<?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-1221679572514714405</id><updated>2012-01-03T10:59:49.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity.</title><subtitle type='html'>Simplicity makes everything perfect. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-768428517521797021</id><published>2011-12-17T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T05:14:55.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Times flied. I still remember the first time we chat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first time you called. We talked for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Calling each other to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sweet times we had through phones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Though we never met that often. I smile when i talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3vFyE-BPWg/TuyIvgp7zBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ns777X4_yOY/s1600/tumblr_lpls6258se1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3vFyE-BPWg/TuyIvgp7zBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ns777X4_yOY/s320/tumblr_lpls6258se1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always been trying very hard. Just to let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That i can do anything just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But you don't seem to notice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scare you know. That one day you'll no longer talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That you no longer know i'm here for you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting to know you was the best thing that ever happen to my life so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but letting you go, it was the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, I wasn't left with any choice. I waited you for since July you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6 months isn't short.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always believe that you're the one for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but i don't know what are you thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HvItAI9YR90/TuyIxMciZNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fjD-nUNHFVE/s1600/tumblr_lpls6jagnm1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HvItAI9YR90/TuyIxMciZNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fjD-nUNHFVE/s320/tumblr_lpls6jagnm1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll never miss a day since the day we met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To say Good Morning every morning,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Good Night whenever you go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;whether you are asleep or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll always remember you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;till the day i grew old and die with you or without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll always love you. though you forget me in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I tried my best to make you smile whenever you are down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To smile along with you when i'm down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jEeBuXWyz-I/TuyI496d46I/AAAAAAAAAPk/rPgFL2fLHvI/s1600/tumblr_lpls7erhMU1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jEeBuXWyz-I/TuyI496d46I/AAAAAAAAAPk/rPgFL2fLHvI/s320/tumblr_lpls7erhMU1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, thank you for the sweetest memories you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I smile everyday going to bed because of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I go on my life each day because you lighted my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so thankful that i got to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These 6 months had been a wonderful time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll remember each and every seconds of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I still love you. I'll be there one day when you're ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/r_8ydghbGSg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_8ydghbGSg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_8ydghbGSg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-768428517521797021?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/768428517521797021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/768428517521797021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/768428517521797021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-step.html' title='The Last Step'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3vFyE-BPWg/TuyIvgp7zBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ns777X4_yOY/s72-c/tumblr_lpls6258se1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-5834894104869082400</id><published>2011-11-20T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T03:44:44.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Notes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a short update on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been tough this few weeks. Relationship problem and SPM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't ready for it though. SPM i mean. It came too fast and well, you just have to accept what is coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck to all the Candidates which are taking SPM!&lt;br /&gt;may luck go along with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top it off, I'm having problems with her. She just cant make up her mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wan to tell her here and now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter who you be with. I'll always be by your side. supporting you. I love you. love you enough to let you go. Just promise me that you wont hurt yourself. Because it'll hurt me when you do. You don't love me, that's alright. You chooses another guy over me, that's alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wan you to be happy. Then i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loving a person doesn't mean you should be with her, It's to see her live a happy life, and don't hurt herself"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you soh zhu. Forever. Even if you doesn't .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7N1KsJ31MuQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-5834894104869082400?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/5834894104869082400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/11/short-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/5834894104869082400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/5834894104869082400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/11/short-notes.html' title='Short Notes!'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7N1KsJ31MuQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-3168099973183445324</id><published>2011-11-01T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:48:30.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51 FACTS ABOUT GUYS :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;‎1. Guys hate sluts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. "Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Guys get jealous easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Guys will brag about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. No guy can handle all his problems by his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11, 16, 18, 22, 24, 25, 35. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-3168099973183445324?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/3168099973183445324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/11/51-facts-about-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3168099973183445324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3168099973183445324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/11/51-facts-about-guys.html' title='51 FACTS ABOUT GUYS :)'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-4441851355785246569</id><published>2011-10-28T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T04:42:41.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing can make me smile like you do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;About more than a month ago, i felt in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never expected the feeling to happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i fall. She was something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know she was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling i had for her now and before grew stronger and stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till now, i cant live without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0INbji9jgXY/TqqLylb-j0I/AAAAAAAAANY/n6btQ2CY94M/s1600/tumblr_ln0f1f6UmC1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0INbji9jgXY/TqqLylb-j0I/AAAAAAAAANY/n6btQ2CY94M/s320/tumblr_ln0f1f6UmC1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496782158368578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll never look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your past is your past baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As long as i know, you are with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, i'm scared. You are beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, i always scare you'll fall for other boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I scare i'm not good enough for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all, i never was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i still keep my hope alive, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every single day, i wake up and go to bed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keeping my hope up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izVVq-IrQf4/TqqLyYD5AII/AAAAAAAAANQ/XGXLm1aWcew/s1600/312351_176626565746459_118147031594413_368453_1526158661_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izVVq-IrQf4/TqqLyYD5AII/AAAAAAAAANQ/XGXLm1aWcew/s320/312351_176626565746459_118147031594413_368453_1526158661_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496778567680130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise. No matter what, i'll marry you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" If the other half is meant to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Let it go, she'll come back no matter what."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if you doesn't make an effort to keep your other half &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She'll never become yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1AtBG0vo3U/TqqLyPZhfyI/AAAAAAAAANE/xZLVeCG6Jaw/s1600/tumblr_ln0f0zMgrG1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M1AtBG0vo3U/TqqLyPZhfyI/AAAAAAAAANE/xZLVeCG6Jaw/s320/tumblr_ln0f0zMgrG1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496776242495266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you. Three simple words.&lt;br /&gt;But it meant a lot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never heard you once said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i know you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never admit you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes it make me worried, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that i'll lose you.