<?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-3504035963138943029</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:24:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the freedom of life....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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dogs have stopped attacking since the death of my cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it okay for cats to be killed but not okay when dogs are killed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it because of the size?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why are people defending dogs as if they are 'animals'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hence if a cat dies and it is okay because they are not 'animals'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where is the justice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dogs will just never learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they bite humans and cats and yet it is okay because they are animals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try being bitten or witnessing and hearing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will shut your mouth immediately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cats being attacked and bitten is the same as those cats being tortured by humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if dogs can get away with these crimes, then humans can too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;justice is there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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again'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1143855436488194881</id><published>2012-02-05T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:50:38.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>i can't remember anything&lt;div&gt;i can't remember how it all ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry that things can't be the same anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i understands how you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurts...badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so bad that it's excruciating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i can make a change, i will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's just not the same anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried very hard but failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believe me, i really do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1143855436488194881?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1143855436488194881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/02/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1143855436488194881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1143855436488194881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/02/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4109783453541820439</id><published>2012-02-05T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:16:36.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please end everything</title><content type='html'>put an end to my life now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4109783453541820439?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2965603125775830578</id><published>2012-01-09T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:49:27.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>the grading system has changed&lt;div&gt;everything's more and more stressful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life has not been going as well as i hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is it to put the past behind and move on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is it to stop concerning on matter where's there's no hope?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is it to stop being pathetic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is funny sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will there be regrets in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the mistake has been repeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i can do now is to wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for the pain to come slowly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2965603125775830578?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2965603125775830578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2965603125775830578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2965603125775830578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3668633619892773735</id><published>2012-01-06T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:56:29.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pampered</title><content type='html'>too much pampering since young makes you a hard person to please when you're old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-3668633619892773735?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1567861662621529174</id><published>2012-01-02T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:54:18.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deceived</title><content type='html'>eventually in some point of your life&lt;div&gt;you will be deceived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a disappointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one that cannot be escaped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stupidly, i'm waiting for that day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1567861662621529174?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1567861662621529174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/01/deceived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1567861662621529174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1567861662621529174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2012/01/deceived.html' title='deceived'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5006722489799626275</id><published>2011-12-21T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:26:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicidal thoughts</title><content type='html'>i dig my own hole&lt;div&gt;and i dig my own grave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i end up screwing my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the people around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the uncertainty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to ignore and move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5006722489799626275?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5161736707255915477</id><published>2011-12-09T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:57:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>i don't know whether my decision is right or wrong&lt;div&gt;what i know is i need to take a break &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to live a different life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to try other things in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether i will regret the decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just hope the misery will stop before it became phobic to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want to live a normal life, enjoy life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope we can be good together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing will change much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will still be the same, just the absence of a status&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my attitude, my feelings will still be the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will still be kind and caring towards you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if the stress and frustration appears, i fear i will avoid you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either way, you're always a special person to me...&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/3504035963138943029-5161736707255915477?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5161736707255915477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/12/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5161736707255915477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5161736707255915477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/12/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5105925391724831012</id><published>2011-11-05T15:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:10:36.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>storm and serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iCWVC4H48gw/TrThAhyX9bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fHUBl0n3vJA/s1600/storm1a.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: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iCWVC4H48gw/TrThAhyX9bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fHUBl0n3vJA/s320/storm1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671405229952202162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the silence is too deafening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pain is too intense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tears can't stop falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are many times when i choose to ignore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoping that someone would make a decision for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but often, the inability to make a decision leave me feeling helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are things that i have to let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are things that i have to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but once again, the reluctance to hurt and the fear to be hurt win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that leaves me alone once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tears start falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5105925391724831012?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5105925391724831012/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iCWVC4H48gw/TrThAhyX9bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fHUBl0n3vJA/s72-c/storm1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8640921355065520770</id><published>2011-11-03T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:21:15.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ending soon...</title><content type='html'>holidays' ending soon&lt;div&gt;life is as bored as hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, i know that once class starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life will be as as hectic as shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhh what a dilemma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish i can just go for a holiday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so dying to get out of this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who, can really save me?? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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soon...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3465314101587906131</id><published>2011-10-30T22:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T22:12:37.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break-ing</title><content type='html'>finally, after 5 months of coll, i'm having my long desired break&lt;div&gt;tho it's only just a week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the full battle begins again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this break, i'm not really sure whether it's a good thing, or bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again i'm at divergence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the past haunting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unsure of what i have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've avoided enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know it's time to face it but why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still can't seem to take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but how long do i still need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so tiring that i feel like sleeping forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or a getaway from everything in my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for once and for all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm disappointed once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blinded by my own unrealistic dreams and hopes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm again repeating my mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something which i've told myself again and again to not repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only i'm smart and willful enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='break-ing'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6119974375509754363</id><published>2011-10-10T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T23:54:13.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing my patience</title><content type='html'>my anger is just simmering below the surface&lt;div&gt;i may act like nothing is going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if only you know the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going to start anything now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterall, it's a trial for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6119974375509754363?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6119974375509754363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing-my-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6119974375509754363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6119974375509754363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing-my-patience.html' title='testing my patience'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4787057333190068017</id><published>2011-10-01T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:57:03.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic</title><content type='html'>have u ever been so tired that you just feel like leaving everything and walk off?&lt;div&gt;this is what i feel right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the whole day i've been unproductive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing can get my energy up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet the constant nagging thought that there are more to accomplish is there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why aren't anyone helping to do anything at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't anyone reply for god's sake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is there a contract written that i have to do it all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looked into your eyes yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw something that i thought i will never see again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm all disturbed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet there's nothing that i can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterall, as you're growing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone leaves..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4787057333190068017?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4787057333190068017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/10/pathetic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4787057333190068017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4787057333190068017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/10/pathetic.html' title='pathetic'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4665329059671872914</id><published>2011-09-29T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:33:35.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a chameleon</title><content type='html'>after four months,&lt;div&gt;once again, i've put my life on hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the hope of something happening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once again, i'm disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was there ever a chance of truce between us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, without trust, nothing can be said anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again, i feel foolish enough with myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what was i thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm back to square one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once again, i have to start back anew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to concentrate on my studies again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holiday time is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assignment due dates are killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time is all i need for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll have to learn to be a chameleon :)&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/3504035963138943029-4665329059671872914?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4665329059671872914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/chameleon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4665329059671872914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4665329059671872914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/chameleon.html' title='a chameleon'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-902497008687534475</id><published>2011-09-28T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T19:51:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiotic</title><content type='html'>i hate myself...very much&lt;div&gt;people like me should just disappear from the world forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-902497008687534475?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/902497008687534475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/idiotic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/902497008687534475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/902497008687534475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/idiotic.html' title='idiotic'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6797357934195994352</id><published>2011-09-26T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T23:46:33.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curiosity killed me...again</title><content type='html'>would you be hurt by lies, &lt;div&gt;or would you be hurt from not being told about something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know which is worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i know is that i don't like either one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is there a reason for not revealing something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either it's a secret, or it is a means of hiding for protection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow or rather, i guess it's a secret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for not telling, it means that the matter is of a deep consideration to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it is inappropriate to tell due to the fear and uncertainty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it makes things more unclear to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, my decisions are clouded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing ever seem to be right for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for misunderstandings appear most often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the revenge goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've thought of stopping after so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm forced to walk on again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most often i'm forced to push things that are most dear to me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this time, though i know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the decision is not mine alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*some things are best left unknown, for curiosity kills the cat*&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/3504035963138943029-6797357934195994352?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6797357934195994352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/curiosity-killed-meagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6797357934195994352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6797357934195994352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/curiosity-killed-meagain.html' title='curiosity killed me...again'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2431996222486561925</id><published>2011-09-24T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T01:59:57.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointments</title><content type='html'>it has been one month and four days since you moved on&lt;div&gt;life has been hectic in this one month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with finals and mid terms, and now assignments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel as if i'm going crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;situation worsen with presence of politics and now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arguments with my best friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things are not going smoothly at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly, everything that im controlling is bursting out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gasping for air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've tolerated enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my resolution to stay focus on my studies have been waivered by two situations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to leave everything again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if people can be selfish, i guess i have to start being that too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i hate that, i really do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like the way im turning into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet certainly, the past is equally terrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been a huge disappointment this month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wish those damn dogs didn't take you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a revenge but i can't do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no rights to deal with another person's life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2431996222486561925?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2431996222486561925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointments_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2431996222486561925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2431996222486561925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointments_24.html' title='disappointments'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4523863784426910944</id><published>2011-08-22T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:33:05.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scholarship offer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrNIpIAXWzg/TlH39CvR_nI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lfOU6QslTmQ/s1600/Image007.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrNIpIAXWzg/TlH39CvR_nI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lfOU6QslTmQ/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643564436151205490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got the scholarship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i wouldn't mind trading the scholarship for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's raining hard now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you must be scared, hungry and cold now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how i wish i have the third eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to see you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4523863784426910944?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4523863784426910944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/scholarship-offer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4523863784426910944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4523863784426910944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/scholarship-offer.html' title='scholarship offer'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrNIpIAXWzg/TlH39CvR_nI/AAAAAAAAAiI/lfOU6QslTmQ/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2892172033844433464</id><published>2011-08-21T16:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:22:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everytime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P200u4vq9Fc/TlDJzJL-ZaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/7WuaMMXVZ-k/s1600/IMG_5059.