<?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-5027858968509714841</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:33:22.420+08:00</updated><category term='i.l.j.t'/><category term='please carry your bag infront in crowded places (:'/><title type='text'>{★} K. ELVINNN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3425211839865247612</id><published>2010-02-18T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:17:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If love's a myth ; our's a legend.</title><content type='html'>AISEH AISEH AISEH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blog for you people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays now ; it's the first week of holidays already and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;My girl and I found our own individual jobs! She's in CK and i'm @ AX.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be busy most probably from 27th onwards .&lt;br /&gt;Next week , got to go back for school for briefing for th HSBC championship thing .&lt;br /&gt;Need to wake up early for that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new year ,  I know that things does changes, everything does change when time passes.&lt;br /&gt;Looks, attitude, style, behaviour , personality, infact everything .&lt;br /&gt;But, although certain things may not start off well , but I believe it'll will get better eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know it's been tough for you in the family. You know I know can already. But remember there's always me.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, although I may seem to be busy , but a text or phone call wont take up much of my time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy the rest of CNY shall we ? CHEERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3425211839865247612?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3425211839865247612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3425211839865247612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-loves-myth-ours-legend.html' title='If love&apos;s a myth ; our&apos;s a legend.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3861811019457641036</id><published>2010-02-07T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:28:39.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical sunday.</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging today as I promised my girl that I would.&lt;br /&gt;today , practically a typical screwed up day.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with family,&lt;br /&gt;yeah , bought new year stuffs .&lt;br /&gt;was also thinking of looking for something for my girl as I promised her a bag.&lt;br /&gt;intending to buy her another bag , other then the one I promised to get for her.&lt;br /&gt;so, kept looking around marina square for alternatives, the types that she will fancy and like.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to give her a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;But mood does change, in fact 360 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didnt expect such words from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you dont want me to,  just tell me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you should know how would I felt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week , UT week . And that's it. Holidays :D&lt;br /&gt;shall blog again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3861811019457641036?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3861811019457641036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3861811019457641036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2010/02/typical-sunday.html' title='typical sunday.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2297175949338160511</id><published>2010-01-22T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:06:14.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th MONTH ! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - It's our 8th month today!I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOW&lt;/strong&gt;- so fast 11.46 pm ; just came back from BC playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just done bathing , just done helping baby in her RJ and now trying to be done with my blogpost! So sorry for not updating frequenly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ; hmm. okay okay. Often get the same old grades. either &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; . Or &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; ( partial ) HAH.&lt;br /&gt;keeping my finger crossed for my gpa this sem , last sem was 3. hope this sem to either stay the same or improve. All depends on UT. Marketing UT ; B+ (nice la eh) .  Will be drilling baby hard on UT 3. I need her to improve on her overall grades and her GPA this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;220110 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;our eight month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fast , times just pass by like that . Soon it's gonna be a year.&lt;br /&gt;nothing , yes, nothing will ever break us up.&lt;br /&gt;everything that had happened in this r/s ;be it bad, good.&lt;br /&gt;it does help us to realise something in the end.&lt;br /&gt;A quote that I heard from one of my friend ;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone is willing to give up everything for you,&lt;br /&gt;it is as good as saying you mean everything to him/her."&lt;br /&gt;And, most importantly, i know my girl loves H2H talk with me ( yeah?)&lt;br /&gt;i love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end of here , will blog again someday :D stay tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2297175949338160511?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2297175949338160511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2297175949338160511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2010/01/8th-month.html' title='8th MONTH ! ♥'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3158069581969024342</id><published>2010-01-03T20:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:27:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you found me.</title><content type='html'>"Is there someone you wish you could protect for this whole life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's starting tml already, damn.&lt;br /&gt;a few more UT's coming on the way also, damn.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend of my holidays were screwed. practically lack of sleep but ain't tired.&lt;br /&gt;forget all the unhappy things in '09 , and remember the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;'10; make the unhappy things to good ones, and make the good ones memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we quarrel and get pissed at each other all the time, although things get so tough making us forget about the good times, but i believe they do contribute alot to our r/s . I know I'm just so unreasonable at times, but i just want you to know I care for you .2009 has been really tough for me, and for you as it does consists of ups and downs. Hope that we can get through 2010 together , i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3158069581969024342?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3158069581969024342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3158069581969024342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-found-me.html' title='you found me.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8425218143401412351</id><published>2009-12-22T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:54:58.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTH MONTH!</title><content type='html'>first &amp;amp; foremost ; yes.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 7TH MONTH DEAREST.&lt;br /&gt;promised i'd blog. so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure this girl was a happy girl today.&lt;br /&gt;woke up @ morning today , first thing see baby on the cam.&lt;br /&gt;as my girl was heading to my house to have her hair dyed personally by me later in the noon.&lt;br /&gt;conserved all my energy just for the little bike ride for her from EastPoint to my house.&lt;br /&gt;reached my house, first thing that she had done.&lt;br /&gt;"ransacked" my room for her presents .&lt;br /&gt;it was pure funny i would say.&lt;br /&gt;in the end , showed her where the gifts where and hence she went to retrieve them .&lt;br /&gt;Her red metal frame wallet, and a necklace form SK.&lt;br /&gt;hope she did liked them .&lt;br /&gt;after that had a short nap and woke up to dye baby's hair .&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure she did enjoy that too ; who would'nt want her boyfriend to just help her dye her hair, message the head awhile while she's playing games on laptop?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. after that my girl had her shower while I went down get her her fav sweet corn .&lt;br /&gt;and also , managed to solve some problems and help her get back her "addicted" game now ; Audition.&lt;br /&gt;So, sent baby back home @ around 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that ;&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;happy seventh month.&lt;br /&gt;the letters , i've kept them well .&lt;br /&gt;everything shall be known only by us.&lt;br /&gt;hope you did cherished and enjoyed today.&lt;br /&gt;sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tomorrow i'm heading out with baby and her classmates for early christmas celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another side;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming.&lt;br /&gt;BEST LA EH :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8425218143401412351?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8425218143401412351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8425218143401412351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventh-month.html' title='SEVENTH MONTH!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7590113724865006223</id><published>2009-12-19T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:07:35.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONVOYAGE Dearest Girl !</title><content type='html'>my dearest will be heading off in about a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, accompanying her in camming now and texting later.&lt;br /&gt;due to boredness, audition became our entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;but, till now, I still cant download the patch. LOL@ it.&lt;br /&gt;baby's playing since late noon and just resumed her patch and playing now.&lt;br /&gt;while I'm still chatting online and downloading that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my dearest :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have fun when you're in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;make sure you enjoy the two days of holidays overseas :D&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll shop till you drop.&lt;br /&gt;^.^V&lt;br /&gt;haha, last but not least, dont fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;dont eat too much ( you know what I mean ) :D&lt;br /&gt;but hungry must fill your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;you know ; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;you're loved by your boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7590113724865006223?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7590113724865006223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7590113724865006223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/bonvoyage-dearest-girl.html' title='BONVOYAGE Dearest Girl !'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2112454155130746724</id><published>2009-12-13T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:39:15.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby's into guitar !