&lt;br /&gt;But when i think you will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heart always says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"trust her, it'll worth everything when you both are together"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q014wkIL8so/TqqLQcYUjNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IXEbbORADoI/s1600/tumblr_ltded3y9XY1qfxrxlo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q014wkIL8so/TqqLQcYUjNI/AAAAAAAAAM4/IXEbbORADoI/s320/tumblr_ltded3y9XY1qfxrxlo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496195611561170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This date. I really wish that you'll be mine and i'll be yours on this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so special.  It'll only happen once a thousand year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want our first day in relationship to be memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like each and everyday when we are together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it's always up to you to decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd been waiting so long.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't mind waiting a bit longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CM3KeWpdvl4/TqqLP9MBUDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/as-EjxwKQYU/s1600/312133_186274201451469_186122461466643_392737_766125129_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CM3KeWpdvl4/TqqLP9MBUDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/as-EjxwKQYU/s320/312133_186274201451469_186122461466643_392737_766125129_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496187238469682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though we don't always meet, i never lost hope in us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have already grew in apart of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday without you just make my love grow stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1mjdjYZKH0/TqqLPV6inwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Z0-roNg2swk/s1600/222098_210711515620875_210424388982921_750536_7845729_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1mjdjYZKH0/TqqLPV6inwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Z0-roNg2swk/s320/222098_210711515620875_210424388982921_750536_7845729_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668496176696172290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I been telling you these for so long. I wont mind how you look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wont mind what you are before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to know that you love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3Rvjfm5FYHM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Verse 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She read me the note he left on her bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Snuck in her room right after she left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And put petals on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Her head on his shoulder they walk down the hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm left to wonder will I ever fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And where is he now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Prechorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She's with him, I'm in the back seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Know it's not right but it hurts when they're laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And I've never been where they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Verse 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Friday night she wore his jersey to the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In the front row screamin out his name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;As he turns to her and smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Every where I look people holding hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;When am I gonna get my chance at love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My chance at love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Prechorus 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Cuz she's with him, I'm still hurting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Try to pretend but it's not working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I just wanna be where they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart is waiting for your love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;My hand is waiting for your touch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;My lips just wanna be kissed by you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be blown away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be swept off my feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna meet the one who makes it hard for me to breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be lost in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be your dream come true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I wanna be scared of how strong I feel for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just call me beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Beautiful, Call me beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Call me beautiful, Call me b-e-a-utiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-4441851355785246569?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/4441851355785246569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-can-make-me-smile-like-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/4441851355785246569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/4441851355785246569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-can-make-me-smile-like-you-do.html' title='Nothing can make me smile like you do.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0INbji9jgXY/TqqLylb-j0I/AAAAAAAAANY/n6btQ2CY94M/s72-c/tumblr_ln0f1f6UmC1qlaa6wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-2462654513050407074</id><published>2011-10-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:58:44.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you doink! ily. (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When i first saw you. I had that feeling. Feeling that you are the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't sure at first, but when time goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had it clear. You are the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YFgRVLQ084/TpgxaNmd1FI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qP-oXPZEVDw/s1600/tumblr_lsumaha38W1qaobbko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YFgRVLQ084/TpgxaNmd1FI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qP-oXPZEVDw/s320/tumblr_lsumaha38W1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663330857815757906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your smile. It make butterflies in my stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel weird when it does. but i like it a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kind of feeling. Ahh. I cant explain it. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2ml4g69iwU/TpgxZlntkiI/AAAAAAAAALs/EPNu9zU-hfw/s1600/tumblr_lqgoboK1Dx1qcxieko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2ml4g69iwU/TpgxZlntkiI/AAAAAAAAALs/EPNu9zU-hfw/s320/tumblr_lqgoboK1Dx1qcxieko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663330847083565602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear, I'm sorry. I cant be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But i wan you to know, i'll do anything for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wont let anything hurt you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wan you to smile, every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wan you to feel, that you are being loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wan you to know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will be my princess forever and ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7O6TSpzOIU/TpgwH-VnslI/AAAAAAAAALc/oscLMnKlinU/s1600/tumblr_lotvgfteWM1qcxieko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7O6TSpzOIU/TpgwH-VnslI/AAAAAAAAALc/oscLMnKlinU/s320/tumblr_lotvgfteWM1qcxieko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663329444969296466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three simply word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It mean a lot to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i'm still waiting, waiting for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know you had feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The night we always had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that. I never regret loving you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always and never will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toLSvjsaJfk/TpgwHamyfWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/AMdnyLTh82g/s1600/tumblr_lojzq3cgOY1qlaa6wo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toLSvjsaJfk/TpgwHamyfWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/AMdnyLTh82g/s320/tumblr_lojzq3cgOY1qlaa6wo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663329435377630562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DOINK! you get this? ^ (above pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll willing to do anything for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anything at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your past is already gone. I wont care abt that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I care about you. Every little thing about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tiny things about you matter most to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkM42EzN75I/TpgwG1NvytI/AAAAAAAAALE/FyZBNpuqq1U/s1600/tumblr_loi88lVny51qcxieko1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkM42EzN75I/TpgwG1NvytI/AAAAAAAAALE/FyZBNpuqq1U/s320/tumblr_loi88lVny51qcxieko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663329425340484306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you ever thought what will it be without me in your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think of it alot you know. The life without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't had fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have met the girl of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't stay up till late night trying to call you to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't have kiss you. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't have tell a girl i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHWpcfPaNPQ/TpgwGjk-rlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/re81rAWTBkk/s1600/tumblr_llyvgnn5Yp1qdndvvo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHWpcfPaNPQ/TpgwGjk-rlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/re81rAWTBkk/s320/tumblr_llyvgnn5Yp1qdndvvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663329420606090834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, i trust you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of i love you.&lt;br /&gt;Can i tie your shoes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because i don't want you to fall for anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be with you forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPnBJ3khfyY/TpgwGTN1QTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ttC-D82FxW4/s1600/tumblr_llnfmzPtJr1qc24avo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPnBJ3khfyY/TpgwGTN1QTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ttC-D82FxW4/s320/tumblr_llnfmzPtJr1qc24avo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663329416214036786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, I need a hug. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BE M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y VALENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;INE?&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AgH4gmm7xfg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; font-size: 13px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;You’ve got that smile&lt;br /&gt;That only heaven can make&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God every day&lt;br /&gt;That you keep that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my dream&lt;br /&gt;There’s not a thing I won’t do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give my life up for you&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you are my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby everything that I have is yours&lt;br /&gt;You will never go cold or hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll be there when you’re insecure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you know that you’re always lovely, girl&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you are the only thing that I got right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nothing will ever come between us &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause i’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had my child&lt;br /&gt;You would make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;Just to have your eyes on a little me&lt;br /&gt;That’d be mine forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And baby everything that I have is yours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never go cold or hungry&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when you’re insecure&lt;br /&gt;Let you know that you’re always lovely, girl&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you are the only thing that I got right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re made for one another&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;And i have no fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know we’ll make it through&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sky is fallin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever come between us&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be standing right next to you, right next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand by my side, side, side&lt;br /&gt;When the sky, falls, down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there, i’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got that smile&lt;br /&gt;That only heaven can make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I pray to God every day&lt;br /&gt;To keep you forever .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-2462654513050407074?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/2462654513050407074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-for-you-doink-ily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/2462654513050407074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/2462654513050407074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-for-you-doink-ily.html' title='This is for you doink! ily. (;'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YFgRVLQ084/TpgxaNmd1FI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qP-oXPZEVDw/s72-c/tumblr_lsumaha38W1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-2081359571539893347</id><published>2011-10-12T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T03:15:49.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy. Sometimes, it kill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt52gS_7VDU/TpVarvm33aI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kK5rsShFSt0/s1600/tumblr_lm0bm9nIfQ1qbi264o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt52gS_7VDU/TpVarvm33aI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kK5rsShFSt0/s320/tumblr_lm0bm9nIfQ1qbi264o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662531814048652706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of losing you. Most of me already had you in it. I'm scare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the kind of boy who trust his girl no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a fine day, looking forward to today since last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woke up in the morning. Got ready. Ended up myself with a big smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.10pm. I was in front of SBS school gate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering where is she, i think of the time we will have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3QODbD1jJA/TpVarMBA_rI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fV2nsAisISE/s1600/tumblr_lpj94j6lHt1qhaauho1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3QODbD1jJA/TpVarMBA_rI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fV2nsAisISE/s320/tumblr_lpj94j6lHt1qhaauho1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662531804494626482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, the day continue. Her friend was helping me too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; , i was just shy. I know i love her. She knew it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the push wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;She was not ready i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying my best. but, i'm somehow i shy type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rD9bUIZui7k/TpVaq4WhfrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bAQVXel4sn4/s1600/tumblr_lqroscIQ1x1qcxieko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rD9bUIZui7k/TpVaq4WhfrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bAQVXel4sn4/s320/tumblr_lqroscIQ1x1qcxieko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662531799216127666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But somehow, i feel happy when i'm with her. i just donno why.&lt;br /&gt;Is this call love? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watch her having her taekwondo. &amp;amp; somehow, i donno what they are doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept half way through. till she came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put my head on her shoulder. I glimpse a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrAFXsPnv98/TpVaqpZaZ9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iGTG_gSkKfw/s320/tumblr_lixk9mSMIT1qaobbko1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662531795201714130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She talk to her friends. Then, i over a boy saying,&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, my princess?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By then my emotion turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never show it out then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm somehow like to keep my emotion to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know i care. I'm jealous abit though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, i trust her cuz i know she loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-E1kV5S_bY/TpVaqQC6TfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OOwyH5kG_7c/s1600/tumblr_lbojbv4TAA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-E1kV5S_bY/TpVaqQC6TfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OOwyH5kG_7c/s320/tumblr_lbojbv4TAA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662531788396449266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right at the end, when i was leaving, I gave her a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Just when i was going, I glance back. i saw her face was red. i just smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love her. Forever and always.&lt;br /&gt;I trust her. Cuz she will be my one and only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abit jealous wouldn't hurt right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, dont too much. Sometimes, it kill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M32lkn7oW1s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;It beats for your, so listen close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Make me your radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-2081359571539893347?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/2081359571539893347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/jealousy-sometimes-it-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/2081359571539893347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/2081359571539893347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/jealousy-sometimes-it-kill.html' title='Jealousy. Sometimes, it kill.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt52gS_7VDU/TpVarvm33aI/AAAAAAAAAKk/kK5rsShFSt0/s72-c/tumblr_lm0bm9nIfQ1qbi264o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-7356251047309723639</id><published>2011-10-03T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:24:45.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>45 THINGS A GIRL WANT, BUT WON'T ASK FOR:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. Touch her waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. Actually talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3. Share secrets with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...4. Give her your jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6. Hug her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7. Hold her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8. Laugh with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9. Invite her somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;10. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;KEEP READING ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;11. Smile with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12. Take pictures with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;13. Pull her onto your lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;15. When her friends say “I love her more than you”, deny it. Fight back and hug her tight so she can’t get to her friends. It makes her feel loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Are you thinking of someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;16. Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;18. Hug her from behind around the waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;19. Tell her she’s beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One last thing you need to do to show her you actually do mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;21. Open doors for her, walk her to her car - it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;22. Tell her she’s your everything - only if you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;23. If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her - if she denies something being wrong, it means SHE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT - so just hug her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;24. Make her feel loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;25. Kiss her in front of OTHER girls you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;26. Don’t lie to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;27. DON’T cheat on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;28. Take her ANYWHERE she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;29. Text message or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school, and how much you miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;30. Be there for her whenever she needs you, and even when she doesn’t need you, just be there so she’ll know that she can always count on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER, BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;31. Hold her close when she’s cold so she can hold you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;33. Kiss her on the cheek; (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;34. While in the movies, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;35. Don’t ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you’re mad. If she’s upset, comfort her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;36. When people diss her, stand up for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;38. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart, link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;40. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;41. Call or text her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;43. Take her for long walks at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;44. Always remind her how much you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;45. Sit on top of her and tell her how much you love her and then bend down to her face and kiss her while you’re sitting on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You’ll never know when she needs just a littl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;e more love .. ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1221679572514714405-7356251047309723639?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/7356251047309723639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/45-things-girl-want-but-wont-ask-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7356251047309723639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7356251047309723639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/45-things-girl-want-but-wont-ask-for.html' title='45 THINGS A GIRL WANT, BUT WON&apos;T ASK FOR:'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-1415909046398024669</id><published>2011-10-03T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T03:57:31.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just read. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if you are a boy or girl or guy or a woman or Michael Jackson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only everyone could see this and understand it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she stares at your mouth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she pushes you or hits you like a dummy cause she thinks shes stronger than you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab her and don't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she starts cursing at you trying to act all tough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss her and tell her you love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she's quiet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask her whats wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she ignores you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give her your attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she pulls away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see her at her worst,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell her she's beautiful .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see her start crying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hold her and don't say a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see her walking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she's scared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protect her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she steals your favorite hoodie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she teases you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she doesn't answer for a long time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reassure her that everything is okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she looks at you with doubt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back yourself up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she says that she loves you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She really does more than you can understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she grabs at your hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold her's and play with her fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she bumps into you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she tells you a secret,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep it safe and untold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't look away until she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she says it's over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She still wants you to be hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she reposts this bulletin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wants you to read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her because 10 yrs later she'll remember you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think it's stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Give her the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Let her wear your clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Let her know she's important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is: "Whose ass am I kicking baby?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Credit to YenTheng's Blog. Do go visit : &lt;a href="http://abouther-yentheng.blogspot.com"&gt;Spread Love Like Violence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1221679572514714405-1415909046398024669?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1415909046398024669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-care-if-you-are-boy-or-girl-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1415909046398024669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1415909046398024669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-dont-care-if-you-are-boy-or-girl-or.html' title='Just read. :)'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-7770448764939076976</id><published>2011-09-26T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:46:13.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YMijG7nTFFw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-7770448764939076976?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/7770448764939076976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7770448764939076976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7770448764939076976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-love.html' title='A little love.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YMijG7nTFFw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-3877122762416199777</id><published>2011-09-02T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:44:14.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Complete My World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STSJ! you know what, there are nothing that is worth more than you right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put aside everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because something is more important &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;than everything i had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzpEueb6Mfw/TmDgGYi3IjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pCbB7DpWB1Q/s320/tumblr_loksn6dI0F1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647760332995109426" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wan to be with you. I wan to have a future with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swim across the ocean if you are far away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll do anything i can, just to keep you happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seem like you don't get it, I will do anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to find my only love, STSJ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQDwSc25cwo/TmDgGFl0M7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EHWJ6olJkOE/s320/tumblr_liq970JTiq1qfdwsio1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647760327907226546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You keep reminding me that you are not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are not beautiful enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't care that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if you not beautiful enough, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you not for the appearance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's the heart that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are everything that i could ever wish for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter what your reality looks like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're the girl I'm in love with today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the same girl I'll be in love with tmr and the day after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not just because of who you are but because of who you were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Joobwd7lVGc/TmDfg0XPzaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/8SDiA_Aa5AY/s320/tumblr_lnjn2h33E81qatgeso1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647759687627558306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 62px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is 3 things that i need in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun, for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon, for the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And YOU for the rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbeUgA6SEWA/TmDgGXnMrUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VmlBvOzKo64/s1600/tumblr_lnnnzkn76S1qcci6go1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 50px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbeUgA6SEWA/TmDgGXnMrUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VmlBvOzKo64/s320/tumblr_lnnnzkn76S1qcci6go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647760332744863042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the first thing i think of every morning i wakes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to give you a morning kiss, saying ' goodmorningmydarling'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At night, I want to be the one who is the last one who wishes you goodnight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and giving you a kiss on the forehead. Waiting you to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-isuk_LOpnbI/TmDfg2yZuVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ABYA1p2_5qc/s320/tumblr_lpj94j6lHt1qhaauho1_500.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647759688278325586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are not like other girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are special. You are my pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLCfx6MizXM/TmDff7jUHKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rALO7ZJ4pek/s320/tumblr_lnchqqigmW1qbfhpfo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647759672377351330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 49px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay in my life, ok? i mean forever. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QD711UkrRBc/TmDfgWTRdyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1TUg7-BUVlk/s320/tumblr_lnf9qjzufy1qi8k06o1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647759679557826338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be honest, You already meant the world to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't promise you our relationship can be perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mind this, i will promise that i'll try my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to make everything as perfect as it can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are the perfect match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldnt wan to leave you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's grew old together, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's have our fairy tale story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are the perfect two, Baby me and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-lLvtydTM78" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song represented us.&lt;br /&gt;My love, you are the only exception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l8M33qb1geo/TmDfgEJWhhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9cYrCVYDgUk/s1600/tumblr_lnjq1lizD61qbpwzeo1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-3877122762416199777?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/3877122762416199777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-complete-my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3877122762416199777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3877122762416199777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-complete-my-world.html' title='You Complete My World'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzpEueb6Mfw/TmDgGYi3IjI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pCbB7DpWB1Q/s72-c/tumblr_loksn6dI0F1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-3913752791362360958</id><published>2011-08-23T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T05:12:43.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something out of the impossible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never knew i could feel so much pain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yet be in love with the one causing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tough. I'll survive. I hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PnFk0NJx9qY/TlOLliZ2JcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OOxukBc2ytA/s1600/tumblr_ky17o4MEeA1qaudc1o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PnFk0NJx9qY/TlOLliZ2JcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OOxukBc2ytA/s320/tumblr_ky17o4MEeA1qaudc1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644008235031995842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love her. Enough to let her go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if she is happy, i'm.&lt;br /&gt;She'll be fine. Many people loves her. Many is chasing her too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm also one of them though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give up. In some mean, i love her too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know whether she is with me, or with other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always need her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the day i met her, i always brought phone to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though it is dangerous and i'm rather quite unlucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My phone was confiscated twice. But im still willing to take the risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I texted you everyday after school but you never reply.&lt;br /&gt;I waited the whole day and i when i get back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You always say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;And when i'm unhappy at sometimes, your text always make me smile again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy2fYokotfQ/TlOLlfcLmwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E8BP4eQM7BI/s1600/tumblr_louehwmdb11qcrsn7o1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy2fYokotfQ/TlOLlfcLmwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E8BP4eQM7BI/s320/tumblr_louehwmdb11qcrsn7o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644008234236484354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Change her to him, she to he*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ux2dfyIg9ao/TlOLlB6FH5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IgoUIAkDeqQ/s1600/tumblr_lhzbwlVNt21qaeihyo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ux2dfyIg9ao/TlOLlB6FH5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IgoUIAkDeqQ/s320/tumblr_lhzbwlVNt21qaeihyo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644008226308824978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always want you. I always need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But do you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please tell me that you need me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause I love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you that i'm willing to let you go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because most probably,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you are happy with some other who love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me, Tell me you are going to be with me no matter what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Credit to Lisa's Blog. take most of  the picture from there. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-3913752791362360958?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/3913752791362360958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-out-of-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3913752791362360958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3913752791362360958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-out-of-impossible.html' title='Something out of the impossible.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PnFk0NJx9qY/TlOLliZ2JcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OOxukBc2ytA/s72-c/tumblr_ky17o4MEeA1qaudc1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-100790518544781153</id><published>2011-06-28T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T05:36:31.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship hurt, but why ppl keep getting into it?</title><content type='html'>My main question for today. Relationship hurt, but why ppl keep getting into it? Each and everyone of use, often get into relationship. Hey! When you are sweet, you seem to be they best you ever had.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; For that period of time, you will think that you are the best person on earth either because you had a good boyfriend or a girlfriend.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; But do you really think before, whether this relationship can last? For sure when you say it will, you are just hiding the truth. In fact, for a steady relationship to happen, a couple must be responsible not only for his/her other half but in a fact, he/she must be responsible for his/her ownself. To think what is the best for the other half. Not to be too selfish and stuff.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Some way or another, it is best to remain single if you are not into the facr that you must recieve the consequences if you broke up. No matter how long is your relationship that you and your couple had been through, when you broke up it is over. You cant get back to the stage where you two are a couple.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; For my advise, stay strong. There are future ahead. You donno what is in front of you. Dun stay there and wait for the rainbow to fall, create you own rainbow.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Make you life better without the person that once love you but hurt you the most in the end. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-100790518544781153?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/100790518544781153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/06/relationship-hurt-but-why-ppl-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/100790518544781153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/100790518544781153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/06/relationship-hurt-but-why-ppl-keep.html' title='Relationship hurt, but why ppl keep getting into it?'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-5719732114581711716</id><published>2011-06-08T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:20:24.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson for the boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; " &gt;Treat your girl right, bro. Plain and simple. I know it can be hard to please her sometimes, but it’s worth it in the end. Remember that she’s your happiness, your world. She should be the first person you talk to in the morning, and the last person you whisper “Good night” to. Unlike some of your bros, she’s going to be there for you when you’re the happiest, but more importantly, when you’re at your lowest. She’ll cook for you and care for you, so treat her like a queen. Girls are delicate creatures. Think before you say. Think before you act. They take every little mistake you make and multiply it by a thousand. So try not to mess up, aight? When you’re fighting, sometimes it’s better to put your relationship before your own pride. You’re not helping yourself by making her upset, bro. And never, ever, under any condition, let her go to sleep crying. She’ll resent you for it for the rest of your days. Don’t forget to make her feel special everyday. Open doors, go shopping with her. Hell, make dinner for her! The more you show her you love her, the more she’ll give you in return. Remember that an “I love you” via text is never as special as one in person. And show her off to your bros, don’t be ashamed of her. She’s never been ashamed of your dorky ass. Look, she doesn’t really need much in a relationship; she just wants to feel like she matters to you. That’s not asking for much.&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/1221679572514714405-5719732114581711716?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/5719732114581711716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/06/lesson-for-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/5719732114581711716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/5719732114581711716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/06/lesson-for-boys.html' title='Lesson for the boys'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-7243147956392350074</id><published>2011-05-30T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T07:55:03.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long ago, i dream of Fairytale.