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P200u4vq9Fc/TlDJzJL-ZaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/7WuaMMXVZ-k/s320/IMG_5059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643232213571888546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house feels so silent now&lt;div&gt;everytime i return home, i expect to see you running towards me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every corner i turn, i expect to see you sleeping there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everywhere i sit, i expect to see you rubbing against me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime it rains, i expect you to run into the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime at 3pm, i expect to hear you calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i look at the garden, i expect to see you there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i look at the car, i expect to see your footprints there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everytime i look, you're not there anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've left peacefully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 years, 15 days, 30 minutes after your son passed away, you left too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2892172033844433464?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2892172033844433464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/everytime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2892172033844433464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2892172033844433464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/everytime.html' title='everytime...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P200u4vq9Fc/TlDJzJL-ZaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/7WuaMMXVZ-k/s72-c/IMG_5059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3688854806699102659</id><published>2011-08-20T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:31:51.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP CHI MI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cu8cuagkVMI/Tk_SSu8X8bI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LLCT1vGDgFU/s1600/IMG_5061.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/-Cu8cuagkVMI/Tk_SSu8X8bI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LLCT1vGDgFU/s320/IMG_5061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642960077399257522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20/8/2011, 11.10pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're the last of our cats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the last descendant of the best ever in the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;may you rest in peace and meet with your 7 sons again. &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&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUCK THE BLOODY DOGS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY CAN ROT IN HELL FOR ALL I CARE!!!&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/3504035963138943029-3688854806699102659?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/3688854806699102659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/rip-chi-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/3688854806699102659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/3688854806699102659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/rip-chi-mi.html' title='RIP CHI MI'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cu8cuagkVMI/Tk_SSu8X8bI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LLCT1vGDgFU/s72-c/IMG_5061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-9208283404114640979</id><published>2011-08-02T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:53:56.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eod6DzwjvRw/TjfJHaA2QHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/m5U6U4Sr5R8/s1600/558115514_0a9b2e3460.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: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eod6DzwjvRw/TjfJHaA2QHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/m5U6U4Sr5R8/s320/558115514_0a9b2e3460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636194587756609650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the while i've been chasing rainbows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the end, i'm still walking by myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now, i've reached my end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet, it's too late...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-9208283404114640979?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/9208283404114640979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/chasing-rainbows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9208283404114640979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9208283404114640979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/08/chasing-rainbows.html' title='chasing rainbows'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eod6DzwjvRw/TjfJHaA2QHI/AAAAAAAAAhw/m5U6U4Sr5R8/s72-c/558115514_0a9b2e3460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1872216105408795801</id><published>2011-07-26T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:19:23.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>i promised myself that things like yesterday will not happen again&lt;div&gt;sadly, it did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall keep this in mind and never bring it up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm as screwed up as ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as lost as ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tired like mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need a damn break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1872216105408795801?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1872216105408795801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1872216105408795801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1872216105408795801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4077247969932974281</id><published>2011-07-26T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:43:41.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody selfish</title><content type='html'>i finally know what's the issue between us&lt;div&gt;it's the fact that you never once bother about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can only think about how much you hurt but not about how much i hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you expect me to be there for you when you need me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when i need you, what happens?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how selfish your life is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you  never bother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all you think is about yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't know what the fuck you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bloody pissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the reason why we break is to put an end to these hard feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i can see now that nothing will change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the end will not come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;congratulations you win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i will not be bothered anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4077247969932974281?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4077247969932974281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/bloody-selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4077247969932974281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4077247969932974281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/bloody-selfish.html' title='bloody selfish'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1884868627018516356</id><published>2011-07-17T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T14:36:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>betrayed</title><content type='html'>never would i thought that i would be betrayed by you&lt;div&gt;you're the last person i expect so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe what they said is right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should move on when it's time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not to linger on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess no matter how much i wanted to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still can't put my stand anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this shall be the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1884868627018516356?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1884868627018516356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/betrayed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1884868627018516356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1884868627018516356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/betrayed.html' title='betrayed'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8566809517513119758</id><published>2011-07-17T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:48:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad dream altogether</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTwVRIZstqY/TiJzjZLkKcI/AAAAAAAAAho/cBOETIcwTDE/s1600/lonely.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: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTwVRIZstqY/TiJzjZLkKcI/AAAAAAAAAho/cBOETIcwTDE/s320/lonely.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630189536058550722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things just doesn't change no matter how much i want it to be&lt;div&gt;i'm still being a nuisance in people's life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hate being a nuisance in people's life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these days have been busy for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i'm running away from reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i love it when i'm busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it makes me feel a lot better than sitting at home with wandering thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently, i had a talk with a new friend of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what he said is right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes we're worth much more than we thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but where do you exactly find someone whom you think is worthy of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in life, there are many pondering moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all stemmed from misunderstandings and perceptions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we thought we know what's best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everything will come crashing down once again when we least expect it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exam's this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have very little intention to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened in my life recently have left me in a daze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still unsure of what i am, what i want, and what i have to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything seems like a bad dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8566809517513119758?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8566809517513119758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/bad-dream-altogether.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8566809517513119758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8566809517513119758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/bad-dream-altogether.html' title='a bad dream altogether'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTwVRIZstqY/TiJzjZLkKcI/AAAAAAAAAho/cBOETIcwTDE/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5900972898419682817</id><published>2011-07-12T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:42:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZD-1AOIdCo/Thxrd4KMrVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cdqGMTGUAFU/s1600/Lonely_Rose_by_Demonmiss27.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: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZD-1AOIdCo/Thxrd4KMrVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cdqGMTGUAFU/s320/Lonely_Rose_by_Demonmiss27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628491795341815122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tonight, i felt empty again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i realised that i'm still hurt when i talk about the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how much i want to forget it, to let it go, i can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if only i can run, i just wish i can run forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cause i'm tired of coping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm tired of struggling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm tired of staying strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just want something to lean onto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how much i lie to myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how much i tell myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm still hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm still surrounded by darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm still lost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5900972898419682817?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5900972898419682817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5900972898419682817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5900972898419682817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-matter.html' title='no matter'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZD-1AOIdCo/Thxrd4KMrVI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cdqGMTGUAFU/s72-c/Lonely_Rose_by_Demonmiss27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-964913419883097453</id><published>2011-07-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:03:18.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqyDbjVh1AY/ThgnLjzS1kI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JC-Ax0tvpKk/s1600/261507_1660943702343_1799702707_1080249_7514753_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: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqyDbjVh1AY/ThgnLjzS1kI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JC-Ax0tvpKk/s320/261507_1660943702343_1799702707_1080249_7514753_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627290813941864002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these two days have been a hard day for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coping with the leaving of my friends is hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought i could cope well but....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday was awesome, sad and tiring day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally my 3 great friends are leaving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's like a dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the time spent with them was precious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet, now,they are already in Australia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully everything turns out well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can hardly sleep last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mind, my thoughts,  my dreams are all filled with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wondering and worrying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's just hope that they are all well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P/s: i learnt that if there's something that does not belong to you, it's about time to let go cause it's just not worth it anymore...&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/3504035963138943029-964913419883097453?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/964913419883097453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/964913419883097453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/964913419883097453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/farewell.html' title='farewell'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqyDbjVh1AY/ThgnLjzS1kI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JC-Ax0tvpKk/s72-c/261507_1660943702343_1799702707_1080249_7514753_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5950599270628447973</id><published>2011-07-07T13:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:17:57.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JKJNC0VmP0/ThVBST31qsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uLjlbhLLcqk/s1600/leaving.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: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JKJNC0VmP0/ThVBST31qsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uLjlbhLLcqk/s320/leaving.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626475092297231042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day.&lt;div&gt;it's just one more day before everyone leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thought of it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a friend, it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what would their girlfriends think? feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's too late to think of the past now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause everything will come to a stop one day later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would everything change after 6 months, after 2 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who else can i call if i feel depressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who else can i call when i need someone to talk to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really hate tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5950599270628447973?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5950599270628447973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5950599270628447973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5950599270628447973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JKJNC0VmP0/ThVBST31qsI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/uLjlbhLLcqk/s72-c/leaving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2551912980539366695</id><published>2011-07-02T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:44:52.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid...</title><content type='html'>ugghh i'm feeling depressed&lt;div&gt;even gay couples can last longer than us =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is really stupid :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2551912980539366695?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2551912980539366695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2551912980539366695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2551912980539366695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/stupid.html' title='stupid...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7091495266450692366</id><published>2011-07-02T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T13:45:51.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first step to the future</title><content type='html'>this coming monday will be the long awaited day of my life&lt;div&gt;that day will be the day where i make a decision for the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sounds scary and yes, it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just never realised how soon it is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and without realising, it's only 2 days away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will this decision be the best one for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i be able to do well after choosing it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to grow up and be mature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm no longer young anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many decisions that i have to make by myself right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and none of it is assured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what saddens me most is i have to leave all my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't imagine life without them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels great to be with them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is really scary &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's just hope that i can do well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-7091495266450692366?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7091495266450692366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-step-to-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7091495266450692366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7091495266450692366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-step-to-future.html' title='first step to the future'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8116078482770261216</id><published>2011-06-28T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:06:05.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;for the first time in my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised that i really do hate someone without realising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet, i thought i have forgiven that person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess i can't do it no matter how hard i wanted to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after nearly two years, this person appeared in front of my eyes again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently, i did not see him and wouldn't have know his existence if my friend had not tell me about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the moment i knew about it, i was really mad and disgusted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding, but i have the urge to attack him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throughout the entire lunch, i forced myself to concentrate on the food and my friend, and not attack him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess this is what happens when you step on my tail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ughhh sickening, annoying, and disgusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding but these were what i was feeling other than mad and provoked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i really regret controlling myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i should just attack him instead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god i managed to calm down with some loud music and speeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding but these two things really make me  feel a lot better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still have a good mind to attack that person....&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/3504035963138943029-8116078482770261216?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8116078482770261216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/unlucky-meeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8116078482770261216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8116078482770261216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/unlucky-meeting.html' title='unlucky meeting'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2158089486355251799</id><published>2011-06-16T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:41:42.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost fairytales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cVVICf36Z4/Tfojvum-jiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HG65NP4saTQ/s1600/Fairytale%2BThinspo4.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: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cVVICf36Z4/Tfojvum-jiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/HG65NP4saTQ/s320/Fairytale%2BThinspo4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618842787970453026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tonight, i do not feel happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fairytales do not happen in my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how realistic it is, it do not happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but once in a while, i wish it do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much longer, do i have to feel sorry for myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much longer, do i have to live with this pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's too late to cut all ties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ties have long vanished&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment everything end, it vanished together too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in this world, i learn not to trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in this world, i told myself not to hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in this world, i learn to be cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in this world, i lost myself once again...&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/3504035963138943029-2158089486355251799?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2158089486355251799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost-fairytales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2158089486355251799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2158089486355251799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost-fairytales.html' title='lost fairytales'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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to....'