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyTtaeTKPwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aIboz4ogWug/s1600-h/mybabyonguitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414713691071987458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyTtaeTKPwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aIboz4ogWug/s320/mybabyonguitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyTtODytc8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/lcOaf0nZVKc/s1600-h/mybabyonguitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; there she is,  an SS when we're web camming.&lt;br /&gt;she's like damn cute ( i'm serious !)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, iphone's my property now , heh.&lt;br /&gt;last day of school tomorrow ! nice la eh .&lt;br /&gt;(Y) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went across this quote ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don’t cry for a guy, let a guy cry for you.&lt;br /&gt;Cause girls give and forgive, but guys get and forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall turn in early tonight. there's school tomorrow -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2112454155130746724?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2112454155130746724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2112454155130746724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/babys-into-guitar.html' title='baby&apos;s into guitar !'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyTtaeTKPwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aIboz4ogWug/s72-c/mybabyonguitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-458738998443350833</id><published>2009-12-12T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:39:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your true colours captivated me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyOp5RloekI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-SrW4wsV37M/s1600-h/darlingdarling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414357978468350530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyOp5RloekI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-SrW4wsV37M/s320/darlingdarling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decided to get back blogger for one short post as didnt blog for like so long.&lt;br /&gt;was bascially staying in my room the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wake up to excercise, but leg cramped and so slept back in ,&lt;br /&gt;heh, made baby spammed me around 20 plus messages.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook &amp;amp; CS-ed toay all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet baby just now at tmall.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to buy her malaysia trip stuffs ; tibits.&lt;br /&gt;hope she cherished the shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;Back @ home now, while baby's packing her stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-458738998443350833?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/458738998443350833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/458738998443350833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-true-colours-captivated-me.html' title='your true colours captivated me.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SyOp5RloekI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-SrW4wsV37M/s72-c/darlingdarling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7444557205576789690</id><published>2009-12-05T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:13:45.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a promise is a cloud ; fulfillment is rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SxpqjGHJCgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CDCrFz8z5zs/s1600-h/P1906_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411755053407603202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SxpqjGHJCgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CDCrFz8z5zs/s320/P1906_30-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dumbdumb's dearest girl is blogging here as requested by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk! that dumbdumb, he find it surprising that i read ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because the 6 months plus with him, he hasn't seen me read before. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, met up with my dearest dumbdumb just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's gonna get himself another formal shirt tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so accompanied him to look around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me loves you, &lt;strong&gt;ONE &amp;amp; ONLY YOU, DEAREST DUMBDUMB&lt;/strong&gt; :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7444557205576789690?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7444557205576789690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7444557205576789690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/promise-is-cloud-fulfillment-is-rain.html' title='a promise is a cloud ; fulfillment is rain.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SxpqjGHJCgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CDCrFz8z5zs/s72-c/P1906_30-11-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7396947184887040600</id><published>2009-12-05T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:55:20.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET &amp; LOVELY GIRLFRIEND.</title><content type='html'>i'm blogging here once again! :D&lt;br /&gt;partialed for yesterday as was tired so headed home with baby.&lt;br /&gt;dabao-ed KFC and guess what,  we were stuck in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;so went shelthered path all to way till a void deck ,&lt;br /&gt;i went window shopping for an unbrella for baby.&lt;br /&gt;she then went to my house with kfc.&lt;br /&gt;as I was cycling, travelled through the rain home after that.&lt;br /&gt;of course was drenched, ate and bathed.&lt;br /&gt;we then camp in my room watching dramas.&lt;br /&gt;baby fell asleep soon after that, i know she's enjoying the time when sleeping beside me.&lt;br /&gt;after that, as my family went to attend a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Cooked noodles for baby and sent her home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, was woken up by my dearest sweetest cutest baby .&lt;br /&gt;spammed me with messages to wake me up. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;woken up and cammed with her on msn.&lt;br /&gt;now she's out trimming her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/.wanted to upload pictures , but blogger sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7396947184887040600?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7396947184887040600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7396947184887040600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-lovely-girlfriend.html' title='SWEET &amp; LOVELY GIRLFRIEND.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-4244476491208701859</id><published>2009-12-02T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:33:37.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGSHOP</title><content type='html'>Support my dearest girl's BLOGSHOP (:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zipzap-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://zipzap-love.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-4244476491208701859?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4244476491208701859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4244476491208701859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogshop.html' title='BLOGSHOP'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2080480947435381598</id><published>2009-11-30T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:46:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU belong to ME.</title><content type='html'>told my girl that i'd update today, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday's are coming soon . Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;my girl wore formal today and so , I have to wear somehow casual formal also :/&lt;br /&gt;met my girl at her bustop in the morning and went to school today, how nice .&lt;br /&gt;did comms today, can get another A i suppose, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;lunch with baby at her fav place ; SUBWAY. since we didnt have it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;after school , went to my house to slack .&lt;br /&gt;baby followed me to bc to collect jersey but no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;so acc baby home first.&lt;br /&gt;meet them at BC and collected jerseys the match will be starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;No.12 .&lt;br /&gt;Shall turn in real soon . there's school tomorrow. damn.&lt;br /&gt;how I hope it's Friday today.&lt;br /&gt;i love my dearest girlfriend. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2080480947435381598?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2080480947435381598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2080480947435381598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-belong-to-me.html' title='YOU belong to ME.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8190433202496943744</id><published>2009-11-18T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:10:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3days4hours4mins.</title><content type='html'>Short post for today.&lt;br /&gt;Never went to school today , reason being, tired &amp;amp; lazy!&lt;br /&gt;so, went to my dearest girl house and slept for alost the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to catch a movie but the queue at tmall was like so long. So, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;headed to my house and watch her dramas. ( she loves watching with me dont she? )&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, shall have my shower now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happen to got hold these 3 lines and found them worthy to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"我从来都不说不， 不是因为我愿意，而是因为我爱你。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我从来都不生气，不是因为我没有脾气，而是因为我爱你。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我从来都不哭，不是因为我没有眼泪，而是因为我爱你。"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8190433202496943744?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8190433202496943744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8190433202496943744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/4days3hours57mins.html' title='3days4hours4mins.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3640629851089704717</id><published>2009-11-17T21:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:12:57.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be your sweetest antidote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SwKtsSSE8OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2RyGkG1JctM/s1600/vivo+with+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405073479131525346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SwKtsSSE8OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2RyGkG1JctM/s320/vivo+with+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who's back. &lt;div&gt;Mr Ng Choon Wee Kelvin :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, almost-dead blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, UT's over ! Cheers for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's just hope that my grades will turn out fine and well . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as well's as my girl's .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays arriving too, 14th or 15th Dec I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's okayokay. presentation most of the time. that's all. And ending with RJs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camming with my cutest dearest now. she's NEOPET-ing. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every 60 seconds spent together, is 1 minute of happiness I'll never forget."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, this belong to both of us , jeslyn tan . &lt;/div&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/5027858968509714841-3640629851089704717?