</title><content type='html'>Okay, what now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School holiday officially started. Today is Monday. Nothing much. A bad starting to what to be a high expected holiday. Argued with my mom and so.. Manchester United lost and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it could be a great holiday. Maybe i can enjoy it to the max cuz after this, i will concentrate myself fully on spm. I thought friends will call me up for outing. but sadly, no one will as expected. So, im just sitting in front of the comp feeling lifeless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to blog much except for i think, her. Let's not have high hopes. She maybe have a person of her own. I cannot do anything right. She love someone. Someone that is not me i think, Let's not have high hope on  anything now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing i can say much. enjoy the two weeks holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of fairytale before. I hope that it will happen to me. ily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-7243147956392350074?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/7243147956392350074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-ago-i-dream-of-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7243147956392350074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/7243147956392350074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-ago-i-dream-of-fairytale.html' title='Long ago, i dream of Fairytale.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-3240891285544478162</id><published>2011-05-11T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T03:25:47.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time.</title><content type='html'>Laugh of the day. I love exam. You know why? Cuz it make me learn everything in just a few weeks. LOLOLOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                          &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ov6_df_pR68/TGvZkZIzLGI/AAAAAAAAFP8/FKqoeVgZz_s/s1600/Once+Upon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life once upon a time. Given nothing. have nothing. had nothing. A new born baby. A gift from the heaven to earth for the two lovely humans now and forever will be call your parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People ask, what is the very first thing you did in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's learn a lesson together: No matter how worst is your downfall. Stand Up. try again. You cry. Let every misery off. start a new path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many said, We don't cry! WE ARE MAN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came into this world crying. Everyone cry. Even man. It's a way to let go you depression, misery and sadness. So, come on. Cry if you are sad. Smile if you are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School school school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant wait to get over my mid term. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i could only concentrate on my licences.&lt;br /&gt;now L, next P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can wait to drive. seriously. I'm getting bored with public transport. Hot, Crowded with ppl and, sometimes slow. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With car, i can go anywhere anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i cant wait to drive. Hm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One week is up! another 2 more weeks till end of exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school exam timetable are quite weird. Next week. 3days without exam. hm, might as well sleep at home. Or study. Heh. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 more days! Exam. please pass by faster. cuz i need to forget you and concentrate on other things. Thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We dream, we live, we rock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children of 94'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's live our dream to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-3240891285544478162?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/3240891285544478162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/once-upon-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3240891285544478162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/3240891285544478162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ov6_df_pR68/TGvZkZIzLGI/AAAAAAAAFP8/FKqoeVgZz_s/s72-c/Once+Upon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-775340233190737758</id><published>2011-05-06T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T04:36:14.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let say, everything is possible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Falling down is easy. Getting up is hard. Once you fall, You tend to get back up. To start all over again. We as human will not get to know the meaning of ENOUGH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often heard. 'That's enough! You have done enough.' But still, everything just go on. We never stop. This is us. we never know the meaning of stop. We'll just say, ' I can do more'  even though we know we can. We'll try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if we fail, we fail trying. It's better than afraid to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAsE2s9Xic4/TcPPANKLnGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3xwyICC8I04/s320/believe.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603549963818343522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This it the word. The word that inspire me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Believe. This word give us more than its meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"To have confidence in the truth, the existence"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If only one believe in something can one act purposefully. Let's believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In life, we got so much that we are afraid. so much that we are scare to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But sometimes, we believe we can do it. And that's what matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In everything, if we believe. Nothing is impossible. Never the less, Everything is possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You just have to BELIEVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exam periods continue. 3days out. 12 days to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The pressure is up. Let the game begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, I turn your minds to another mind set of Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd fall in love in someone. Hope not. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i'm not quite sure she is single or double.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope she not double, as i believe i can make her mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mbsskl students, GoodLuck and Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Believe that you can do it. Nothing can be a obstacle for you. LET THE GAME BEGIN. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-775340233190737758?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/775340233190737758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-say-everything-is-possible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/775340233190737758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/775340233190737758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-say-everything-is-possible.html' title='Let say, everything is possible.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAsE2s9Xic4/TcPPANKLnGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3xwyICC8I04/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-1235884745664706484</id><published>2011-05-05T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:22:45.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is Up. Let it begin.</title><content type='html'>Your time is up!&lt;div&gt;It is our time now. Let give in what is expected from you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam. Let it begin. High expectation on the people in the class. A+! A! Even A- Everything that is related to 'A' ! It's counted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's us fly. Pencils and pens, rulers and erasers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masa menjawab bermula sekarang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone raise their pens and started writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of them are thinking, some of them are writing what they had read the other night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some of them, just looking around to have a glance of other people answers. Clearly they didn't study for this exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejarah, Bahasa Melayu, Bahasa Inggeris, Math, Moral - the basic in education. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physic, Chemistry, Biology, Addmath, English in Literature - the advance level in education &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some of the other minor subjects such as PJK, Sivik and Literasi Komputer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exam oriented school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks ; 44 hours and 15 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the time is wasted on exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is government so keen to have a high standard of result? Or maybe it is just the exam oriented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia school will not be able to skip te public exams. It is compulsory. So, LET RAISE OUR PENS AND PENCILS. LET WRITE TO THE SAKE OF OUR RESULTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too all the people who are taking exam, Government paper or school, Good Luck and may the best be with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-2Days down. 13 to go. -Mbsskl;Form 5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-1235884745664706484?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1235884745664706484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-is-up-let-it-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1235884745664706484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1235884745664706484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-is-up-let-it-begin.html' title='Time is Up. Let it begin.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-569023342890953573</id><published>2011-04-10T05:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:08:23.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Via Tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;THE BEST RELATIONSHIP IS WHEN YOU TWO CAN ACT LIKE LOVERS AND BEST FRIENDS. I'TS WHEN YOU HAVE MORE PLAYFUL MOMENTS THAN SERIOUS MOMENTS. IT'S WHEN YOU CAN JOKE AROUND, LET EACH OTHER HAVE PIGGY BACKS, HAVE UNEXPECTED HUGS AND RANDOM KISSES. IT'S WHEN YOU TWO GIVE EACH OTHER THAT SPECIFIC STARE AND JUST SMILE. IT'S WHEN YOU'LL RATHER STAY IN TO WATCH MOVIES, EAT JUNK FOOD AND CUDDLE, THAN GO OUT ALL THE TIME. IT'S WHEN YOU'LL STAY UP ALL NIGHT JUST TO SETTLE YOUR ARGUMENTS AND PROBLEMS. IT'S WHEN YOU CAN COMPLETELY ACT YOURSELF AND THEY CAN STILL LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-569023342890953573?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/569023342890953573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/04/via-tumblr_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/569023342890953573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/569023342890953573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/04/via-tumblr_10.html' title='Via Tumblr'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-184558896262778203</id><published>2011-04-06T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T04:57:18.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All gear up. Ready for the main event that i waited for.