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5228168646347637538</id><published>2011-06-15T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:14:02.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agony</title><content type='html'>ughhh very very very pissed now&lt;div&gt;don't get it why am i thinking of my friends for whatever i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet they never bother thinking about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn blardy pissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from my work, i smuggle samples to give to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet just because i never go for classes, they don't bother taking notes and slides for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is bloody annoying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignorance is bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ever blame me for being evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, my hand hurts like hell!!! ughhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5228168646347637538?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5228168646347637538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/agony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5228168646347637538'/><link rel='self' 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unsympathetic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got scolded by my dad and he told me that i deserve it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for my mum, she just show me the black face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding, but i swear i will leave this house as soon as i finish studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is no way i'm gonna stay in this miserable house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during work, i made alot of friends and all finds that my house have weird people, something unusual with no family bonds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that, i really agree cause there is definitely no encouragements or positivity in the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saddening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6064797413556102733?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6064797413556102733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/negative-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6064797413556102733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6064797413556102733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/negative-family.html' title='negative family'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4128732701865907593</id><published>2011-06-09T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:32:45.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wish hoping to come true</title><content type='html'>i've sat at my room for the whole day&lt;div&gt;throughout the entire time i cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's too pain to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel it everywhere, physically and mentally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's only a wish i'd like it to come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish that during my operation, something would go wrong and i'll be declared brain dead or death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please, let this wish come true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4128732701865907593?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4128732701865907593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/wish-hoping-to-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4128732701865907593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4128732701865907593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/wish-hoping-to-come-true.html' title='a wish hoping to come true'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6256481626224911265</id><published>2011-06-09T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:02:20.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S: miracle in my life</title><content type='html'>another surgery to be done on monday&lt;br /&gt;why is there endless pain for me in this life?&lt;div&gt;for the past 8 years i have to endure with this pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm 20 and yet, im still not healed from it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to forget other pains that come with this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is so tiring sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im tired of fighting for my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when can i stop fighting for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stop the pain forever?&lt;br /&gt;can't miracle just befall me just like how it was 6 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just need another miracle in my life....&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/3504035963138943029-6256481626224911265?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6256481626224911265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/sos-miracle-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6256481626224911265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6256481626224911265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/sos-miracle-in-my-life.html' title='S.O.S: miracle in my life'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8810793550787675473</id><published>2011-06-06T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:12:41.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty feeling</title><content type='html'>i tried so hard to maintain everything&lt;div&gt;i thought that if i tolerate some more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything will be the same or better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought that if things get better,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we might be back together again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought you still love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everything changed once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it so hard to maintain it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought it could work out once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought it will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why am i being let down once again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i being treated like shit by you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what have i done wrong to deserve all these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8810793550787675473?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8810793550787675473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/shitty-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8810793550787675473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8810793550787675473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/shitty-feeling.html' title='shitty feeling'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5526024968427077198</id><published>2011-06-06T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:06:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trusting the wrong person</title><content type='html'>the reality is cruel&lt;div&gt;all the while, i've been walking alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought you were by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you never have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so why am i hurting so  badly now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what have i done towards you to be treated worse than a dog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're indescribable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what we can talk about anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you stopped convincing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i stopped trusting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's one thing i know for sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're not going back together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's too much hurt to turn back anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;congratulations, you win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was foolish enough to trust you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you must be proud &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/3504035963138943029-5526024968427077198?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5526024968427077198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/trusting-wrong-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5526024968427077198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5526024968427077198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/trusting-wrong-person.html' title='trusting the wrong person'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2804521558401707880</id><published>2011-06-06T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:00:48.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for being an ass</title><content type='html'>after what i've done for you&lt;div&gt;i thought it was worthwhile all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought that if i take all the pains in and kept silent everything would be ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought you would understand me, just like what you claimed to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i put my faith on you, trusted you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't realised that you don't trust me all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never understand me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you prejudiced against me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never think of the reasons behind my action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never think of the pains that i go thru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you&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/3504035963138943029-2804521558401707880?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4669401900705007653</id><published>2011-06-05T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:56:18.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inability to cope</title><content type='html'>the internal struggles are killing me slowly&lt;div&gt;i'm as messed up as ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when will all these end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4669401900705007653?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4669401900705007653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/inability-to-cope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4669401900705007653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4669401900705007653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/inability-to-cope.html' title='inability to cope'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5928813781455050337</id><published>2011-06-03T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:49:08.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first step ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcVMsNRTbRk/Tej0OHdLlqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PosOFPH-iIA/s1600/firstSteps_0095.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/-VcVMsNRTbRk/Tej0OHdLlqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PosOFPH-iIA/s320/firstSteps_0095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614005458874111650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking the first step is never easy&lt;div&gt;first, i broke up with my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second, i decided to choose a major whereby no one i know is taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third, i decided to get separated from my friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fourth, i really have finally took the first step out of the norm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i realised, this is the first time i'm doing things that i really want for myself without caring that much anymore about other people and their views&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe because i don't bother anymore, there's actually no 'feelings' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have to worry about people misunderstanding me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have to worry about people hating me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have to worry about what people think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't have to worry about being judged by people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, am i happy with all these decisions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm starting to lose my friends one by one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm starting to lose the person whom i love slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there might be regretted decisions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but for now, it's too early to judge the current decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, i feel satisfied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm not exactly happy yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these are new to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a tough decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what lays ahead in the future for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to say the truth, i wish some things could be maintained or improved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i realised, it's not up to me to improve it because the decision is still up to that particular individual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's still the individual's future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he cannot put me first in his priority list and learn to make things better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess there's nothing else that i can do anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should i wait?and if i do, how long do i have to wait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything is a first step for me right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the first time, there's no one to back me up anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5928813781455050337?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5928813781455050337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-step-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1375017127740304485</id><published>2011-06-01T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:01:40.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemmas in life</title><content type='html'>it seems that everyone is having a dream&lt;div&gt;they dream of being a dancer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they dream of being in fairytale loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they dream of meeting great korean stars and being recognise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why is it that i no longer have any of these dreams anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used to be crazy over all these things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but suddenly, everything just disappeared where i learnt how cruel the reality can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was i too immature, or that i've just lost hope in everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life from now onwards seems to be a rocky path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deciding majors and determining my future at this time is a pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's dilemma in everything that i decided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will these decisions be the right decisions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in every decision made, there is a outcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but will these outcomes be a good thing for my future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my intuitions seems to have stopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my health seems to have gone worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, i'm very scare right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what decisions do i have to make finally?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will i be successful and happy in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will everything be ok finally?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1375017127740304485?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1457647353646860319</id><published>2011-05-28T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T17:09:33.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that post...</title><content type='html'>apparently, you're the one who could let things go first&lt;div&gt;and i thought i would have done a better job at this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess what i fear has always been right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this, would come one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just a matter of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and right now, it happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading that post, i had a sudden urge to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been so long, yet it seemed to have happened recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life, is just full of pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are many days, where i punished myself by making myself bleed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the pain can't be disguised no matter what i tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sem break is ending soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a new start once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and new problems to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i have a heart like a robot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life would seem much easier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tho' more miserable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1457647353646860319?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1457647353646860319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1457647353646860319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1457647353646860319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-post.html' title='that post...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2451034108352718409</id><published>2011-05-26T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T12:32:27.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facing reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pQP403EMao/Td3XlD57jrI/AAAAAAAAAg0/E_vTdVudr1g/s1600/loneliness_of_soul.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: 300px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pQP403EMao/Td3XlD57jrI/AAAAAAAAAg0/E_vTdVudr1g/s320/loneliness_of_soul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610877742476922546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;days gone by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tears never stop flowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when will everything stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish i could just sleep forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;facing reality is hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish everything could stop right here and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2451034108352718409?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2451034108352718409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/facing-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2451034108352718409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2451034108352718409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/facing-reality.html' title='facing reality'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pQP403EMao/Td3XlD57jrI/AAAAAAAAAg0/E_vTdVudr1g/s72-c/loneliness_of_soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5109864342913138757</id><published>2011-05-24T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:23:50.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays ending</title><content type='html'>holidays ending soon&lt;div&gt;for 3 weeks i've rot at home everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's really killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people have gone and came back from bangkok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the langkawi trip was cancelled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cancelled my job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now considering on cancelling my second job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i've ever done is finished a drama series and a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now starting a new drama series and a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coll's starting soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my stomach have been rumbling everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish i can just get someone to go out with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and eat for the whole damn day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is depressing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how can my hols end just so fast? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5109864342913138757?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3926679389815703511</id><published>2011-05-23T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:40:46.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're just not interested</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;up until now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i understand dy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-3926679389815703511?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/3926679389815703511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7985455865139107266</id><published>2011-05-22T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T01:28:40.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rTPOBTCm0n4/Tdf2QKn_m7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/YmwLlrPOOYg/s1600/32012683_4bc937c980.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rTPOBTCm0n4/Tdf2QKn_m7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/YmwLlrPOOYg/s320/32012683_4bc937c980.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609222618503682994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div id="id_4dd7ed56105288693012156" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t ‘cause I thought I’d be ha&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;ppy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It’s easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don’t have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It’s like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever." Meredith Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3504035963138943029-7985455865139107266?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7985455865139107266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7985455865139107266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7985455865139107266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rTPOBTCm0n4/Tdf2QKn_m7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/YmwLlrPOOYg/s72-c/32012683_4bc937c980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-9092619093356093103</id><published>2011-05-21T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:22:19.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>45 things a girl wants for but wont ask for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; " &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45 things a girl wants for but wont ask for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;1. Touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;2. Actually talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;3. Share secrets with her.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give her your jacket.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you remembering this? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hug her.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hold her.&lt;br /&gt;8. Laugh with her.&lt;br /&gt;9. Invite her somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP READING ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Smile with her.&lt;br /&gt;12. Take pictures with her.&lt;br /&gt;13. Pull her onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back.&lt;br /&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;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you thinking of someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Always hug her and say I love you whenever you see her.&lt;br /&gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;18. Hug her from behind around the waist.&lt;br /&gt;19. Tell her she’s beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One last thing you need to do to show her you actually do mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;22. Tell her she’s your everything - only if you mean it.