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3640629851089704717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3640629851089704717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-your-sweetest-antidote.html' title='i&apos;ll be your sweetest antidote.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SwKtsSSE8OI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2RyGkG1JctM/s72-c/vivo+with+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8370245525537613470</id><published>2009-11-09T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:43:01.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAT-girlfriend.</title><content type='html'>I'm back ! :D&lt;br /&gt;decided to blog as i have nothing really to do &amp;amp; my girl's having her 30 mins shower.&lt;br /&gt;forgot what happened today, or should I say ; it's night time and I'm blur .&lt;br /&gt;felt like sharing something ; and I bet this looks or seems farmiliar to my girl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you know whether you miss the person you like/love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you have the urge to call him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you always check your phone to see whether he/she text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you want to see him/her whenever you are feeling happy or sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you want to bite him/her when you are feeling down? (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOLY&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you feel sad/happy when him/her is feeling sad/happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you always want to be by his/her side no matter what?Do you sacrifice for him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you always want to be the best among everyone else in his/her life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you think by sacrificing, is it worth? Even if you are just 17 years old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes dont you think that it's every small little thing that somene special does, it'll be etched in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, 3 more UTs and it'll be holidays soon . very nice la eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*you know i wont leave you alone, especially when you're heaving a headache. I'll stay with you, and dont ever ask me to leave you alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8370245525537613470?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8370245525537613470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8370245525537613470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/mat-girlfriend.html' title='MAT-girlfriend.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-4725911255686625297</id><published>2009-11-05T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:46:50.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It felt so real.</title><content type='html'>told my babygirl i would blog, so here i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;reason being that , you see ; she somehow have the ability to sort of psycho me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(4:04 PM) {♥} J. ESLYNNN:&lt;br /&gt;YOU WTF ME AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;(4:04 PM) -K.E.L.V.I.N. \m:&lt;br /&gt;i love you(:&lt;br /&gt;(4:04 PM) {♥} J. ESLYNNN:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKbut i love you too !HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this made me do so :D&lt;br /&gt;school's getting tiring nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;presentation follow by UT's .&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;good thing that's tomorrow's friday.&lt;br /&gt;meaning no school on sat&amp;amp;sun.&lt;br /&gt;waited for my girl in the morning and went school together.&lt;br /&gt;took marketing UT today, so-so.&lt;br /&gt;dinner at subway with baby , went to my house slack awhile.&lt;br /&gt;baby cabbed home. sorry uh , hubby's tired.&lt;br /&gt;will turn in asap after finishing my RJ and baby's .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-4725911255686625297?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4725911255686625297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4725911255686625297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-felt-so-real.html' title='It felt so real.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7978119290331720599</id><published>2009-11-01T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:22:42.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherish people who meant something to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;got this from one of my friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love your mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom only had one eye. I hated her. She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students &amp;amp; teachers to support the family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day at school one of my classmates said, "EEEE, your mom only has one eye!" I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear.. I confronted her that day and said, "If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond.... I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts, Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her Grandchildren. When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," And she disappeared out of sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see.........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all my love to you, Your mother..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7978119290331720599?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7978119290331720599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7978119290331720599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/11/cherish-people-who-meant-something-to.html' title='cherish people who meant something to you.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7484027795427158710</id><published>2009-10-26T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:55:07.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SuT_1ix3OTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/v3fPSpccX3Q/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396719548830791986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SuT_1ix3OTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/v3fPSpccX3Q/s320/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking back at these pictures which we took when we together, which was in 5 months time.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always smile upon looking at each one by one.&lt;br /&gt;each picture depicts a different mood and feeling.&lt;br /&gt;as time goes, it made our relationship more strong and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;1st month, followed by 2nd, 3rd,4th, and just past 5th.&lt;br /&gt;i realised, you had already been part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will make your day today.&lt;br /&gt;or enough to let you smile,&lt;br /&gt;or know that your hubby's always here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're tired today, dearest.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5027858968509714841-7484027795427158710?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7484027795427158710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7484027795427158710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-back-at-these-pictures-which-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SuT_1ix3OTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/v3fPSpccX3Q/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2328083290792522189</id><published>2009-10-24T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:45:54.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUTTER FACTORY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUTTER FACTORY.&lt;br /&gt;24th November 2009, 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;tickets @ $22 each.&lt;br /&gt;interested do tag my tagboard, msn me or text me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2328083290792522189?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2328083290792522189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2328083290792522189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/butter-factory.html' title='BUTTER FACTORY!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5864233322258854149</id><published>2009-10-22T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:40:41.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5TH MONTH !</title><content type='html'>*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loving someone is not really how much he/she loves you, it's about loving at the right time , right moment .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th Month BabyGirl! Woke up and met my ahlian girl today at her bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at Hans , did'nt really ate as was'nt that hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to my house and first thing we do, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;was really very tired from waking up so early in the morning for school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time today was spent sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;Did cooked sphagetti as lunch for babygirl as promised.&lt;br /&gt;headed to bugis after that and did something baby loves. neoprints. but with me wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;went roaming around bugis street, did'nt really found the shirts we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;went back to my house after that, both fell asleep .&lt;br /&gt;woke up, babygirl had a slight headace , cabbed her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;babygirl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after reading your letter ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've came to realised how important I am to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and don't worry, you won't be a possesive girlfriend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; just tell me anything you have in your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know and i must agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps you felt that my love towards you are getting stronger and deeper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that made you be dependent on me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my dearest baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-5864233322258854149?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5864233322258854149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5864233322258854149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/5th-month.html' title='5TH MONTH !'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3554583765470870788</id><published>2009-10-20T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:21:42.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY. Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School's boring nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;presentation, RJs, presentation, RJs, presentation, RJs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;coming in a package every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but there's my class and most importantly, a girl i love the most to make my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to you my Babygirl ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like what we texted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I promised you your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i may not be as sweet as the sweetest guy in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may not be the best of the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;may not be the hot of the hottest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're someone who have been with me for the past 4 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're someone who knows me best, understand me well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;regardless of what, you know your boyfriend will always stand by you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll get your most wanted wish (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3554583765470870788?