&lt;div&gt;I couldn't wait. I feel nervous, scare and excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. It's time. Let's go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach Stadium Bola Sepak Kuala Lumpur at around 7.30 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st, i have to get ready my marching team. I'm just pulling people who is Mori everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lokJUmAojzA/TaGWfQeXXbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c9DWHJMAXI4/s320/207393_1922916721356_1495257417_32097689_7890621_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593917675913305522" /&gt;Getting ready for the marching. Well, we made it as simply as possible. Used back the left over last year, cloth and so on. Made it into strips and many more. OKAY! IT'S DONE. At least we had a girl wearing indian traditional dress, Sari. Look how pretty is she. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perbarisan starts. With no captain, Under my voice, i shouted. I wonder is anyone follow. But, I don't really care abt it. After all the things finish, alittle photo for me to remember this is my last year here. As the captain of the house, Im proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jIcESjMWvsE/TaGWw0o0kAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1oEzS_I2ZIM/s320/216991_1975758198308_1373676234_2360724_5342930_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593917977678614530" /&gt;                                             &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love this picture so much! :D I'll remember it forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The sports day finally begins. With 200m the first event. I wasn't quite confident myself with that event. All my mind set is aiming for gold for my 100m sprint event. So, it wasn't my full effort on my 200m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All the event pass and finally, It's my 100m event. Nervous and confident. i stepped into the track. Fully warm up, I'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ready, Get set, BANG! *the pistol sound*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;With full speed, i sprint ahead. Nothing was on my mind. Unless getting into the finish line first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But with full of disappointment, at just less than a second different, i got second place. Full of anger and frustration, i shouted. Just because he felt down during the run and leap forward abit, he won the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But, well. It's the finally result and i couldn't argue abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--XRSasMwF70/TaGWxOOaTDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nubCfWimukA/s320/207607_1477998448825_1799683590_856602_2541373_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593917984547163186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Price giving ceremony. I stand up with pride for my second placing. I tried my best this year. I just couldn't make it. Here you got. 1st , 2nd and 3rd placing for the 100m Class one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of it. Sports day is when every athlete do their best in every event they enter. I done my best, just couldn't quite make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next year. I shall do it. Hopefully. This marks the end of a memorable sports day. Temasya Sukan Tahunan MBSSKL 2011.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-184558896262778203?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/184558896262778203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/04/sports-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/184558896262778203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/184558896262778203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lokJUmAojzA/TaGWfQeXXbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c9DWHJMAXI4/s72-c/207393_1922916721356_1495257417_32097689_7890621_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-867526689856596871</id><published>2011-03-29T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T04:17:00.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, Three to go.</title><content type='html'>There i was, ready for the first event of the day. Lompat Jauh kelas satu.&lt;div&gt;I was ready for my jump as all of the others was. Waiting for teacher signal for my jump, i was getting nervous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher give his signal. There i go. sprinting into action. My first jump was prefect till i heard the teacher say, BATAL. i was disappointed. My second jump was good. not as good as the first, but it was enough to earn me a third place. I was not happy abt that. I was being to concern of not getting BATAL, i left my chance go off, just like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my first event, it's 100m. my main event. Can i get my first gold in over 5 years? Stress is coming into my head. Nicholas Ten, Melvin. Oh my gosh. Im scare. But qualifying were counted as easy. Im only scare of the final. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;200m is okay okay. Overall, i got second behind of Melvin. The other qualifying round was between Kevin Chee and Adison. Takuttt. It was scary though. i hope I can win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4x100 was cancel. oOo Ramesh. cuz he is puttin g all the 8 team in the final. Hope it wont affect anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it was fun. It was awesome. MORI. COME ON! YOU CAN DO IT. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-867526689856596871?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/867526689856596871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-down-three-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/867526689856596871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/867526689856596871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-down-three-to-go.html' title='One down, Three to go.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-6675616682493436767</id><published>2011-03-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T06:33:05.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam, Memories, Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjGjJBPmVDo/TYnyPsZDozI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mxReRux6Ijc/s1600/Exam-results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjGjJBPmVDo/TYnyPsZDozI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mxReRux6Ijc/s320/Exam-results.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587263164158026546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Exam. It's become a part of our life by now. Exam result is what we care for only. Nothing more. Spm results release today. As i expected, Mbs result were very good, at least for me. 9A+ 1A. The highest in Mbs for this year. Some were disappointed. Some were smiling all the way. They left nothing but memories in this school. All those year there had being here, Some of the things they wont forget. Teachers, and most of all, their friends. Some of them they wont meet for sometimes. Most properly, further studies and work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9kVNNi1Eiw/TYnyGa97zqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yNfe_dvgfu4/s320/Precious_Memories_Main_Cover.161115937_std.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587263004862041762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories. Let's hope no one will forget when they grow up. All the adults were always saying to me, The hardest part in life isn't studying. Is when you start going out for work. Is when you start socializing in the working society. I love my life now. Friends, Family and most of all, less stress. I know studying gave me alot of stress time to time, But i can see, nothing can be compare to the stress that my parents had. Raising money just for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Let us study hard to achieve what our parents want us to. Make them proud. You can achieve the impossible. Everyone can. Let make our own prefect memories, within school. Not to let the results ruin our life. Life is long ahead. Not just only school. But society that we must fear. That's why school life let us get ready for society. Let us get ready for the next part of our life. Wife, Kids and grandchildren. Love and forgiveness. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplicity make everything prefect. Live simply, Live happy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-6675616682493436767?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/6675616682493436767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/6675616682493436767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/6675616682493436767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/exam.html' title='Exam, Memories, Life.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjGjJBPmVDo/TYnyPsZDozI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mxReRux6Ijc/s72-c/Exam-results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-1373853970349444573</id><published>2011-03-14T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T06:48:03.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just the matter of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsSE2F1fabk/TX37eS8tHbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wBe22jfXPVs/s320/pg-16-rubiks-cube-a_430278t.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 204px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583895610910383538" /&gt;Rubik Cube.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you solve a rubik cube? It's just follow formula. Just follow steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll finish it. It's just the matter of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was wonderful day. at least part of it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;way back to the early morning when my alarm rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday. Midvalley Education fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first step in the main door of the fair. MVEC- Midvalley Exhibition Centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trilled. Many of those colleges i never heard before. I was amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk along. Taking brochure and asking question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking with her. that was awfully quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat down Taylor's College.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asking a few question, and then went off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our movie is going to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She choose the movie was simply for kids? I guess that is how she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, I went home. And guess what. My parents said they want to go up Genting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like, wth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wearing short pants and t-shirt and they expect me to go up Genting wearing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, i was amaze on what they did up there. Fireworks and to my surprise, PASAR MALAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdFBg5UT4BQ/TX4FTw1zwWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UtmR4g7bWOc/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdFBg5UT4BQ/TX4FTw1zwWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UtmR4g7bWOc/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583906425072238946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cold weather pasar malam! Look, You can see the sky shooter at the top right of the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All the things went well. I love that day. Until when it was at night. Somehow by some reason. I argue with my mom. Nothing can be prefect can it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;GOSH. Holiday is starting. and im not enjoying it. Japan earthquake. Im worried abt my aunt. She is working there. I pray for her safety. Please let her be safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vdFBg5UT4BQ/TX4FTw1zwWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UtmR4g7bWOc/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-1373853970349444573?