&lt;br /&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;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;24. Make her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;25. Kiss her in front of OTHER girls you know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US .. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Don’t lie to her.&lt;br /&gt;27. DON’T cheat on her.&lt;br /&gt;28. Take her ANYWHERE she wants.&lt;br /&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;br /&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;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER, BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hold her close when she’s cold so she can hold you too.&lt;br /&gt;32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the cheek; (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;br /&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;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;35. Don’t ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you’re mad. If she’s upset, comfort her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT .. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When people diss her, stand up for her.&lt;br /&gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand.&lt;br /&gt;40. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Call or text her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;br /&gt;43. Take her for long walks at night.&lt;br /&gt;44. Always remind her how much you love her.&lt;br /&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;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-9092619093356093103?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/9092619093356093103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/45-things-girl-wants-for-but-wont-ask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9092619093356093103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9092619093356093103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/45-things-girl-wants-for-but-wont-ask.html' title='45 things a girl wants for but wont ask for.'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1565047906939694095</id><published>2011-05-21T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:23:10.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aJXC-aGYc/TdaYp7dbMSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/V_A5ZOF9asY/s1600/lonely.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: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aJXC-aGYc/TdaYp7dbMSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/V_A5ZOF9asY/s320/lonely.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608838232039698722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tears have dried up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pain has just begun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what lays ahead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it hurts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1565047906939694095?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1565047906939694095/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8aJXC-aGYc/TdaYp7dbMSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/V_A5ZOF9asY/s72-c/lonely.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5783061870966448236</id><published>2011-05-19T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T23:18:52.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hurt</title><content type='html'>just because i didn't say out my hurt&lt;div&gt;it doesn't mean i don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just because i acted like i don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't mean that i don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what came over us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wish we could stop fighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may regret my decision in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i know is that the hurt you're feeling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is no lesser than what i'm feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you've no idea what i felt towards a relationship, towards us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and don't forget, i made the decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before anything gone worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made the decision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: remember what i told you before we were together. you used to know me. now you don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5783061870966448236?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5783061870966448236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5783061870966448236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5783061870966448236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/hurt.html' title='the hurt'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5628527869101241459</id><published>2011-05-19T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:56:15.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total give up</title><content type='html'>you're being a pain in the ass&lt;div&gt;i can't believe those words actually spilled out from your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i take back all my words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're just intolerable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give up&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/3504035963138943029-5628527869101241459?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being with you helps eliminates all my pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're just like my painkiller and antidepressant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything seems fine when i'm with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when i don't, everything seem to be crushing down on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: putting a smile on your face helps hide the pain, but it does not eliminate the pain...this, i learnt it the hard way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-909886361410300085?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7053518261016359500</id><published>2011-05-16T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:06:32.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>i lied...&lt;div&gt;i just want us to be together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but why is it that i don't want it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it fear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or was it due to insecurity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm hurting badly now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will we be together again in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you and that's all i know for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-7053518261016359500?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7053518261016359500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7053518261016359500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7053518261016359500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/aftermath.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4281254109031100624</id><published>2011-05-16T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T16:38:03.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>i know i'm the one whom have made the decision&lt;div&gt;but what i know now is that i miss you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know what's our future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going back with you, i'm scare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want us to be perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we're anything but perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fear i will hurt you once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fear we will hurt each other once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you, i really do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel really empty right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want you by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this the right decision?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4281254109031100624?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4281254109031100624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4281254109031100624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4281254109031100624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3225577256394395225</id><published>2011-05-15T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:57:41.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing post</title><content type='html'>funny that the post those was meant for you went missing&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are we really not meant to be together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-3225577256394395225?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/3225577256394395225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/3225577256394395225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/3225577256394395225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-post.html' title='missing post'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-85921747326466378</id><published>2011-05-12T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:37:02.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, infatuation, lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0v02mfTL1M/Tct_Mc1uUdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/M4ipG_hw0l8/s1600/the_whole_world_in_his_hands_greeting_card-p137399904970735090q6k5_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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0v02mfTL1M/Tct_Mc1uUdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/M4ipG_hw0l8/s320/the_whole_world_in_his_hands_greeting_card-p137399904970735090q6k5_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605714013069398482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;your world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;there's a saying that if you really love someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;there would be no such thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is it true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iakNuRApDNE/Tct-5baIoUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/sCfK8fFXJtg/s1600/300_296559.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: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iakNuRApDNE/Tct-5baIoUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/sCfK8fFXJtg/s320/300_296559.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605713686267732290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love, infatuation, lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;how to determine which is which?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love is accepting everything about a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;infatuation comes quickly&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&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" &gt;lust is just mere satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so what am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZFckGSJ7gc/Tct-uDABM1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/NvAOzVGPdUo/s1600/the_whole_world_in_his_hands_greeting_card-p137399904970735090q6k5_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3504035963138943029-85921747326466378?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/85921747326466378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-infatuation-lust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/85921747326466378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/85921747326466378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-infatuation-lust.html' title='love, infatuation, lust'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0v02mfTL1M/Tct_Mc1uUdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/M4ipG_hw0l8/s72-c/the_whole_world_in_his_hands_greeting_card-p137399904970735090q6k5_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7368865455823618691</id><published>2011-05-11T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:10:46.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the darkness of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3jJ9-5NH8M/Tcq0OgSPPJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HSCZT9OdXeY/s1600/walking%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bdark.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/-D3jJ9-5NH8M/Tcq0OgSPPJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HSCZT9OdXeY/s320/walking%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bdark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605490847493602450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the road seems dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the journey was long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i keep stumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i keep finding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;where is the light?&lt;/span&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;for nights i searched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;for nights i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;for nights i fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the darkness is overwhelming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it's eating me up&lt;/span&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;have you tried walking alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;have you tried living by yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;have you tried cutting yourself from everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;have you tried living your life alone?&lt;/span&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;i guess it's something i have to learn from now on...&lt;/span&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;freedom was something i searched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;freedom was something i thought i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;freedom is something i know i can never attain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;freedom....&lt;/span&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;the day i obtain freedom will be the day i found my light...&lt;/span&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/3504035963138943029-7368865455823618691?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7368865455823618691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/darkness-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7368865455823618691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7368865455823618691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/darkness-of-my-life.html' title='the darkness of my life'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3jJ9-5NH8M/Tcq0OgSPPJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HSCZT9OdXeY/s72-c/walking%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bdark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2800497660216267848</id><published>2011-05-09T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:33:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses and secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSYcAvBwtDk/TcbFk7OcriI/AAAAAAAAAf0/y4_xoMyy-gE/s1600/red%2Brose%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSYcAvBwtDk/TcbFk7OcriI/AAAAAAAAAf0/y4_xoMyy-gE/s320/red%2Brose%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604384024473415202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;roses, flowers, and secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thorns, beauty, and fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i've had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life is unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you may think you have it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one moment, it's all lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mistakes, flings, and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;one thing lead to another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what would the end be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;love, sorrow, and pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;where is the love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;where is the trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;-idonotknowallforonce-&lt;/span&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/3504035963138943029-2800497660216267848?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2800497660216267848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/roses-and-secrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2800497660216267848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2800497660216267848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/roses-and-secrets.html' title='roses and secrets'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSYcAvBwtDk/TcbFk7OcriI/AAAAAAAAAf0/y4_xoMyy-gE/s72-c/red%2Brose%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8000560000346383961</id><published>2011-05-08T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:33:20.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on once again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pL2-JZk8Syg/TcaZ1FZlQzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/NJytuAOKHu0/s1600/walking_alone_by_mashat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pL2-JZk8Syg/TcaZ1FZlQzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/NJytuAOKHu0/s320/walking_alone_by_mashat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604335923570754354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;they told me, it's a wise decision&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me, i should leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;they told me, it's what i ever wanted since long time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me, it's useless to regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, it's a wise decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i told myself, i should leave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, it's for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i told myself, it's useless to regret&lt;br /&gt;i told myself, that if you really give up, i will give up too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i'm coping, and i'm really coping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'd be all lies if i were to tell you that i'm not hurt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'd be all lies if im actually smiling in front of you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'd be all lies if i'm telling you that i'm actually happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;reading back my posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i realised that hurt, comes in all different ways&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a person whom console others over their pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my friend now repays me by consoling me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, it is useless to think back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, it is useless to regret&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is useless to doubt my decision&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is useless to think of 'if'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm sorry i could not be the perfect gf that you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm sorry i can't be the understanding person that you want me to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i can't be the person whom i promised you to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for causing you all the pain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for being selfish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for giving you the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;thanks for all the memories that you gave me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for understanding my dilemma and problems&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being with me for 1.5 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i guess it's time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;if everyone is moving on, why should i stay?&lt;br /&gt;if you're moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;there's no longer a reason for me to stay anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i'm finally obtaining my freedom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i could have a better future&lt;br /&gt;from now on,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;without anymore obligations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;life will be lonely from now on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i no longer have my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i no longer have a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i no longer studying the same course as my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i guess i shall be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; once again....&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's time for me to walk the journey alone once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8000560000346383961?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8000560000346383961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving-on-once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8000560000346383961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8000560000346383961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving-on-once-again.html' title='moving on once again...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pL2-JZk8Syg/TcaZ1FZlQzI/AAAAAAAAAfs/NJytuAOKHu0/s72-c/walking_alone_by_mashat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5157752039263962377</id><published>2011-05-07T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:12:09.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giving up everything...</title><content type='html'>it hurts me to know that you think i'm a control freak&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to know that there's lots of things happened to you&lt;br /&gt;but none you've told me&lt;br /&gt;everytime we argue, you'll said that we should be frank with each other and tell each other everything&lt;br /&gt;but everytime, we failed to do&lt;br /&gt;and i failed to know what happened to you&lt;br /&gt;at least you know part of what happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;life's just so unfair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did you start giving up?&lt;br /&gt;this is the question i wanna ask for long...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5157752039263962377?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5157752039263962377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/giving-up-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5157752039263962377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5157752039263962377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/giving-up-everything.html' title='giving up everything...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-438132538182713243</id><published>2011-05-07T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:06:18.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end...</title><content type='html'>there's no longer a reason for me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done all i can&lt;br /&gt;but there's no way i can help you to improve&lt;br /&gt;pardon me for the decision i made&lt;br /&gt;cause i no longer can find a reason&lt;br /&gt;and you can't give me a reason too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the memories that you've given me&lt;br /&gt;i know how well you treated me, loved me&lt;br /&gt;you've tried your best giving me all i want&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just my fault that i can't be thankful enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts to see that i'm no longer the one that can motivate you&lt;br /&gt;i fear i have not done enough to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;i fear, i can't give you what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we no longer have the communication, the sparks anymore&lt;br /&gt;everything i said to you, fall on deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;everything i did for you, is just a nuisance&lt;br /&gt;we no longer click&lt;br /&gt;we no longer try to work hard for each other anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-438132538182713243?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8678976535220213276</id><published>2011-05-06T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:38:53.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the future...