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3554583765470870788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3554583765470870788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-baby.html' title='BABY. Baby.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-4513167251533878519</id><published>2009-10-13T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:51:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know what's going on, I feel like i'm nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it what it's suppose to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the mood, it affects me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to know what happened tonight, i really want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i guess, I'll get back the same answer ; nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A sorry, it gets nowhere for me this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Girl, you know, it matters alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i'm really tired, not this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but the times where sudden moody moments occur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want you  to just smile naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not tears flowing down , not sobbing to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it what I'd done , or something that I'd done to make you this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm starting to wonder, do tell me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll remember what you promised me, did'nt you said no more crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it hurts me , although you tried not letting me to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't think so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything's going to be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope i'll get a answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-4513167251533878519?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4513167251533878519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4513167251533878519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-ever.html' title='dont ever.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3172268546109211529</id><published>2009-10-11T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:29:31.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday my girl.</title><content type='html'>wishing a HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! not to me of course, but to my babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;Promised her to post a long post to her on her birthday ; a 1000 word essay.&lt;br /&gt;shall start from 11th October 2009 , 12.00am.&lt;br /&gt;as being a good boyfriend, so decided to be the first to celebrate baby's birthday with her.&lt;br /&gt;so therefore, cam with baby all the way till 11.30pm and head off to baby house with her present and her birthday cake. cabbed there, and waited for baby to come down her house. lighted up the candles and pass her her present, blew the candles and we ate 3/4 of the cake. after that, left baby's house and cabbed home as there'll be another celebration later on around in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;how many words have I just typed so far, hmm, around 120 i guess. that's only 1/10 of the requirement. shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 10 plus and headed out the meet babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;boarded the bus and we went to ehub to have our lunch, SuperDog.&lt;br /&gt;did something with baby again. I wont say it's neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;After that bus-ed to tampines safra, had a mini celebration there with some of baby's friends.&lt;br /&gt;Baoxuan, Jiamin, Boon Siang, Gladys, Zhi An and one more girl , forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;There was a cake which I asked Jiamin to buy.&lt;br /&gt;So, sing song, blew candles, cut cake , and ate the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Pooled ater that, till there was left with baoxuan, baby and I.&lt;br /&gt;Initally wanted to have a K-session with baby's friends, but you know, it's hard organising celebration like this when there'll be school next day, timing issues, and personal reasons , so it was being cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;So, baby and I headed to tmall, cs, t1 to hunt for our handphone pouches. as baby just had her new hp, Arena. fianlly bought similar ones at one of the push carts at tmall.After that, baby wanted to buy keychains for our pouches, so went roaming over at tmall, cs and t1. None caught our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;spent some time decided where to head to after that, sorry uh baby, did not really planned well.&lt;br /&gt;so decided to head to a comfortable, lively, warm hearted, cooling, lovely place. My house!&lt;br /&gt;cooked noodles for baby as dinner over at my house and used my laptop for awhile , after that , accompanied baby home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To my dearest babygirl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall till today, your birthday, i realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although there'll be times that I can't be around with you when you need me ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I'll try my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although there're times that there'll be misunderstanding and sad moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we can't deny that they're not as much as the happy and memorable moments that we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there'll be times that you'll cry because of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but eventually, I'll make you smile and forget all the tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know, you understand me the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knows me the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and loves me the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most importantly, I know you trust me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we had put each other as priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it only means the importance of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not ever forgetting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and won't forget, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday ! to you my girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that I'd make this year birthday for you, a special, memorable one .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although it may not be the perfecet and best one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but your boyfriend promises you that, there'll be surprises for your birthday every year 11th october.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think there's more than 500 words. hope that's good enough. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3172268546109211529?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3172268546109211529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3172268546109211529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-my-girl.html' title='Happy birthday my girl.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8692521437259788528</id><published>2009-10-06T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:44:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>969+Late+Pizzahut+Shag.</title><content type='html'>Babygirl wanted me to blog, so here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;there was an accident today, on the bus on the way to school. bus 969.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to elaborate, see baby's blog or deborah's blog.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't hurt , but baby and i got some cuts.&lt;br /&gt;and I was late for class , there goes 0.5 .&lt;br /&gt;After school, went back to my house with baby to put my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;head out after that to tmall and had our dinner at pizzahut.&lt;br /&gt;Sent babygirl home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I love you, jeslyn tan.&lt;br /&gt;remember what you promised me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8692521437259788528?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8692521437259788528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8692521437259788528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/969latepizzahutshag.html' title='969+Late+Pizzahut+Shag.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5008891514334247843</id><published>2009-10-04T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:38:16.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please carry your bag infront in crowded places (:'/><title type='text'>Shopping with babygirl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SsiYmD3CUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8ViBgwLLYLI/s1600-h/IMAGE_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388724733787394546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SsiYmD3CUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8ViBgwLLYLI/s320/IMAGE_020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went shopping with babygirl today. Went buying things at t1, far east, bugis street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was all fun and nice today till when baby's handphone and ez-link card got pickpocketed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was on the train back to tampines from orchard to city hall mrt station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn crowded and people kept banging, swaying here and there. Detest this alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that, when heading out, felt something weird and opened baby's bag cause i was holding on to it. As baby's and my handphone was being placed in her bag first pocket and the zip was 1/4 opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess what ? Baby's handphone was missing. Oh yes, it was stolen . was fucking dulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Used my handphone and called baby's handphone. Call got rejected. Soon , baby's handphone was being switched off. was seriously on the verge of finding the person and whack, impossible.Baby then called her mum and told her what happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was heading out the station and asked babygirl whether hr ez-link card was in her bag. Searched and realised that it was also stolen . damn wtf. told the control station officer and allowed her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby's gonna get herself a new phone if possible as she's using my tem one , and getting her ez-link card replaced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse that asshole who stole baby's handphone and card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse him/her to get hit by car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse him/her to choke while eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse him/her to trip while walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Curse him/her to have his/her own taste of medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;such a fucker need to be handed to the police. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-5008891514334247843?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5008891514334247843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5008891514334247843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-with-babygirl.html' title='Shopping with babygirl.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SsiYmD3CUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8ViBgwLLYLI/s72-c/IMAGE_020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5785267570036563560</id><published>2009-09-26T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:20:48.