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/1373853970349444573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-just-matter-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1373853970349444573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/1373853970349444573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-just-matter-of-time.html' title='It&apos;s just the matter of time'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsSE2F1fabk/TX37eS8tHbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wBe22jfXPVs/s72-c/pg-16-rubiks-cube-a_430278t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-6364553817551064256</id><published>2011-03-12T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:06:26.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral! Finally, I did it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;Ben: Morning Wei Lun, Did you read the entertainment part of the newspaper today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;WeiLun: Yea. It’s about a person birth date, am I right? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt;Ben: Exactly! A &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;birth date describes who we are, what we are good at and what our inborn abilities are. It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt;are facing .The birth number is only one puzzle piece in a total numerology reading.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;WeiLun: You born on the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of March right? The newspaper said that if number 1, you are the originator. You come up with new ideas and execute them is natural. You have your things done in your own way is another trait that gets them labeled as being stubborn and arrogant. 1′s are extremely honest and do well to learn some diplomacy skills. They like to take the initiative and are often leaders or bosses, as they like to be the best. Being self-employed is definitely helpful for them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;Ben: That’s right! But I can’t seem to find your birth date. Maybe they’ll post it tomorrow. On the other hand, Let’s talk about other birth date. &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;11 is the higher expression of the number 2. If a person is born on 11 or 2, They has the ability to intuitively tune into what’s happening around them and can offer insight from a spiritual level. Extremely idealistic by nature, they are often labeled as ‘dreamers’. With their natural understanding of both the earthly and spiritual realms and a strong desire to help, others are often drawn to them when they’re in need for a mediator, harmonizer or just a sympathetic ear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;Wei Lun: Let’s not forget about number 3, They are an idealist. They are very creative, social, charming, romantic, and easygoing. They start many things, but don’t always see them through. They like others to be happy and go to great lengths to achieve it. They are very popular and idealistic. They should learn to see the world from a more realistic point of view.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;4′s are sensible and traditional. They like order and routine. They only act when they fully understand what they are expected to do. They like getting their hands dirty and working hard. They are attracted to the outdoors and feel an affinity with nature. They are prepared to wait and can be stubborn and persistent. They should learn to be more flexible and to be nice to themselves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;Ben: 5′s are the explorers. Their natural curiosity, risk taking, and enthusiasm often lands them in hot water. They need diversity, and don’t like to be stuck in a rut. The whole world is their school and they see a learning possibility in every situation. The questions never stop. They are well advised to look before they take action and make sure they have all the facts before jumping to conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;6′s are idealistic and need to feel useful to be happy. A strong family connection is important to them. Their emotions influence their decisions. They have a strong urge to take care of others and to help. They are very loyal and make great teachers. They like art or music. They make loyal friends who take the friendship seriously. 6′s should learn to differentiate between what they can change and what they cannot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;WeiLun: 7′s are the searchers. Always probing for hidden information, they find it difficult to accept things at face value. Emotions don’t sway their decisions. Questioning everything in life, they don’t like to be questioned themselves. They’re never off to a fast start, and their motto is slow and steady wins the race. They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners. They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. They like secrets. They live in their own world and should learn what is acceptable and what not in the world at large.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;8′s are the problem solvers. They are professional, blunt and to the point, have good judgment and are decisive. They have grandiose plans and like to live the good life. They are take charge people. They view people objectively. They let you know in no uncertain terms that they are the boss. They should learn to base their decisions on their own needs rather than on what others want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;Ben: The 33′s cherrish a love of beauty and balance. They feel a deep compassion for the world and have to guard against becoming a martyr as emotions overwhelm them. Also don’t self-sacrifice yourself for others. You can be more helpful as a teacher by showing the way for others to follow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;Like the other double digit numbers the 22 master number draws its strength from the fact that they are tuned into their spiritual side while doing the most mundane chores. The physical world is very important to them and they are very organized and efficient in carrying out their tasks. They make great leaders with a solid foundation based on the number 4 and the added dimension of the spiritual side based on the number 22. They have lots of energy and are very idealistic and come up with great new ideas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; " &gt;WeiLun: I get finally get it. Different birth date give out different meaning of a person. That’s amazing. I got to go now Ben. I catch up with you later when I got time. See you. Bye&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ben: Alright! See you later then! Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:#111111"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-6364553817551064256?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/6364553817551064256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/oral-finally-i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/6364553817551064256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/6364553817551064256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/oral-finally-i-did-it.html' title='Oral! Finally, I did it.'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-8238157869991368946</id><published>2011-03-12T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:33:50.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rediscover</title><content type='html'>Many have gone past today. I never seem to be happy.&lt;div&gt;God seem to be looking at us. when we seem to be down, unhappy at certain time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There He will. Cheering us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was being sad today. For no reason. Suddenly it's just mood swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is was. After i short rain. Rainbow appear in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It cheer me up. Give me hope. Love what does God does to this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2kuMNvI1Aw/TXuD5rQi5KI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D73kPV5E7e0/s1600/photogrpah-a-rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2kuMNvI1Aw/TXuD5rQi5KI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D73kPV5E7e0/s320/photogrpah-a-rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583201189943764130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's the beauty of this world forever stay.&lt;div&gt;Let's pray for the Japanese. For their safety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simpicity makes everything look prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-8238157869991368946?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/8238157869991368946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/rediscover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/8238157869991368946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/8238157869991368946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/rediscover.html' title='Rediscover'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2kuMNvI1Aw/TXuD5rQi5KI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D73kPV5E7e0/s72-c/photogrpah-a-rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1221679572514714405.post-4889980297026744836</id><published>2011-03-11T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T07:43:32.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2K11</title><content type='html'>First post for officially new blog. xp&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogger: Benedict Tan Jia Jiunn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age:17- 2K11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Quote: Simplicity makes everything look prefect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog entitle: Simplicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's rock the blogger world! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 2K11. A new year, a new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1221679572514714405-4889980297026744836?l=benedict-tan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/feeds/4889980297026744836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/2k11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/4889980297026744836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1221679572514714405/posts/default/4889980297026744836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benedict-tan.blogspot.com/2011/03/2k11.html' title='2K11'/><author><name>Benedict07</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13965199053356164181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBt5_ek7YA/TXohuSylF4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/aNIHwDGUal4/s220/Kitty-mart%2Bby%2Bhoschie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