</title><content type='html'>i see things that i shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;i notice things that i shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's leaving&lt;br /&gt;life is all alone once again&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get out of here&lt;br /&gt;i need a vacation badly&lt;br /&gt;i want to leave here&lt;br /&gt;and never return again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your offer was tempting&lt;br /&gt;if i were to accept it, it'll be a bad choice&lt;br /&gt;some things, when it happened&lt;br /&gt;it can't be undo anymore&lt;br /&gt;i learnt this the hard way once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is letting go and forgetting the better way?&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe you can do so&lt;br /&gt;cause i, can never do so no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's gonna happen between us?&lt;br /&gt;it's a subject that both of us avoids&lt;br /&gt;but i, noticed the changes in you&lt;br /&gt;have both of us changed?&lt;br /&gt;what's the future?&lt;br /&gt;will there be one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8678976535220213276?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8678976535220213276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8678976535220213276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8678976535220213276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/future.html' title='the future...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4946221700479090</id><published>2011-05-05T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T00:06:40.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed</title><content type='html'>rose...u changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past may seem bitter&lt;br /&gt;the present may seem better&lt;br /&gt;yet, we always think of the past&lt;br /&gt;hoping to go back to the past&lt;br /&gt;but if we really have the option, that will  be the last thing for us to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past, present, and future&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck nowhere&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost&lt;br /&gt;i need guidance, advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed...too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4946221700479090?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4946221700479090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4946221700479090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4946221700479090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/changed.html' title='changed'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6968694399159267183</id><published>2011-05-04T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:17:50.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's just too boring...</title><content type='html'>exam's over&lt;br /&gt;life's boring&lt;br /&gt;feels like working&lt;br /&gt;but i can't find any work&lt;br /&gt;yet i just need something to distract my mind&lt;br /&gt;my friend said i've been hiding a lot&lt;br /&gt;that i'm not letting go and sharing my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just thinking that i shouldn't let go what i'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;cause certainly, it's just my problems&lt;br /&gt;why should i bother others with my thoughts and my problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;but everyone's busy&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their plans, their obligations&lt;br /&gt;who am i to trouble them?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bored, so depressed&lt;br /&gt;listening to piano songs ain't helping&lt;br /&gt;it's making me more depressed&lt;br /&gt;worst thing? i don't even know why im depressed&lt;br /&gt;i guess life is just too boring&lt;br /&gt;and i felt abandoned&lt;br /&gt;like a dog or cat&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should just find my cat&lt;br /&gt;but she's busy sleeping and jumping :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what's worst in your life?&lt;br /&gt;it's when you're bored and your pet seems to have more things to do than you...&lt;br /&gt;gosh this is depressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last of all,&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my finals&lt;br /&gt;this is shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6968694399159267183?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6968694399159267183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifes-just-too-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFlQK1Sy4Vc/TbHHz85NhnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FIOa3Pmz9tI/s1600/beside-the-beautiful-scenery-708-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFlQK1Sy4Vc/TbHHz85NhnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FIOa3Pmz9tI/s320/beside-the-beautiful-scenery-708-28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598475507131582066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend claimed that my life is a total drama&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if it was quite simple in a way&lt;br /&gt;quite crazy in a way&lt;br /&gt;yet sometimes, like now, i feel as if it's the worse it can happen in my life&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all based on mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm in a good mood,&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if everything is just a game&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the fun, laughter and jest in everything that happens to me&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i can enjoy it and laugh&lt;br /&gt;and though we occassionally meet disasters&lt;br /&gt;yet, the most important thing is to enjoy every part of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i'm in a bad mood.....&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i'm the bad person for everything that happens around me&lt;br /&gt;i'm more alert and more sensitive&lt;br /&gt;and this is exactly the time where i know who cares about me and who don't&lt;br /&gt;at this moment, i definitely know that i certainly have no friends&lt;br /&gt;words are meant to deceive&lt;br /&gt;the word 'friend' literary means 'to use' that person&lt;br /&gt;at this moment of my life where i want someone to hang out with and talk the most, i know there is none&lt;br /&gt;was it me, or was it you?&lt;br /&gt;people whom i'm most close to&lt;br /&gt;people whom i'm not close to&lt;br /&gt;all give me the same response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, life is much easier if you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to justify your actions or words&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to care what others think&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a moment in my life where i wanna stay like this&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna leave, leave this place and go to somewhere new where i know no one&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to a place where i really don't know anyone&lt;br /&gt;from there, i wanna live the life that i've always wanted&lt;br /&gt;i want to live my life the way i want&lt;br /&gt;from there, i will build my life once over&lt;br /&gt;when, will i have the chance?&lt;br /&gt;if i'm to leave, i will not be back for the next 10-20 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam's coming in two days time&lt;br /&gt;yet, maybe due to my mood, i'm certainly not doing any good&lt;br /&gt;at this moment, i feel the stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, if only i could have the freedom and enjoy it alone&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind if i can enjoy it with my bf or anyone&lt;br /&gt;i just need a silent companion&lt;br /&gt;yet, it's impossible to do so&lt;br /&gt;there's too many obligations&lt;br /&gt;life...if only i can enjoy it the way i want....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6748253315718781561?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6748253315718781561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-way-i-want-it-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6748253315718781561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6748253315718781561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-way-i-want-it-to-be.html' title='life, the way i want it to be'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFlQK1Sy4Vc/TbHHz85NhnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/FIOa3Pmz9tI/s72-c/beside-the-beautiful-scenery-708-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-742077485524477254</id><published>2011-04-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:17:19.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;I tear my heart open.&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut.&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much.   &lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real.&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just   to feel. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-742077485524477254?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/742077485524477254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/742077485524477254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlB74cy5sA8/TaB7_K8yibI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rQdBBiXRKVo/s1600/caged-bird-set-free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlB74cy5sA8/TaB7_K8yibI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rQdBBiXRKVo/s320/caged-bird-set-free.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593607062395455922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"A life without cause is a life without effect."&lt;br /&gt;Barbarella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why, does my life is so full of cause and effect that it's so hard to overcome it?&lt;br /&gt;and why, is it that i should be the one that cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's time to let go of everything?&lt;br /&gt;can i do it?&lt;br /&gt;at least i have to do it for now,&lt;br /&gt;for my future's sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5518595570503202116?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5518595570503202116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-and-effect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5518595570503202116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5518595570503202116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-and-effect.html' title='cause and effect'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlB74cy5sA8/TaB7_K8yibI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rQdBBiXRKVo/s72-c/caged-bird-set-free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6095751111393627173</id><published>2011-04-09T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:46:05.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATED</title><content type='html'>FRUSTRATED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;whole day dying to go out and i cant!!!&lt;br /&gt;then exam's just round the corner and yet because of some shit i was forced to pick up, i can't concentrate on my damn studies now&lt;br /&gt;been trying BLARDY hard to find for someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;but one by one BLARDY selfish and ignore!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;worse? my bf is one of THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;great, a breakup please i'm tired of relationships and idiots and bastards!!!&lt;br /&gt;hate it when SELFISH people expect me to talk to them and understand&lt;br /&gt;and when it comes to my TURN, one by one IGNORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK UP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6095751111393627173?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6095751111393627173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/frustrated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6095751111393627173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6095751111393627173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/frustrated.html' title='FRUSTRATED'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7228088665390705500</id><published>2011-04-06T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T20:47:58.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foregone opportunities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn0YarWztKA/TZxg0i_CCAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/M8H8hxJG2ic/s1600/1272848466_470x353_spain-2010-scenery-desktop-wallpapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn0YarWztKA/TZxg0i_CCAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/M8H8hxJG2ic/s320/1272848466_470x353_spain-2010-scenery-desktop-wallpapers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592451293147957250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels as if my life is quite miserable&lt;br /&gt;why do i always realise something when it's coming to an end?&lt;br /&gt;those foregone opportunities, it hurts&lt;br /&gt;and it destroys me altogether.....&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna live with this?&lt;br /&gt;it'll just hunt me once again&lt;br /&gt;and yet my life lay long ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna cope with it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-7228088665390705500?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7228088665390705500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/foregone-opportunities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7228088665390705500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7228088665390705500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/foregone-opportunities.html' title='foregone opportunities'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gn0YarWztKA/TZxg0i_CCAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/M8H8hxJG2ic/s72-c/1272848466_470x353_spain-2010-scenery-desktop-wallpapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2750836819960452756</id><published>2011-04-03T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:35:45.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know</title><content type='html'>i don't know where we're going&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know who we are....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2750836819960452756?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2750836819960452756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2750836819960452756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2750836819960452756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-know.html' title='i don&apos;t know'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2635203161513503377</id><published>2011-03-31T15:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:20:47.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying...</title><content type='html'>have you ever felt so low in your life?&lt;br /&gt;have you ever lost all your confidence in your life?&lt;br /&gt;people used to tell me that i shouldn't keep everything inside&lt;br /&gt;but to share it in order to feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, why, when i decided to share it, i felt as if people are saying im being a pessimist?&lt;br /&gt;why, then people will say that i'm just being silly&lt;br /&gt;then to ask me to forget it and concentrate on myself, my studies?&lt;br /&gt;and worse, why do i feel bad saying out what i'm thinking?&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i've done a wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;i just hope people won't take what i said wrongly&lt;br /&gt;and i just hope people would once consider of my true feelings in matters&lt;br /&gt;i just have a strong curiosity in life, in people&lt;br /&gt;to me, curiosity makes me learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why, again, do i feel so low in my life?&lt;br /&gt;at moments when i need someone to talk to, no one is there&lt;br /&gt;and i can never have the chance to find for people to talk to&lt;br /&gt;cause, the ones i usually tell, i fear if i talk more, they'll start turning away&lt;br /&gt;yet those, that i think might understand, i fear they'll judge me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made up my mind, i do&lt;br /&gt;but i'm trying hard to keep it to myself&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying my best&lt;br /&gt;i'm really trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe what others said is right&lt;br /&gt;i do care a lot about others, about what they'll think and react&lt;br /&gt;i've never once care for myself&lt;br /&gt;but i feel that if i can solve other's problems, i can solve my own too&lt;br /&gt;do i really care too much about others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is simple&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow or other, my mind would wonder off&lt;br /&gt;then things would involve others too&lt;br /&gt;i never have the confidence to ignore others&lt;br /&gt;i can't ignore others&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to know others are hurting&lt;br /&gt;but who's there to heal me when i'm hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been slacking alot&lt;br /&gt;my studies are suffering&lt;br /&gt;from a teacher, i'm now a student to my student&lt;br /&gt;it's depressing&lt;br /&gt;yet, i'm still struggling hard to get out of all these&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2635203161513503377?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2635203161513503377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/trying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2635203161513503377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2635203161513503377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/trying.html' title='trying...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6333511661768192859</id><published>2011-03-29T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:24:04.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REu1INy3LBo/TZHrS0tB4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WXFTfLwhzKU/s1600/MS-Found-in-a-Bottle-793758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REu1INy3LBo/TZHrS0tB4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WXFTfLwhzKU/s320/MS-Found-in-a-Bottle-793758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589507321161179170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's an illusion&lt;br /&gt;i know you're a dream that i can never get&lt;br /&gt;i know reality hits one day&lt;br /&gt;but why do i hurt once again when i know you're 'there' again?&lt;br /&gt;it's not wrong for you to be there&lt;br /&gt;you have your obligations&lt;br /&gt;i have mine&lt;br /&gt;but why do i hurt once again to know you're not there for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest nightmare, it came true&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could get a perfect advice&lt;br /&gt;how i wish someone could understand how i feel&lt;br /&gt;how i wish someone could lend a hand to me&lt;br /&gt;to help me&lt;br /&gt;drag me out of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not emotionless like what others think&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not&lt;br /&gt;i'm human too&lt;br /&gt;why can't anyone treat me like one?&lt;br /&gt;i do feel upset and disappointed too&lt;br /&gt;but why is it no one took notice of it?&lt;br /&gt;why, do people always think that i can handle it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, i'm suffering too&lt;br /&gt;all i need is some understanding, help and compassion&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i'm always the one understanding and helping&lt;br /&gt;but none to appear when i need it most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish it never happened&lt;br /&gt;how i wish it was alright between us&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you never started it&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i'd never get to know you&lt;br /&gt;how i wish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what goes around doesn't come around&lt;br /&gt;this is what i've learnt throughout my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-6333511661768192859?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6333511661768192859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6333511661768192859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6333511661768192859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-i-wish.html' title='how i wish...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REu1INy3LBo/TZHrS0tB4CI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WXFTfLwhzKU/s72-c/MS-Found-in-a-Bottle-793758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4679876648401631398</id><published>2011-03-23T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T20:46:41.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contaminated</title><content type='html'>been busy and still am busy&lt;br /&gt;all assignment due dates are back to back&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i do not have the motivation to do any, to study or to do my homework&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if my life is empty&lt;br /&gt;i feel more freedom&lt;br /&gt;yet there are still some unsolved issues&lt;br /&gt;i guess i still need some time to think, to solve my issues&lt;br /&gt;but where should i start from?&lt;br /&gt;it's too late isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;once again, im contaminated and lost....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4679876648401631398?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4679876648401631398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/contaminated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4679876648401631398'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;i'm feeling tired&lt;br /&gt;lots of things are going on&lt;br /&gt;in less than a month's time, finals is approaching&lt;br /&gt;yet in between, i'll have quiz and assignment due dates&lt;br /&gt;3 assignments and tho it's easy and proceeding&lt;br /&gt;yet i feel as if i don't have much time left&lt;br /&gt;feels as if i'm slacking&lt;br /&gt;somewhere inside me, it feels painful too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm coping, i'm really coping&lt;br /&gt;but i'm tired of pretending&lt;br /&gt;but if i don't people will judge me by saying i'm a mood spoiler&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, i really hope that people would once treat me as a human&lt;br /&gt;understand how i feels&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, treat me like a female&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of being the tough image where everyone sees me as&lt;br /&gt;being a lil girly and people shall say i'm flirting or hyper&lt;br /&gt;it's so tiring to pretend at times&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just wonder whether i'll be an actress in the future&lt;br /&gt;haha, how ironic :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-569090094236862372?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/569090094236862372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/meddled-and-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/569090094236862372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/569090094236862372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/meddled-and-tired.html' title='meddled and tired'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-4709255044184479957</id><published>2011-03-04T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:27:58.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today...a day</title><content type='html'>today, was the first time we talked so much to each other face to face&lt;br /&gt;today, was also the first time we went to an arcade and play together&lt;br /&gt;today, after so long, was the day you fulfilled your promise to bring me for a pizza treat&lt;br /&gt;today, after so long, was the day you hug me and i actually felt warmed&lt;br /&gt;today, was also the day we fight and no longer talk anymore&lt;br /&gt;today, i felt sadden and my heart hurts&lt;br /&gt;today, once again, i long for a love where i can be taken care of well&lt;br /&gt;today, once again, i long for a love that could make me smile&lt;br /&gt;today, i really miss that love (will i get it back?)&lt;br /&gt;too bad, today, i realised it's over and i could never get it back anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-4709255044184479957?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/4709255044184479957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/todaya-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4709255044184479957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/4709255044184479957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/todaya-day.html' title='today...a day'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8790318473250133452</id><published>2011-03-04T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T20:00:37.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want is to leave...