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385775041099817650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sr4d3WTrYrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Wyldga4ktuc/s320/9628_1043515383679_1699457660_86352_5588178_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are the reason why even in the saddest part of my life, I smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even at confusion, I understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even in betrayal, I trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even in fear of pain, I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those promises, I hoped you dont forget them .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those hugs, I hoped you felt them warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those texts, I hoped you smiled upon receiving them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those smiles, I hoped you remembered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those wonderful time we spent and get together, I hoped you enjoyed them &amp;amp; did placed hem in your memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-5785267570036563560?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5785267570036563560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5785267570036563560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-are-reason-why-even-in-saddest-part.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sr4d3WTrYrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Wyldga4ktuc/s72-c/9628_1043515383679_1699457660_86352_5588178_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8992172460364913247</id><published>2009-09-22T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:00:44.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th month!</title><content type='html'>ITS OUR FOURTH MONTH TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; baby planned stuffs .&lt;br /&gt;baby reached my house around 9 plus, woke up and opened door for her.&lt;br /&gt;as both of us were tired, sleep while and woke up for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and baby cooked lunch, spaghetti ! NICE.&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to my room to havea movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;watched Scooby Doo 3 and Dance Flick.&lt;br /&gt;after that went to tmall to accompany baby to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner at t1's Manpuku.&lt;br /&gt;went back to my house to catch another movie, I love you Man.&lt;br /&gt;Then acc her back home after that around 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for today, babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8992172460364913247?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8992172460364913247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8992172460364913247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/4th-month.html' title='4th month!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-146668706480991983</id><published>2009-09-16T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:36:36.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good good night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq_COE7AQwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/56eu29slc8I/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381733626826212098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq_COE7AQwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/56eu29slc8I/s320/love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“A hug can turn your day around, it’s like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you, and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety comes shooting out of your mouth, and you can breathe again.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-146668706480991983?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/146668706480991983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/146668706480991983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-good-night.html' title='Good good night.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq_COE7AQwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/56eu29slc8I/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8250162391236672574</id><published>2009-09-14T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:32:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worried!</title><content type='html'>It's 2.29pm now.&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking worried about baby.&lt;br /&gt;she's supposed to come to my house today early afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;but she can't as she was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;her whole body's aching like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;she might be admitted to hospital if serious.&lt;br /&gt;I AM DAMN WORRIED..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN WORRIED..&lt;br /&gt;Please get well my girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8250162391236672574?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8250162391236672574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8250162391236672574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/worried.html' title='worried!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-6183286351329880200</id><published>2009-09-14T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:17:45.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq0Z7GTDKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4VEOPeovwaM/s1600-h/9628_1038898748266_1699457660_77016_6043011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380985632871098898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq0Z7GTDKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4VEOPeovwaM/s320/9628_1038898748266_1699457660_77016_6043011_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                           &lt;em&gt;I'll give you a ride home whenever you want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm here to blog as quoted : "its a command from your dearest wifey ;D"&lt;/div&gt;was sleeping throughout the early afternoon as was tired.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up after that, bathed and headed to bugis to look for baby.&lt;br /&gt;accompained her to bugis street to buy some of her things and headed to the arcade shot basketballs.&lt;br /&gt;while playing, baby found an handphone. seriously those outdated type and we planned to sell it.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for baby's work to end and headed over to bedok , sold it for like 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Used it on our dinner at bedok kopitiam there.&lt;br /&gt;sent baby home and went home.&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/5027858968509714841-6183286351329880200?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6183286351329880200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6183286351329880200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/dearest.html' title='dearest.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sq0Z7GTDKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4VEOPeovwaM/s72-c/9628_1038898748266_1699457660_77016_6043011_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5656173044918550175</id><published>2009-09-09T04:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T04:55:53.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SqbDwC3ZOFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NTxuu7HJxvo/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202035110983762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SqbDwC3ZOFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NTxuu7HJxvo/s320/Image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAH! A picture of OCTO face.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woke up at around the afternoon yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then used laptop a while and headed out to find babygirl at her workplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Accompained her to Funan to get back her long lost laptop which went for service for around half a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that waited her to knock off and headed to t1 to have our dinner at subway .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Acc baby home and went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Currently weixi tonning at my house again, dota-ing with the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will be out with my girl later on, catching a movie perhaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall turn in soon (: &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/5027858968509714841-5656173044918550175?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5656173044918550175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5656173044918550175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-girl.html' title='My Girl.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SqbDwC3ZOFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NTxuu7HJxvo/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-1480434895898287275</id><published>2009-09-08T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:45:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll always be there.</title><content type='html'>Shall make do with a qiuck update.&lt;br /&gt;Weixi currently in my house now, chatting, eating, dotaing.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to find babygirl during her work to pass her jacket as she was feeling cold.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and reach her workplace at around 6.&lt;br /&gt;pass her the jacket and she went out for her break with me at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a watch, a red bull's shirt together with baby.&lt;br /&gt;Went to iluma to see around while waiting babygirl to knock off.&lt;br /&gt;went back and she passed me something; a cologne she chose.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babygirl for that (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm , will be finding babygirl later on while she's working and accompanying her during her break.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just come to think of it. This wed is the date; 090909. (:&lt;br /&gt;updated my blog, babygirl :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-1480434895898287275?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1480434895898287275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1480434895898287275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-always-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll always be there.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7757540663689825215</id><published>2009-09-07T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:38:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wifey here ! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me loves &lt;strong&gt;KELVIN NG CHOON WEE&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never be replaced (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Mr. Ng, please update your blog! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7757540663689825215?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7757540663689825215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7757540663689825215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/wifey-here-d.html' title='wifey here ! :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-4279683783388771151</id><published>2009-09-03T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:09:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilovemywifey.</title><content type='html'>was mia-ing the whole of past 2 days as I was working.&lt;br /&gt;Night shifts from 8pm-6am. (KHL Company)&lt;br /&gt;Did'nt work today as its only for two days, not a bad pay.&lt;br /&gt;Was home today at 6am , bathed and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 12 plus and can't get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;As baby was working today till 8pm , so decided to look for her. ( in a suprising way, I won't tell people that it was meant a prank(: )&lt;br /&gt;So, texted baby saying that I can't meet her due to some matters, and haha from the way she replied my messages, can see that she was dulan.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet koonzhe and he followed me to look for baby.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't she shocked when she see me? lol.&lt;br /&gt;after that whento look up for canoe members and went to suntec's arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Played there, and they went for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't went with them , and went back to look for baby.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for her work to be done and headed to yoshinoya for dinner with one of her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied baby and bused her back home.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite tired. And baby's heading to my house tomorrow for a 2D1N stay. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-4279683783388771151?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4279683783388771151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4279683783388771151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/09/ilovemywifey.html' title='ilovemywifey.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7742693336342618576</id><published>2009-08-24T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:07:48.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Shall update a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;Maths UT today , difficult. After that headed to tmall mac dinner-ed and watch movie on laptop with girl . "Handsome Suit" watched halfway and will be continuing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Programming UT tomorrow. GG. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something one of my friend sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO (The One that Waits)&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Someone loves them right now.&lt;br /&gt;Always wants the last word.&lt;br /&gt;Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Easy to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Easy to please.&lt;br /&gt;The one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO (The Addict)&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable.&lt;br /&gt;IntelligentVery SexyLoves to joke.&lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humour. Energetic.&lt;br /&gt;Predict future. GREAT kisser.&lt;br /&gt;Always get what they want. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;Easy going. Loves being in long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Talkative. Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA (The Lame One)&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet.&lt;br /&gt;Their Love is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Have own unique appeal.&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;However, not the kind of person you wanna mess with...&lt;br /&gt;You might end up crying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES (The Liar)&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Excellent kisser. EXTREMELY adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Loves relationships,Addictive.Loud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS (Does It In The Water)&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy.Attractive. Great kisser.&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind.Loves being in long-term relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely energetic.Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Will exceed your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI (Irresistible)&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Love is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Great listeners. Very Good in the you know where ...&lt;br /&gt;Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out.&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy... Always happy. Loud.&lt;br /&gt;Talkative. OutgoingVERY FORGIVING.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile.&lt;br /&gt;Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO (The Lion)&lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Attractive and passionate.&lt;br /&gt;Laid back. Knows how to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Is really good at almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;Great kisser. Unpredictable. Outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;Loud. Loves being in long relationships.. Talkative.&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER (The Cutie)&lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER.&lt;br /&gt;Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;Freak.. Spontaneous. Great telling stories.&lt;br /&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it.&lt;br /&gt;Someone you should hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES (The Partner for Life)&lt;br /&gt;Caring and kind.Smart. Centre of attention.&lt;br /&gt;High appeal. Has the last word.&lt;br /&gt;Good to find, hard to keep.&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be around. Extremely weird but In a good way.&lt;br /&gt;Good Sense of Humour!!! Thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt; Always gets what he or she wants.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke. Very popular.&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN (The Passionate Lover)&lt;br /&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants.&lt;br /&gt; Cool. Loves to own Gemini's in sports.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely fun. Loves to joke.Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS (The Tramp)&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Likes to give a good fight for what they want.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;A caring person. One of a kind. Not one to mess with.&lt;br /&gt;Are the most attractive people on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS (The Promiscuous One)&lt;br /&gt;High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found..&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships.So much love to give.&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal.&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;amazing in the way you know where..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not the kind of person you wanna mess with, you might end up crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya , and babygirl's laptop died on her. LOL . Hope it will be back to normal soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7742693336342618576?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7742693336342618576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7742693336342618576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-730468884471890326</id><published>2009-08-22T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:42:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THIRD MONTH !</title><content type='html'>Third month with babygirl today. And i realised , time seriously flies, fast.&lt;br /&gt;As i told  baby that I' be going to her house at 8 and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;Was woken up baby's message at 8.50am. I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, prepared and went down to baby's house.&lt;br /&gt;As both were tired, slept there till 12 plus and baby went to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Left her house at around 1, took bus 5 and we headed to EHUB.&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch there, Superdog and headed to escape after that.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be in baby's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Played most the games there and seriously had fun there.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT girl? (:&lt;br /&gt;After that baby had a craving to sing K, so headed to ehub K-box and sung.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, only both of us. Baby sang most , cause  I was tired uh.&lt;br /&gt;After that headed back to escape again and queued for the Go-kart , daytona.&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to ehub's arcade and played till 8 plus. Almost got that mickey for dearest.&lt;br /&gt;Acompanied baby home and cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest, hope you enjoyed the day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Made you laugh , smile and making your day today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again, happy 3rd month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-730468884471890326?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/730468884471890326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/730468884471890326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-third-month.html' title='HAPPY THIRD MONTH !'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7144787322922215414</id><published>2009-08-13T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:17:43.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy to blog recently.&lt;br /&gt;Shall end off here. Bye .&lt;br /&gt;I love Jeslyn Tan !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7144787322922215414?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7144787322922215414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7144787322922215414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-to-blog-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2294021325698098877</id><published>2009-08-10T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:57:04.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you to know.</title><content type='html'>It's late at night and I've decided to blog before turning in. &lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, just came back from class chalet, basketball games and time with baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dyed hair today , by baby and baoxun, alit more to the red i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That will be a short post for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368008408585722466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn7_NOkP2mI/AAAAAAAAAII/tbwPQwQ6ivE/s320/Photo0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loving someone will be wanting someone to be happy, hoping and wishing that he or her are in bless and bliss.Once you are fated to be together, you will have to cherish your other half .Having a matured and open mind will lead the relationship to soar in better height.Most importantly, as long as both are happy and content, everything will work out fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2294021325698098877?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2294021325698098877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2294021325698098877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-late-at-night-and-ive-decided-to.html' title='I want you to know.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn7_NOkP2mI/AAAAAAAAAII/tbwPQwQ6ivE/s72-c/Photo0066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-9214290376618275405</id><published>2009-08-08T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:27:29.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy bum =x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn0aI-Q6H7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DXofdFsPLmA/s1600-h/P040809_15.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367475072350691250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn0aI-Q6H7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DXofdFsPLmA/s320/P040809_15.45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeslyn's blogging here again .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes , i know , baby's blog very dead again .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even i myself also lazy to blog luh , but still , i BLOGGED ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently , baby's in his class chalet and won't be back till tmr .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah , he's gonna accompany me to my girlfriend's house to dye my hair tmr .