</title><content type='html'>some things doesn't change&lt;br /&gt;and it never will&lt;br /&gt;this world, is full of judgemental people&lt;br /&gt;and i, am one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my intuitions was right&lt;br /&gt;maybe for once again, i've made the wrong choice&lt;br /&gt;i thought today will be a good day&lt;br /&gt;i didn't put too much hopes in it&lt;br /&gt;but childishness, it really gets on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;from today onwards, i will cease my contact with you&lt;br /&gt;afterall, if i don't start this step&lt;br /&gt;it never will and history will repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i feel like starting my life all over again&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet new people&lt;br /&gt;to know new people&lt;br /&gt;and to love new people&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life, it's good to know people whom you totally don't know&lt;br /&gt;cause then you'll never judge anyone&lt;br /&gt;or put hopes on anyone&lt;br /&gt;and you'll have the freedom of life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can leave this country&lt;br /&gt;away from everyone&lt;br /&gt;and start anew :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8790318473250133452?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8790318473250133452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-i-want-is-to-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8790318473250133452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/8790318473250133452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-i-want-is-to-leave.html' title='all i want is to leave...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2999959465293251142</id><published>2011-02-15T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:23:43.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6s1yWyVN6tc/TVqaJlZE4WI/AAAAAAAAAe0/zHYEXOwtoLI/s1600/broken-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6s1yWyVN6tc/TVqaJlZE4WI/AAAAAAAAAe0/zHYEXOwtoLI/s320/broken-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573936978271199586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all over from today onwards&lt;br /&gt;never have i been disappointed so much&lt;br /&gt;i expected a reason for this behaviour today&lt;br /&gt;you lied to me&lt;br /&gt;you PURPOSELY refuse to answer my 40 calls and smses&lt;br /&gt;you never once think about how i feel&lt;br /&gt;you never care&lt;br /&gt;yet you blamed me for not understanding you&lt;br /&gt;i tried asking everything i can&lt;br /&gt;yet you're the one whom hides everything from me&lt;br /&gt;15 months of relationship is actually all lies&lt;br /&gt;there's no trust, no understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're back to square one&lt;br /&gt;give me a reason not to break&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer find the reason to maintain it anymore&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer convince myself to not break&lt;br /&gt;my instinct told me that this decision will be a wrong decision since the starting&lt;br /&gt;yet i ignore it&lt;br /&gt;this is what i got in the end for ignoring my instinct&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired&lt;br /&gt;6 years of pain, only to let it happen again&lt;br /&gt;i've put all the efforts i can&lt;br /&gt;yet i know, this time is different&lt;br /&gt;there's no longer any resistance from you&lt;br /&gt;nor there is from me&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's really the time to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;i'm upset, disappointed&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2999959465293251142?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2999959465293251142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/02/15-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2999959465293251142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2999959465293251142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/02/15-months.html' title='15 months'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6s1yWyVN6tc/TVqaJlZE4WI/AAAAAAAAAe0/zHYEXOwtoLI/s72-c/broken-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5051892599064392896</id><published>2011-02-14T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:31:48.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL5LYDBMS0w/TVk1hrnkXiI/AAAAAAAAAes/1l-uv0xMN4Y/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zL5LYDBMS0w/TVk1hrnkXiI/AAAAAAAAAes/1l-uv0xMN4Y/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573544866608340514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's Valentine's Day today&lt;br /&gt;it's my first time celebrating&lt;br /&gt;i got a wonderful expensive gift from my darling&lt;br /&gt;but it makes me guilty!!&lt;br /&gt;cause i gave him something useful but not as expensive as what he gave me&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope you like it...do you daryl?? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm exam's coming soon&lt;br /&gt;prom is this friday&lt;br /&gt;my bf's exam is this saturday&lt;br /&gt;my exam is next wednesday&lt;br /&gt;oh stress stressss&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;if i can teach my bf, then i'm sacrificing my future&lt;br /&gt;but if i don't help him, i'll feel damn guilty&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;all i can hope is that he'll really work hard himself&lt;br /&gt;and treat all his studies with passion and seriousness&lt;br /&gt;afterall, he's already 20 years old..&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible that at this age he should still be spoon fed right?&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, all these are getting on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to stop playing games now&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying hard to stop it&lt;br /&gt;but...sometimes i really need entertainment &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm heading the advice by my friend's ex&lt;br /&gt;it has been so long where there's someone whom can motivate me&lt;br /&gt;i love that feeling&lt;br /&gt;it's a feeling where you feel happy and motivated to study&lt;br /&gt;it's a positive encouragement and i constantly do need encouragement when it comes to study&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can find someone who's near to me where i can obtain encouragements like this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck to myself :D&lt;br /&gt;hwaiting!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5051892599064392896?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5051892599064392896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1203717415311614205</id><published>2011-02-08T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:10:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TVEym-dY3sI/AAAAAAAAAek/XJpo3RKaHHA/s1600/167459_480396384351_664089351_5988116_6926495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TVEym-dY3sI/AAAAAAAAAek/XJpo3RKaHHA/s320/167459_480396384351_664089351_5988116_6926495_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571289859216694978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have gone back to normal right now&lt;br /&gt;it seems nice...yet...i feel as if there's something behind this calm&lt;br /&gt;certainly, i'm thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;but you can't blame me for being cautious&lt;br /&gt;either way, i'm too harrassed to think bout these right now&lt;br /&gt;exam is in 2 weeks time and my prom is in one week's time&lt;br /&gt;everyone has planned everything, well except me&lt;br /&gt;i have friends who could help me out through my troubles&lt;br /&gt;yet, i feel as if i have the obligation to stick to my group unless they request not to&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i'm not appreciating my friend's help but....&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno how to explain it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wonder, is it a good thing to tell someone about what is going on in ur mind??&lt;br /&gt;with the current people that i'm hanging out with now, it seems that none would think from the opposite's position but based on their own rights&lt;br /&gt;none would actually bother to think what's actually bothering me, yet they would like to ask&lt;br /&gt;when i tell, they said i'm being paranoid and give me the 'look'&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of facing the 'look' all the time&lt;br /&gt;maybe, maybe it's time that i should shut my mouth on everything...including to my bf since really, none understands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to find my peace for long&lt;br /&gt;yet, i've tried all and what i could get is only temporary peace&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, after the holidays, i feel tired once again&lt;br /&gt;i feel that it's really a hard thing communicating with friends&lt;br /&gt;when i do not communicate, they asked me whether i'm ok&lt;br /&gt;when i said i am, they don't believe&lt;br /&gt;but when i do communicate, they ignored and give the 'look'  to me&lt;br /&gt;when i get new friends or talk to some people only, they say i'm playing politics&lt;br /&gt;what do they actually want from me?&lt;br /&gt;or is it that i've tolerate too much?&lt;br /&gt;but to me, this is actually nothing&lt;br /&gt;i totally can understand if any of them are having the same situation&lt;br /&gt;i give them their space and be right by their side&lt;br /&gt;but why does all these feel as if it's all one sided?&lt;br /&gt;sadly, no one agrees anymore&lt;br /&gt;no one understands anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, maybe it's best that i shut myself up once again&lt;br /&gt;maybe, maybe i should just ignore everything including others' feelings&lt;br /&gt;maybe, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;maybe.............&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;i really don't....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1203717415311614205?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1203717415311614205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5165597733253381764</id><published>2011-02-04T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:20:14.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>the memories lay fresh in my mind&lt;br /&gt;being the one whom stayed by your side at all times&lt;br /&gt;you left me to pursue your dreams&lt;br /&gt;the unspoken language between us was still left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;you, being the one whom left&lt;br /&gt;has an unknown future that lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;while i, was abandoned at the same place&lt;br /&gt;you and i, we're different&lt;br /&gt;you have a dream to pursue&lt;br /&gt;and you left without hesitation&lt;br /&gt;while i, was left to pick up the memories&lt;br /&gt;seeing the same routine&lt;br /&gt;but without you&lt;br /&gt;slowly, everyone's leaving&lt;br /&gt;while i, still being here to do what i should do&lt;br /&gt;will there be anymore future between us?&lt;br /&gt;the world's so big&lt;br /&gt;is there a chance where we might meet again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, it was the last time you and i talked&lt;br /&gt;that day, it was the last time you and i exchanged a glance&lt;br /&gt;that day you left, i was all alone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5165597733253381764?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5165597733253381764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/02/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5165597733253381764'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUuaI4vr3MI/AAAAAAAAAec/IIf8DuiT6Yw/s1600/istockphoto_8897680-the-year-of-rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUuaI4vr3MI/AAAAAAAAAec/IIf8DuiT6Yw/s320/istockphoto_8897680-the-year-of-rabbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569714841635773634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be my second Chinese New Year post if I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;This year, I've no idea what's ahead&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be about my zodiac this year as none can be seen or heard on the television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as usual, Chinese New Year's eve was spent eating lunch at my grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other normal families which have reunion dinner, mine, we have lunch&lt;br /&gt;At night, again as usual, my mum would cook fried mee hoon&lt;br /&gt;I feel that as if Chinese New Year is just like any other day&lt;br /&gt;It brings no special routines or anything, except for the sounds of fireworks around me&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the death of my grandmother, CNY is nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times when I can go back hometown, play with my cousins and her friends, and cycle on the empty roads&lt;br /&gt;Even if there are people of cars, they treat you politely and sometimes, even talked to you if they recognised you&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have four cars that can take me back home&lt;br /&gt;But I've got on none&lt;br /&gt;My mum refused to go back as she claimed that her mum is no longer there&lt;br /&gt;There's no longer a reason to go back&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thinking, why can't go back and reminisce on the memories?&lt;br /&gt;Even her dead mother would have love that&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, my mum is still living in denial&lt;br /&gt;I miss hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of Chinese New Year, I spent it at home whole day&lt;br /&gt;Playing Plant vs. Zombies and doing Stats homework&lt;br /&gt;My parents went out with friends&lt;br /&gt;And so did my sis and bro&lt;br /&gt;I was left alone at home, ordering McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Chinese New Year&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling well with hints of cramps&lt;br /&gt;Due to the painkiller took, I'm now in dazed&lt;br /&gt;Though they say it's necessary to stay happy and upbeat during CNY,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feeling down&lt;br /&gt;The childhood of the memories of CNY, I can no longer get it back&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to grow up&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems fun and happy anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy Chinese New Year people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-52999733070808635?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUuaI4vr3MI/AAAAAAAAAec/IIf8DuiT6Yw/s72-c/istockphoto_8897680-the-year-of-rabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-5032750439490896346</id><published>2011-01-29T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T18:30:15.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset on my birthday</title><content type='html'>it's my birthday today&lt;br /&gt;i was in a good mood and relaxing happily at home&lt;br /&gt;i feel alot better compared to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;up to the point that i know it's pointless and useless for me to think or care anymore about my bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i'm gonna downgrade my friends from close friends to hi-bye friends&lt;br /&gt;cause i realised they no longer take me as a friend anymore&lt;br /&gt;so what's the point for me to care and think so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until my friend called me out for lunch&lt;br /&gt;i thought just out lunch with him and enjoy since i didn't go anywhere today&lt;br /&gt;plus it has been a long time since we go out together&lt;br /&gt;then when we're out, he said something about my 'close' friend&lt;br /&gt;then i start to emo again..&lt;br /&gt;hiahz i guess it's really not easy to forget something&lt;br /&gt;i feel very tired when i think back on them&lt;br /&gt;out of the entire gang, only one bothered to call me to wish me&lt;br /&gt;which is also the one that i scolded&lt;br /&gt;yet the one that i considered close, just sms me a Happy Birthday notice&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess something is better than nothing&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea what came over her&lt;br /&gt;it's so weird...&lt;br /&gt;i'm upset again :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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birthday'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7032130625371650850</id><published>2011-01-28T16:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:02:15.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUKDx44f6OI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/O11O638c0bw/s1600/tears2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUKDx44f6OI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/O11O638c0bw/s320/tears2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567156982489540834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a nice show today, called Shaolin. In the show, there are many elements of Buddhism and it reminds me of my past. It has been ages since I last stepped foot into a temple and pray with others. Tho I don't have the intention to pray last time, but I do at the sidelines subconsciously. It seems that those prayers have been naturally inculcated in my mind as I do not know how to read Chinese since young. If I do not pray along, I will feel guilty and hurt. Since young, I have been wondering why. Maybe in my previous life I have committed too many sins to cause me to have what I have today. For a normal person at my age, many don't undergo the pains that I've undergone. Due to this, many aren't able to understand my feelings and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, I'm not a person who can express my feelings easily. However, when I talk, I always felt as if I've let on too much of myself. After that, I will automatically distance myself from my friends because I felt exposed, naked. However, according to my friends, they've always find me as a quiet person who doesn't let go much about myself. But in my case, I felt insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the show today, sometimes I wonder, whether is it true about what people said about me since young. That I will be a nun. It seems that it might be true, tho I'll never know where I got the courage to do so. Since young, I've been disappointed and hurt badly. Each time, I will wish that I'll gain inner peace, away from all the hurts and pains inflicted on myself and others. I can't bear to see others being hurt and I'd rather I'm the one whom is being hurt. Maybe that's why I'm always willing to help my friends who have been hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always seem easy to help others because I'm always seeing from the outter perspective. But why, when I'm hurt, I'm always blinded? There are many times when I confided in others. But why is it that many people ask me to move on and forget it? I don't need those advices. I just need someone to understand. However, many people don't. They'll just think that I'm being paranoid. Is it wrong to feel insecure and hurt? Is it wrong for me to tell others about my insecurities? If I could handle it by myself, I wouldn't have taken the trouble to find people and confide in them isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I'm always willing to help my friends? It's because I understands the pain they're going through. However, when I'm hurt, who understands me? No one. Not even the person whom I trusted and care the most for, my friends. They just ignore. And in this case, worse, they think that I'm the cause of the politics that is going on in the group. Tho now that it's all good, however, their feelings are still the same. And I'm being more and more neglected each day. I confided in two persons whom I trusted and expected to understand me the most. But I was disappointed. Not only the first ignored me, but the latter accused me of being the cause of the politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I feel as if my life has just ended that way. I no longer know who to turn to. Both my best friends couldn't understand me, and my boyfriend thinks that I should get over it. If I could forget it, I wouldn't end up to be what I am today. The thing I fear most in the world is to be neglected and misunderstood. Now, I'm facing both. And I fear I might be having my depression back again. It hurts. If I have the choice, I wouldn't want to return to that path. I've wasted most of my childhood due to depression. I can trust no one and be happy. I even forgot everything. But now, history is repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my birthday. Tho I've never put much hopes on my birthday, but dunno why, I'm feeling more upset this year. Nothing good happens on my birthday. Every year, I will be disappointed. Up to the point that I always tell myself to forget it cause there's nothing good to celebrate. Humans are born to survive and it's a sin. Cause humans are always being hurt, or hurting others. Why? I just wish that God would grant my wish and let me die within these seven days. I feel as if I can no longer cope with my life anymore. I no longer know what I'm capable of and I no longer know what I'll do after these seven days.It's unlikely that things will all change in these seven days. But I hope if I do still live on, after these seven days, I hope my life will take a turn to be better. Because I'm tired. I just want a peaceful life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-7032130625371650850?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/7032130625371650850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7032130625371650850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/7032130625371650850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/disappointment.html' title='disappointment'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TUKDx44f6OI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/O11O638c0bw/s72-c/tears2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-9147139583380125479</id><published>2011-01-26T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:07:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double-crosser</title><content type='html'>i had a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;in my nightmare, my friends were treating me as cold as they were treating me now&lt;br /&gt;not in my life would i thought that my so called close friend is a double-crosser&lt;br /&gt;yes, people said life goes on and it's better to forgive&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying but i feel as if i've been taken advantage on&lt;br /&gt;how could they do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;yes, the situation is improving by 3% now&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help but lost the trust&lt;br /&gt;it's said to trust your feelings when you're deciding whether to continue with this kind of people&lt;br /&gt;but to say the truth, my gut told me to leave and forget&lt;br /&gt;yet, i know i might regret in the future&lt;br /&gt;i will leave when it's time&lt;br /&gt;but i guess in this 3 months time, i'll have to stay&lt;br /&gt;cause tho after what they have done to me,&lt;br /&gt;i still can't bear to see the group being separated&lt;br /&gt;there is no longer any trusts between the members anymore&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wasn't the only one whom was hurt in the process&lt;br /&gt;we'd communicate&lt;br /&gt;but i know that is what everyone wants and think to do&lt;br /&gt;but whether it's sincere...&lt;br /&gt;most of them think only about the group assignment and their own personal benefit&lt;br /&gt;i feel like talking to the guy in my group cause he knows how i feel&lt;br /&gt;but i see that he's also one of them whom have made me lost my trust&lt;br /&gt;what else can i talk to them?&lt;br /&gt;i no longer can trust anyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-9147139583380125479?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/9147139583380125479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/double-crosser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9147139583380125479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/9147139583380125479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/double-crosser.html' title='double-crosser'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-6088494910765049981</id><published>2011-01-26T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:11:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal by friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TT_XJ_MWP_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/M8GNbANMzVg/s1600/betrayed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TT_XJ_MWP_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/M8GNbANMzVg/s320/betrayed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566404231035240434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hardest thing in this world is to be eliminated by the person whom you love and trust the most without a reason. Worse part is, after all the efforts that have been put into the 'crisis', they turn around and stab you in return; attacking you at the moment where you're most defendless without your knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation started with a couple whom have broke up but refuse to leave each other. They fight everyday, creating tensions and concerns among the group. The females were wondering why the female lead has not told them about the problem as they were a gang and close friends. Later on, i, as the observant, found out what happened from a third party. Due to some misunderstanding, the female lead misunderstood that i was the one whom told then entire gang about what happened. It wasn't me but the male lead and a third party whom told the group and other people. However, i didn't think the situation was severe because we're a gang. So why bother hiding? Isn't a group of friends should share their problems? If you're not willing to share, then don't ever let others see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend misunderstood me and i didn't tell anyone about the situation. I kept my mouth close but told my other female friends to talk to her instead because 'i suspect there is a probem with her relationship with her bf;. Slowly, i didn't realise that i was losing my friends. Yet all the while i was concentrating on helping the female lead to overcome her problem. I didn't realise that my friends has started to ignore me and suddenly everyone turned against me. I have no idea what i have done wrong. If asking others to help lessen my friend's burden is a wrong thing to do, then i really don't know what is right. And since i was misunderstood, i was never in the position to know anything about her. Slowly, they started hiding things from me. Even from my friend, the one whom i care and trust the most. I believe she will be able to see the situation and understand me. Yet, she also walked away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite what others said, i believe that my close friend is innocent. I believe that she understands me. I believed that she won't turn against me for whatever rumors she heard. I've known her for quite long and i care for her. Some people told me that she's only using me as i was always available for help. But i guess i was taken advantage. I told others that i don't mind if she's just using me. What i worry is her future and i do not want to see her in the slums again. Yet, this is what happened to me, for caring too much.  