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and outing with my poly friends on monday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall blog about yesterday then .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed over to baby's houe after school .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played games and did RJs .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then baby cooked dinner for me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though its just noodles and fried eggs , its still the thoughts that counts .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks baby ! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he cabbed me home first and headed over to his class chalet .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn0aB6egInI/AAAAAAAAAH4/d1TSqO9PjFs/s1600-h/P070809_19.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367474951074882162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn0aB6egInI/AAAAAAAAAH4/d1TSqO9PjFs/s320/P070809_19.24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;noodles cooked by baby , but egg fried by his mum (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go with him , but i can't :/&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go down and look for him now luh .&lt;br /&gt;but .. nvm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me loves you , baby♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-9214290376618275405?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9214290376618275405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9214290376618275405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-bum-x.html' title='lazy bum =x'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sn0aI-Q6H7I/AAAAAAAAAIA/DXofdFsPLmA/s72-c/P040809_15.45.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-242717598852958224</id><published>2009-08-01T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:43:24.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyou.</title><content type='html'>Shall update for today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3 plus today upon receiving babygirl's message.&lt;br /&gt;Webcammed with her after bathing till she went to have her dinner at turf city.&lt;br /&gt;Was watching movies on laptop and playing games ater that.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably going out with backcourt guys later.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep early tonight babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a happiness,when you are lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a bother,when you are angry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a reason,when you are devasated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a medicine,when you are hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a phobia,when you are scammed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a toy,when you are played.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a hope,when you are lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is an illusion,when you are alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is something that all wants it to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And for me ,&lt;/span&gt; LOVE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364974356108373234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SnQ3wITrbPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B7ZgEBUR7oI/s320/Picture+0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-242717598852958224?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/242717598852958224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/242717598852958224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/08/iloveyou.html' title='iloveyou.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SnQ3wITrbPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B7ZgEBUR7oI/s72-c/Picture+0226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-6607341952731492430</id><published>2009-07-30T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:28:52.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile every single day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SnGawOf0WqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JmttAbugzng/s1600-h/Picture+0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364238784490920610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SnGawOf0WqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JmttAbugzng/s320/Picture+0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Sorry people for not updating blog. I shall blog since i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;Took 168 today with baby and reached school early so baby went to buy waffle as she's hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Had programming today, change of teams. Not a bad group :D&lt;br /&gt;After that went over to take away lunch and ate with baby and friends.&lt;br /&gt;After school , took bus back and slacked at tmall's mac. Of course, we did have our slight dinner there. Accompained baby home near 6.30 and then bus-ed home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I know what love is I'd tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I found it because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you, not only for what you are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But for what I am when I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a drop of tear in your eyes, is a day less in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I had a flower for every time I think of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't be surprise if I have a garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5027858968509714841-6607341952731492430?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6607341952731492430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6607341952731492430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile-every-single-day.html' title='smile every single day.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SnGawOf0WqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/JmttAbugzng/s72-c/Picture+0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2430761677149593960</id><published>2009-07-28T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:07:02.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks girl.f :D</title><content type='html'>Wasn't in a mood to do the problem today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Faci did'nt come. relied faci sucks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laptop was not accomadating me . No internet connection for half an hour upon restarting.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanted to skip lesson, but somehow pity our relief faci.&lt;br /&gt;4. Didnt really know what today's problem was about.&lt;br /&gt;5. Was quite unhappy with certain stuffs, shall not mention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was glad to know that baby was there to make me smile. Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all comes down to this two lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"People ask me why i'm always smiling, I answer them this.&lt;br /&gt;Because i have my babygirl, Jeslyn Tan to make me smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363372405367245266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm6GyUwMCdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7vrKGv-jJx4/s320/Picture+0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2430761677149593960?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2430761677149593960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2430761677149593960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-girlf-d.html' title='Thanks girl.f :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm6GyUwMCdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7vrKGv-jJx4/s72-c/Picture+0195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8550170542433193828</id><published>2009-07-27T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:17:21.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My babygirl :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21bFQmDqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wxmMm-_iptU/s1600-h/Image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363142208141004450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21bFQmDqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wxmMm-_iptU/s320/Image12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   BABY WANTED ME TO BLOG. SHALL BLOG THEN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  As usual school today, had maths module. Wasn't that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had lunch , subway with baby as I promised her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually today was practically webcamming with baby and playing FB games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School over, went over to tmall arcade to find baby's friends and baoxuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed to t1 and bought a laptop keyboard casing for yiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Accompained baby home and webcamming with her now .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to be quite busy starting from this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gonna sleep early ! Babygirl also :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21a6JLvBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/J7riBxQHDJE/s1600-h/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363142205157129234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21a6JLvBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/J7riBxQHDJE/s320/thanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21adGFm6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/7QuSepSm_Yo/s1600-h/cube+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363142197359516578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21adGFm6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/7QuSepSm_Yo/s320/cube+tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8550170542433193828?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8550170542433193828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8550170542433193828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-babygirl-d.html' title='My babygirl :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sm21bFQmDqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wxmMm-_iptU/s72-c/Image12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5917542573315505264</id><published>2009-07-23T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:12:03.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby♥ blogging here .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Smh9tbCw2EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rwe3GNPOeFw/s1600-h/Picture+0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361673575691507778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Smh9tbCw2EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rwe3GNPOeFw/s320/Picture+0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;babyboy's lazy to blog again . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall help him blog then .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually , i'm kind of lazy too .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, at least i blogged in my blog !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so , more details , link to my blog easier uh =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-5917542573315505264?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5917542573315505264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5917542573315505264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-blogging-here_23.html' title='baby♥ blogging here .'