The situation worsen. Slowly, i realised that i no longer can convince anyone that i'm innocent. Worse is i never know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group was separated mentally as the situation worsen. My close friend which claimed that she was neutral and 'don't wanna care' suddenly turn against others members too. She ignored everyone but to talk only to the female lead. She even started hiding matters from me. Yet i believed that she has her reason for doing so and she would never hurt me. Other people started noticing the situation in our gang and they told me what they have observed. Slowly, i see it more and more clearly that everyone in the group was affected. As the situation worsen and i see other members have lost their confidence, i told them that it's not the females' fault. Instead i told them to try to see the situation from the females' point of view. I told them that their attitudes have a reason/reasons. But other members took what i said as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is the reason&lt;/span&gt;' instead of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this might be why they are behaving that way&lt;/span&gt;'. They misunderstood everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When college starts, i can see that each of us are hoping that the situation will improve. My close friend told me that the female lead is coping well and i heard from a third party that she will try to talk to her ex and other members. I can see that she was trying hard. For a person whom has ignored me for the past 6 months, she started talking to me again. I was shocked. The observers too. And my close friend told me that she felt guilty and bad that our group has split and she will try to make the group better again. Yet when the female lead started to change, my close friend also changed, in a way where she totally ignore others and me, creating the tension again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected this to happen. I felt very stress. There are many things that are going on in my mind. I have matters to worry about instead of the friendship between these 5 people. Yet no one bother to take concern on me. Yesterday, the male lead confronted my close friend on why she wanna play politics among us. She said that she didn't but it was me and the female lead. For a person whom claimed that the female lead is her close friend, why would she say that? For a person whom claimed that she's innocent, why would she play the psychology test on us by rotating between me and the female lead, treating us with sudden hot and cold passion? But then again, who, afterall, when confronted will admit that they are the culprit? Yet they can treat me so well all of a sudden yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only till last night i realised that my efforts have all been dumped into the bin. For all the while, i have told and convinced the male lead to understand the situation. But he took everything that i've said as the true answer to the problem. After what they told him yesterday, he blamed me for backstabbing the group. He blamed me for 'playing politics' in the group. I was so hurt. It's not like he didn't know that i cared for the group so much. He knows the pain that i've gone through yet he told me to ignore them. But i couldn't and can never ignore them cause i worry and care for the female lead, my so called close friend and the group. I didn't want us to separate just because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male lead has never thought that the culprit whom cause this thing is him. I didn't blame him. I told him all of us will understand and we will try to make the situation better. But i really didn't know that he and the others will turn around and stab me and put all the blames on me when i was the one who is worrying and trying to help the group. Never has i felt such strong betrayal in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday onwards, i realised that maybe, maybe i should just leave. I'm feeling very tired. I didn't expect my efforts to be appreciated but i expected them to know my efforts and do something from it. Not turning around, blaming me for everything and then pretend as if nothing had happened. When they need me the most, i was there for them. Always. But when i need them the most, they just never listen but to ignore or else, tell me to forget it. If i could forget things so easily, would i ever turn to you people and ask for help? Why would i bother to waste my time worrying bout problems and talking to them if i can solve the problems by myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that i really do not want to care anymore. To be with a group that only cares bout their own problems, and later put the blame on me for everything, i know they are really not my friends. If they are my friends, they will be able to see the pains that im going thru. But no, they do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend of mine told me that real friends are not those that you need to hang out with for long or talk to to know what is bugging them. Real friends are not those that leaves you when you have problems. And real friends are certainly not those that judge matters by its cover and ignore you when they hear a rumor about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto in life since young was not to judge a book by its cover, not to prejudice against others, and not to take rumors as truths. Whatever others told me, i will find for the truth before making up my mind about a person. In this situation here, i guess i finally found the answer that i was searching for. It just saddens me that for a bunch of people whom i cared most, they would misunderstand me hurt me without finding the truth. If they really cared about me, they wouldn't have done this to me. I know the adult world is scary and lonely and anytime will be stabbed by others, but i really didn't expect this from the bunch of friends whom i've known and hang out together for nearly everyday for more than 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because i kept my mouth shut, it doesn't mean that i was not affected by the situation. I feel as if i've been wrongly blamed for a thing that i've never done. And it ain't feel nice. At all.&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/3504035963138943029-6088494910765049981?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/6088494910765049981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/betrayal-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6088494910765049981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/6088494910765049981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/betrayal-by.html' title='Betrayal by friends'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TT_XJ_MWP_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/M8GNbANMzVg/s72-c/betrayed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8514096666000146972</id><published>2011-01-20T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:25:49.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having too much of everything makes you an unappreaciative person</title><content type='html'>it's public holiday..&lt;br /&gt;had a great time with family&lt;br /&gt;yet it seems as if im faking everything&lt;br /&gt;i no longer know what to do with my life&lt;br /&gt;why does a small matter seem to bother me so much?&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when im being influenced so much&lt;br /&gt;i know it's time to be myself&lt;br /&gt;but i just couldn't bear this treatment anymore&lt;br /&gt;im human too&lt;br /&gt;but what have i done to deserve such thing?&lt;br /&gt;you're making me more and more depressed everyday&lt;br /&gt;when you asked me how i am, i really have no idea what to reply&lt;br /&gt;i tried telling you&lt;br /&gt;but you never listen&lt;br /&gt;the word 'ignorance is bliss'?&lt;br /&gt;it no longer belong to me&lt;br /&gt;it belongs to you now..&lt;br /&gt;what i can say is&lt;br /&gt;'having too much of everything makes you an unappreaciative person'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8514096666000146972?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-3433968505532854836</id><published>2011-01-15T14:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:29:06.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in need of mental saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TTE9xBclmdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/eUJuA67tR7g/s1600/MS-Found-in-a-Bottle-793758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TTE9xBclmdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/eUJuA67tR7g/s320/MS-Found-in-a-Bottle-793758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562294927190497746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been jumbled up lately&lt;br /&gt;friends has been finding me for advices&lt;br /&gt;i gave them what i can give from my experiences&lt;br /&gt;i help them whenever i can&lt;br /&gt;feeling lucky in a way that i could help&lt;br /&gt;and many told me that i'm lucky to have what i'm having now&lt;br /&gt;but my life has taken a turn&lt;br /&gt;i'm all lost and wrecked&lt;br /&gt;i no longer know how to feel and think&lt;br /&gt;i just want a time of my own to sort things out&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time, who is going to help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the time i have intuitions which i partly believe in&lt;br /&gt;cause i believe life is up to me and intuitions are not 100% true&lt;br /&gt;recent events had let me realised that my intuitions are getting sharper&lt;br /&gt;yet all these intuitions that i've got, aren't exactly great&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks in a way where you're expecting the worse&lt;br /&gt;yet at the moment, there's nothing you can do to prevent it&lt;br /&gt;how i wish someone could understand me, help me&lt;br /&gt;i do need some help sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but i can't go to my friends as they are too burdened by their problems&lt;br /&gt;tho they might have solved most of it by now&lt;br /&gt;but none would like to be indulged in problems again&lt;br /&gt;and there's no way i'll be burdening them&lt;br /&gt;so...who's gonna help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results weren't up to what i've expected&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i got a C+ for my Macro&lt;br /&gt;how can this happen when i was the highest for my Mid Terms,&lt;br /&gt;and during Finals i could do it well?&lt;br /&gt;for Micro i could understand as i didn't know how to do anything for Finals&lt;br /&gt;but Macro??&lt;br /&gt;i'm tempted to ask for a remark, which will cost rm100&lt;br /&gt;friends have told me that it's useless&lt;br /&gt;but i believe that doing so might make a change&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;i don't even dare to let my parents know&lt;br /&gt;for recently i've been blamed on something that was not my fault&lt;br /&gt;and has been treated like shit since then&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need a place&lt;br /&gt;where i can be by myself, to lick my wounds&lt;br /&gt;and to live by my own freedom&lt;br /&gt;feels as if i've been boxed up&lt;br /&gt;feels so tired and upset&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-3433968505532854836?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/3433968505532854836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-need-of-mental-saviour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2261854104774634757</id><published>2011-01-11T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:06:26.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giving up soon</title><content type='html'>i just don't get it&lt;br /&gt;what makes it so hard just to pass a damn Foundation?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick and tired of ever hoping that you'll pass it&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of having faith on you everytime and yet you only know how to disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;sorry, but you really force me to do this&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start giving up on you&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of all your lies&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to just sit in class, listen and copy down whatever the lecturer said?&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to do your homework?&lt;br /&gt;is it really hard to review back your studies?&lt;br /&gt;if money is important to you,&lt;br /&gt;you should know what's the opportunity costs of doing so&lt;br /&gt;apparently, two years is definitely not enough for you&lt;br /&gt;if i give you another two years, i can bet that you'll never pass it too&lt;br /&gt;cause you ALWAYS thinks that people are born not to listen, copy, and do homework and yet pass their exam&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i can tell u this: even God also can't do it&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think you can do it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm too fed up with your lies and excuses&lt;br /&gt;this is unbearable&lt;br /&gt;i'll never want a stupid boyfriend in my life&lt;br /&gt;i don't care how much you can make in your future&lt;br /&gt;but what i know now is i'll never regret on the decision that i've make upon now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are the one that force me to do so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2261854104774634757?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-8524829354963101483</id><published>2011-01-07T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:27:57.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childish games in the real world</title><content type='html'>omg i can't believe what i'm seeing&lt;br /&gt;how can these things happen?&lt;br /&gt;5 people whom were so close to each other&lt;br /&gt;now they are separated&lt;br /&gt;and backstabbing each other&lt;br /&gt;can't they see and think back on the shared dreams they once have?&lt;br /&gt;can't they reminisce back on the memories shared?&lt;br /&gt;i've never thought such similar incident would happen&lt;br /&gt;not this way&lt;br /&gt;it's way too childish to  bear&lt;br /&gt;it's too heartbreaking to see it happen&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;you can see it clearly that one side is tolerating&lt;br /&gt;while the other is spreading lies and fire,&lt;br /&gt;giving cold treatments&lt;br /&gt;trying to make as if the presevered ones are the culprits&lt;br /&gt;it's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;way too wrong&lt;br /&gt;this can't be happening&lt;br /&gt;not to them too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd never once expect that to come from you&lt;br /&gt;yeah you..the one whom i trusted the most&lt;br /&gt;whom i considered the best of the best&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;how can you be heartless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-8524829354963101483?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/8524829354963101483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-168680103652292123</id><published>2011-01-04T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:12:39.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isolated world</title><content type='html'>seems that so much has passed&lt;br /&gt;time has moved on&lt;br /&gt;many things are lost on the way&lt;br /&gt;i've lost in touch with the K world&lt;br /&gt;much to the destiny of my favourite group is unknown&lt;br /&gt;it's sad to see that such a wonderful group has to be separated&lt;br /&gt;and it's sad to see the fate of DBSK to end up this way&lt;br /&gt;JYJ seemed to have moved on well,&lt;br /&gt;while the fate of the other two remained hurt&lt;br /&gt;did they ever think of the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;the hurt they'd bring to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMWTsCuEFI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-fTfQ6rfTfw/s1600/20110104_jyj_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMWTsCuEFI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-fTfQ6rfTfw/s320/20110104_jyj_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558310892601217106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho most of my favourite members are in JYJ,&lt;br /&gt;however it's also sad to see the way the group is now&lt;br /&gt;how unresponsible&lt;br /&gt;it just makes people feel so isolated and hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMZArqu22I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Ikc5LU7an4s/s1600/8d91ee943417ead099c141b3a5c713ad_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMZArqu22I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Ikc5LU7an4s/s320/8d91ee943417ead099c141b3a5c713ad_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558313864617974626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK came out with a new song recently called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep Your Head Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep your head down U-Know time (Max)&lt;br /&gt;You know what time it is?&lt;br /&gt;This is return of the king&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Everything has ended) I didn’t even start yet&lt;br /&gt;(We broke up) I haven’t even heard the reason yet&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around me keeps asking me why I’m like this&lt;br /&gt;Why are you like that, why are you like that? I’m already the bad guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(If it’s a sin) If loving you was a sin&lt;br /&gt;(If that was a shin) If being genuine is a sin&lt;br /&gt;(I’ll keep it low, I’ll keep it low) I’ll hold it in and stand my ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Keep your head down)&lt;br /&gt;You look pretty, but inside you’re so different, that’s what I’m afraid of&lt;br /&gt;(Keep your head down)&lt;br /&gt;I said I loved you but I’ll let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Why?) Did you leave me so easily&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Did I look easy to you?&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) My heart is ripping to shreds&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) If every moment was a dream&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) If only I had the time to set it right&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) I prayed for your happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was always satisfied with having you&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to dream the same dream as you no matter what they said&lt;br /&gt;I had to let you go, but I’m just walking my path anyway&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m just chillin’, Feel like I’m healing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s too late, you said you can’t come back&lt;br /&gt;You’ve always believed that I’d crumble without you&lt;br /&gt;That’s a misunderstanding, why would I do that? why, why, I told you I wouldn’t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Hey) I was really, really sad, because you were so immature&lt;br /&gt;and I was afraid you’d meet someone bad (Why? baby)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Keep your head down)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; You’re really pretty, but that’s all there is to you, there’s nothing important inside of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Keep your head down)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; A nail is driven into the heart that is holding in the pain of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Why?) Why&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) You let go of our love so easily&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Did you ever think that someone would get worried?&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) I don’t think you know yet&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Exactly just what you let go of&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Just remain there and watch me grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ha~ Don’t play with people like that&lt;br /&gt;In front of me, all you do is speak of lies&lt;br /&gt;You’re such a two-faced person&lt;br /&gt;(Why why why) Since when did our crystal-like feelings become so opaque?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Our love has ended, I’ve let you go, and now my heart is empty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; But my future is gesturing towards me to get up and smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I’m letting you go, live happily (why why why)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; One day far from now, far from now, I want to just smile comfortably&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Why?) Why&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) You let go of our love so easily&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Did you ever think that someone would get worried?&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) I don’t think you know yet&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Exactly just what you let go of&lt;br /&gt;(Why?) Just remain there and watch me grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Keep your head down)&lt;br /&gt;Erased, disappeared, you’ve burned to death in my heart&lt;br /&gt;(Keep your head down)&lt;br /&gt;Erased, disappeared, you’ve died in my heart and you no longer exist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this lyrics, is well-suited with my emotions right now&lt;br /&gt;it's just so saddening to see how things turn out to be this way&lt;br /&gt;it's alright&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing that i can do but to face forward, just like DBSK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another guy that i miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Park Jung Min :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMbx4ykjGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GqL_ytSgi3c/s1600/20110103_parkjungmin_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMbx4ykjGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/GqL_ytSgi3c/s320/20110103_parkjungmin_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558316908977359970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life has its ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;what one only can do, is to bravely embrace it&lt;br /&gt;if things were to turned out this way&lt;br /&gt;i've done the best that i can&lt;br /&gt;there's no other way that i can do without hurting others&lt;br /&gt;and i do not want to take the path where i'll hurt everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;it's ok for you to hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;but it's not ok for me to hurt anyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-168680103652292123?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/168680103652292123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/isolated-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/168680103652292123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/168680103652292123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/isolated-world.html' title='isolated world'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSMWTsCuEFI/AAAAAAAAAdo/-fTfQ6rfTfw/s72-c/20110104_jyj_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1869738341876067105</id><published>2011-01-02T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:08:32.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dallied life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSCh7j7E1YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7bQFKt7-c1o/s1600/40911_446164663475_615618475_5225060_7110120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSCh7j7E1YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7bQFKt7-c1o/s320/40911_446164663475_615618475_5225060_7110120_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557619984802567554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being pushed around and all&lt;br /&gt;i've decided what i should do&lt;br /&gt;i feel very very bad and upset&lt;br /&gt;i know i should not leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that that's the only way you'd like be dallied&lt;br /&gt;why did i defend you all the time only to know you're just like one of them?&lt;br /&gt;why did i care so much for you, just when i know you're going to use me again and again?&lt;br /&gt;coming to me only when you needed help?&lt;br /&gt;i've decided not to waste my time anymore&lt;br /&gt;if childish games were to be played&lt;br /&gt;it's up to you to follow up&lt;br /&gt;but i know i no longer be involved&lt;br /&gt;let's just treat it as a happy game&lt;br /&gt;if it only makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;it's my future and my decision&lt;br /&gt;it's your future, and it's up to you to dally with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy it :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure i'll enjoy it very much&lt;br /&gt;past, current, or future,&lt;br /&gt;i've found a leeway now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1869738341876067105?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/1869738341876067105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/dallied-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1869738341876067105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/1869738341876067105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2011/01/dallied-life.html' title='dallied life'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TSCh7j7E1YI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7bQFKt7-c1o/s72-c/40911_446164663475_615618475_5225060_7110120_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-154775534610740226</id><published>2010-12-11T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:32:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>am i back to the past again?&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to remember any of my past anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired once again&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if im walking backwards once again&lt;br /&gt;i fear...for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently read a news on a 22 year old guy whom suicide for love&lt;br /&gt;at first i feel that he's being silly&lt;br /&gt;but then again, maybe that was the best way out for him&lt;br /&gt;why continue living when you're suffering?&lt;br /&gt;even if you do live on, the past will hunt you again and again..&lt;br /&gt;so tell me...what is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to know..once and for all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-154775534610740226?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/154775534610740226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/12/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/154775534610740226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/154775534610740226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/12/life.html' title='life...'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-775227775026203205</id><published>2010-11-12T18:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:07:40.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is all that it matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TN0fgiwei3I/AAAAAAAAAdM/kHE-sAUlWCk/s1600/beautiful-morning-light-white-dogwood-flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TN0fgiwei3I/AAAAAAAAAdM/kHE-sAUlWCk/s320/beautiful-morning-light-white-dogwood-flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538617760681986930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i kept silent&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean that i don't care&lt;br /&gt;just because i smile&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;just because you talked to me and i replied&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean i can forget everything of what you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times have i wish to release my anger&lt;br /&gt;to release the tension that now embraces everyone&lt;br /&gt;to break the hatre felt....&lt;br /&gt;are you aware of what you've done?&lt;br /&gt;no, i shouldn't think so...&lt;br /&gt;if you're aware, you'd noticed the impact you've brought&lt;br /&gt;none of it is positive&lt;br /&gt;yet i have to remain silent, happy, unconcerned and aloof&lt;br /&gt;i'm not as dumb as i'd portrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT TEST MY PATIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a group where i felt i've been used&lt;br /&gt;knowing this fact, yet as friends&lt;br /&gt;i helped, care, trust and have faith&lt;br /&gt;but none matters anymore&lt;br /&gt;if you'd think selfishness is your way to life&lt;br /&gt;i'd lead my life that way too&lt;br /&gt;certainly it's makes you happier&lt;br /&gt;it's time to have a dose of your own medicine&lt;br /&gt;yet, im not that evil enough&lt;br /&gt;pray, have a look and realise the truth&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer help nor defend you anymore&lt;br /&gt;i no longer know the true you..&lt;br /&gt;please wake up to this world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-775227775026203205?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/775227775026203205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-all-that-it-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/775227775026203205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/775227775026203205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-all-that-it-matters.html' title='life is all that it matters'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TN0fgiwei3I/AAAAAAAAAdM/kHE-sAUlWCk/s72-c/beautiful-morning-light-white-dogwood-flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-7392930060976251660</id><published>2010-11-10T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:45:56.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentally tired and remorse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TNqhwPyvzFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fa53um51uQg/s1600/37134_446164733475_615618475_5225063_5462813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TNqhwPyvzFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fa53um51uQg/s320/37134_446164733475_615618475_5225063_5462813_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537916542050618450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently felt mentally tired and fed up with life&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when people do not know how to respect others&lt;br /&gt;can't they see how much help they asked and been provided, only to return the kindness by ignoring and being rude to them?&lt;br /&gt;sure, people basically have motives to make friends with others&lt;br /&gt;but isn't there any real friends in your life?&lt;br /&gt;think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...i feel remorse on somthing&lt;br /&gt;i'm mad, tho i know i have no rights to be mad&lt;br /&gt;i know i should respect you, but i just can't bear the idea of you doing it&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;think of it as my feelings for you have grown stronger than what i've expected..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thankful for the effort you've put in&lt;br /&gt;but to say the truth, i don't really mind actually&lt;br /&gt;as long as you're truthful to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, mid terms just finished last week, only to be faced with another exam next week,&lt;br /&gt;and a finals 2 weeks later&lt;br /&gt;this is really killing and stressful&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, a law assignment which i have a lil idea, but can't seem to grasp what it is...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-7392930060976251660?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TNqhwPyvzFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fa53um51uQg/s72-c/37134_446164733475_615618475_5225063_5462813_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-821142913145414646</id><published>2010-10-30T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T11:18:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TMuMwH8kxKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ANhrB87LN6w/s1600/Of_silence____by_Wings_of_dust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TMuMwH8kxKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ANhrB87LN6w/s320/Of_silence____by_Wings_of_dust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533671325549511842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but seem to have been feeling trapped for long&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it's the stress that made me feel as if there's a black cloud above me&lt;br /&gt;Or that it's the black cloud above me that made me feel stress&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer smile nor laugh sincerely as I'm constantly stress out&lt;br /&gt;Not only on my life, but also on studies&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it's the stress that made me unable to concentrate in studies&lt;br /&gt;Or that I've lost the ability and interest in studies&lt;br /&gt;Growing up isn't easy&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times where I can express out all my feelings easily and happily&lt;br /&gt;I miss last year, where I can be myself and life is all about excitement&lt;br /&gt;Tho there are mistakes and troubles but it makes life meaningful, wonderful&lt;br /&gt;I miss those time where I can act wildly and enjoying myself&lt;br /&gt;Rather than this time where I've kept myself on a tight leash&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to be disciplined and learn to keep to myself&lt;br /&gt;Life feels so boring and stressful&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times where there are friends where you can talk to about anything,&lt;br /&gt;Not now, in this grown up world where everything is about manipulating&lt;br /&gt;And no one bothering about anything other than themselves, neglecting others&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a trapped soul in this world right now and then&lt;br /&gt;I miss the freedom that I have in life&lt;br /&gt;Many friends could not understand me&lt;br /&gt;And that's because they refuse to see the way I see things&lt;br /&gt;I need excitement, not gossips&lt;br /&gt;I need fun and conversations, not people asking how am I and constantly nagging then ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;I don't need people to come to me only when they need me, I hate that&lt;br /&gt;I need my space at times, yet I don't like to talk much about my life&lt;br /&gt;I just want my excitement, my life back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-821142913145414646?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/821142913145414646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/trapped-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/821142913145414646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/821142913145414646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/trapped-soul.html' title='Trapped Soul'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TMuMwH8kxKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ANhrB87LN6w/s72-c/Of_silence____by_Wings_of_dust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-2621678929153534724</id><published>2010-10-18T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:59:47.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selfish people's way of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TLxEpuAIUbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wnuw3Hl-ub4/s1600/selfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TLxEpuAIUbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wnuw3Hl-ub4/s320/selfish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529369926018027954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hate to live in the society where manipulation plays a big role&lt;br /&gt;everyone thinks of only themselves and their greed&lt;br /&gt;without realising the situation and trouble that they've put others through&lt;br /&gt;nor do them realise that their actions only cause troubles and chaos&lt;br /&gt;and brings bad influence to the group where everyone is affected&lt;br /&gt;each and everyone acts selfishly and put others into hard situations where they were to make things better and right for the greater happiness of everyone&lt;br /&gt;why can't just some people reflects on their actions?&lt;br /&gt;if you'd listen to me from the start, you wouldn't have brought so many troubles, manipulation, problems, and headaches to others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-2621678929153534724?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/2621678929153534724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/selfish-peoples-way-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2621678929153534724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/2621678929153534724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/selfish-peoples-way-of-life.html' title='selfish people&apos;s way of life'/><author><name>alexis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00886175881127026598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/SlMklf5zM0I/AAAAAAAAABA/ZJA6y4MGKeo/S220/DSC00035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TLxEpuAIUbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/wnuw3Hl-ub4/s72-c/selfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3504035963138943029.post-1551445107341971058</id><published>2010-10-12T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:04:29.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diluted Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TLPQISN6ZxI/AAAAAAAAAck/a71isICH01g/s1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TLPQISN6ZxI/AAAAAAAAAck/a71isICH01g/s320/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526990008461453074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like I've been diluted from your life as well as mine&lt;br /&gt;what am I thriving for when it's you who can't be bothered?&lt;br /&gt;what am I waiting for when it's all unappreciated and forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;is it time to let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-1551445107341971058?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526758773531233138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, today is a day that has given me a new insight of my life&lt;br /&gt;What I've seen, experienced and read today,&lt;br /&gt;I realised I have to stop being what I am and live a new life&lt;br /&gt;To be the 'real' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of college&lt;br /&gt;I went there with lots of expectations and uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;Only to be met with a pain that made me feel very alive right now&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if I've died, and alive again&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I'm certain is, I don't think I will be ever ready to bear a child&lt;br /&gt;Not without epidural or painkillers&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very very grateful to my friends who've understood and helped me&lt;br /&gt;Especially Mr JL since he fetched me all the way home without any complaints&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I have to miss my first class of Macro,&lt;br /&gt;something that I looked forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I looked forward to today is results&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the first year of degree will be getting their results today&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've done badly for my Micro but none of my friends would believe nor understood me&lt;br /&gt;I know the results that I'll get will be very disappointing to everyone&lt;br /&gt;Especially my Econs teachers, Mr Alex and Ms Lim&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I'm disappointed with myself&lt;br /&gt;I only expected two results for my Micro&lt;br /&gt;Either I failed, or I get a B&lt;br /&gt;I checked my result, and honestly I'm very very disappointed&lt;br /&gt;All of my friends got an A for their ACC101 except me&lt;br /&gt;I got a B+ instead, which means that it's only probably another 5 marks away from an A&lt;br /&gt;I totally regretted the time where I played a fool with myself by being overconfident with my ACC101 during mid terms&lt;br /&gt;And I repeated this mistake for my Micro during finals&lt;br /&gt;What I do not understand is, I was able to teach my friends&lt;br /&gt;but unable to do the exam in the end&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how stressed up and how confident my friends did in the hall made me lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;I went totally blank and blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I got a C+&lt;br /&gt;and this C has totally crushed all my hopes of obtaining a scholarship to enter UQ&lt;br /&gt;One miserable C that kill all my hopes, just like what happened in Foundations&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to stop thinking and brooding about the past, but to work harder&lt;br /&gt;The secret to success?&lt;br /&gt;Try to maintain my enthusiasm for each and every subject&lt;br /&gt;I'm very disappointed in myself as I just could not get it why I have to screw up things at the most crucial point of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third thing that I've learnt today is to have the strength to overcome my pasts&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I've avoided and ignored, only to repeat the same mistakes again and again&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, I lose all my confidence in the process&lt;br /&gt;and try to blend in, hoping that no one will notice, nor comment anything about it&lt;br /&gt;I lost my entire childhood and my teenage years&lt;br /&gt;Now I felt that I'm too old for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I realised that I've a different way of thinking compared to my friends&lt;br /&gt;I'd observed a lot, and learnt&lt;br /&gt;Only to realised that no one at my age whose mind work the same way as mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of that&lt;br /&gt;Till....I decided to stop observing and blend in with the rest&lt;br /&gt;I was sick of what I'm getting&lt;br /&gt;and I decided to be like others, once and for all so that I can maintain an 'invisible' life&lt;br /&gt;This has not only lowered my confidence but also made me lose sight of my life, my aims, and my goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, somehow I'd managed to came out of that miserable life&lt;br /&gt;I lived life with confidence and happiness&lt;br /&gt;Because for the first time in my life, I felt that all my problems has been lifted&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying excellent health and meeting a lot of new friends and different types of people&lt;br /&gt;It's like a new life&lt;br /&gt;I started experiencing with life, only to lose it in the end&lt;br /&gt;Again by overconfidence&lt;br /&gt;Without realising, I put my hopes and dreams onto one person&lt;br /&gt;Only to be crushed the following week&lt;br /&gt;I lived my life once again in fear, trying to blend in, making myself invisible from others&lt;br /&gt;Few months later, I met a person who opened up my mind and helped me&lt;br /&gt;My life improved, tho not back into the original me&lt;br /&gt;During the process, just like now, I screwed up my studies&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of hopes and expectations,&lt;br /&gt;only to be crushed in the end due to my own stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, I can't seem to help the person&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best, put all my efforts in&lt;br /&gt;Only to realise that the person has put a resistance on himself&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I could help him unless he removed the resistance and start working hard for his future&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping that he'll wake up and start living for his future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to this person, I'd managed to stand up from my pasts and do what is necessary&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyday, he'd give me the courage to achieve what I want&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm not doing a good job&lt;br /&gt;No one could see why you and I could be together&lt;br /&gt;But you've actually saved me from what I was&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, as usual, at the start of every sem,&lt;br /&gt;I will have big hopes, only to end up with disappointments at the end&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be able to maintain what I want to achieve this time&lt;br /&gt;Not to say that I do not appreciate what I have,&lt;br /&gt;but I'd like to achieve what I want, rather than satisfactory results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New sem resolution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study hard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obtain desired results (an A in every subjects)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop hiding and be myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach my bf maths until he can do it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have confidence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;There are a lot more that I would like to achieve but I guess I'll work those out myself&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, there's no point in talking but not being able to do it in the end&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this time will be a new, different and special time where I'll be able to find the true me&lt;br /&gt;Time to focus on what I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Goodluck&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5799157207282804175?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5799157207282804175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-insights-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5799157207282804175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5799157207282804175'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TK1RwJ5bAvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Qt7Z4TZWguM/s1600/a_new_beginning_101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_spDGOJ13Cq8/TK1RwJ5bAvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Qt7Z4TZWguM/s320/a_new_beginning_101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525162205585801970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read a good article bout how a person overcomes her depression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made big changes in your life - change careers, friends, house, etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set a list of things to look forward everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find something to do - something to distract yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk to people - not necessary a friend/known person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pamper yourself - eat at restaurants, manicures, pedicures, etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop talking about how you feel - keep to yourself and most trusted friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play sports - particularly running/jogging if you need to clear your mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Develop routines and long-term commitments - visit old folks home, do charity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start babysitting - expose yourself to different people of all ages (they make you realise new things and appreciate life more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appreciate what you have and what you're capable of - take a vacation to clear your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Basically, to overcome depression it is easy as long as one is determined and passionate to make better of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I've tried some of these 10 tips and it really helps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to a certain point of your life, harrowing onto your pasts and what you don't have just exhausts you more and blinds you from reality and what you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why don't you just enjoy yourself and do as you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth a try, afterall, what's there to lose? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3504035963138943029-5631789370441951067?l=thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/feeds/5631789370441951067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastfarewell-alexis.blogspot.com/2010/10/overcoming-depression-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5631789370441951067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3504035963138943029/posts/default/5631789370441951067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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