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Smh9tbCw2EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rwe3GNPOeFw/s72-c/Picture+0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-6061596871629216042</id><published>2009-07-22T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:44:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2ND MONTH :D</title><content type='html'>Today&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;special&lt;br /&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;mentioned&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;dearest&lt;br /&gt;babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Woke up early in the morning today , met baby and went to her house and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, did saw her letter and understood something yea :D&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way till 1.00 plus and headed to my house as I wanted to bathe and change.&lt;br /&gt;Left house at 2.45 and headed to TMALL,&lt;br /&gt;Had our breakfast+lunch there. PizzaHut.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by catching a movie ( Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Half Blood Prince)&lt;br /&gt;After that went  to safra for pool with baby's friends.&lt;br /&gt;Pooled till 9.00 plus and cabbed my babygirl home.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home then and now , blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Going to head for bed soon as i'm very tired!&lt;br /&gt;Want more pictures and details, please go to babygirl's link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl,  Happy 2nd month, yes , it did seem like yesterday was just our first month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time spent together were indeed fun and memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I said, I will always be by your side when you need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Give you a hug when you're cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make you smile and laugh when you're down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And of course, we'll be counting down for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly , I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-6061596871629216042?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6061596871629216042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6061596871629216042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-2nd-month-d.html' title='HAPPY 2ND MONTH :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-9111128461973256774</id><published>2009-07-16T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:41:25.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl9IG1P6O1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8lGV5IM4n_Q/s1600-h/kelvin+in+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359081363804404562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl9IG1P6O1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8lGV5IM4n_Q/s320/kelvin+in+class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A short post for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual, went to school , had programming module.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Same, 2 man team again with syad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Webcammed with babygirl during lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had subway with babygirl for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, programming UT, i'll be contented if i get a C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met babygirl and went to have our dinner at CS Wang's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to my house, did my RJ and slack till 9.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Babygirl cabbed home, bathe and webcamming with her just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turning in soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl9IGtqQo_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cy29zmfLmTQ/s1600-h/hahahahahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359081361767441394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl9IGtqQo_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cy29zmfLmTQ/s320/hahahahahah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you too, my girlfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh yes, 6 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5027858968509714841-9111128461973256774?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9111128461973256774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9111128461973256774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/girlfriend.html' title='Girlfriend.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl9IG1P6O1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8lGV5IM4n_Q/s72-c/kelvin+in+class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-1815033326236201406</id><published>2009-07-15T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:36:36.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby♥ blogging here .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl3oz6_c-oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BPjIWE3bXNA/s1600-h/its+gonna+last.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358695110347127426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl3oz6_c-oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BPjIWE3bXNA/s320/its+gonna+last.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh , baby skipped school today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this pig slept till noon then wake up .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still eat my favourite ice cream in front of me while webcam-ing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's damn evil righttttt !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw , met up with him after school , in tampines interchange .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wanted to go over to woodlands to meet me , but he didn't notice the time .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to collect our rings from couple lab .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then to get curry puffs and he sent me home .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah , baby just got home from his bball training .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep early uh babyboy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;me loves you many many ! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-1815033326236201406?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1815033326236201406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1815033326236201406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-blogging-here_15.html' title='baby♥ blogging here .'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sl3oz6_c-oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BPjIWE3bXNA/s72-c/its+gonna+last.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2117287382101252023</id><published>2009-07-13T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:54:09.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babygirl (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SltIM9nBEmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3MZnKzGKkkU/s1600-h/monday+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357955569221177954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SltIM9nBEmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3MZnKzGKkkU/s400/monday+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;School today at 8.30 , had maths module today. It was alright though. Haha, class ordered pizza for lunch break . 2/3 during class time was webcamming with babygirl :D After that had enterprise UT, wasn't that bad. Headed over to interchange to take bus with baby and went to tmall to have our dinner at mac , cause baby was starving. Slacked there awhile and went to OpenPlaza . Took afew pictures and cabbed baby home. And now, sleeping early tonight. Babygirl too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From the day when I first knew you, I had a hunch.&lt;br /&gt;A hunch that you'll fall right onto my arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2117287382101252023?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2117287382101252023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2117287382101252023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/babygirl.html' title='Babygirl (:'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SltIM9nBEmI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3MZnKzGKkkU/s72-c/monday+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-1338753647386742809</id><published>2009-07-12T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:54:12.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated.</title><content type='html'>Lousy mood today due to some matters, seriously for so long. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1.00pm today.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up again at 3.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;Later will be having at match against Changi Simei.&lt;br /&gt;Shall end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll keep you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-1338753647386742809?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1338753647386742809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/1338753647386742809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/irritated.html' title='Irritated.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7582821096560372710</id><published>2009-07-09T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:59:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby♥ blogging here .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlX3D1lRLlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YqVZ9e5RC-g/s1600-h/baby+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356458977122135634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlX3D1lRLlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YqVZ9e5RC-g/s400/baby+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh , jeslyn's here to blog for that &lt;em&gt;dumb one&lt;/em&gt; again (:&lt;br /&gt;because baby's out with his bball mates and he wants me to help him blog .&lt;br /&gt;actually , i have no idea what to blog about also .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw , went over to tmall with baby after school .&lt;br /&gt;had auntie anne's and over to mac to do our RJs and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;and he sent me home after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby , sleep early uh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know i love you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jeslyn ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5027858968509714841-7582821096560372710?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7582821096560372710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7582821096560372710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-blogging-here_09.html' title='baby♥ blogging here .'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlX3D1lRLlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YqVZ9e5RC-g/s72-c/baby+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-4772129578883685512</id><published>2009-07-09T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:07:51.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i.l.j.t'/><title type='text'>BORING!</title><content type='html'>PROGRAMMING Today. Shall blog more tonight.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole class having free time for school.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, all fb-ing, msn, gaming, chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it seems that our love are getting stronger. Ain't it ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-4772129578883685512?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4772129578883685512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/4772129578883685512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring.html' title='BORING!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-9128011045984056218</id><published>2009-07-08T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:05:37.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356103971366336194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlS0LyFZdsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7rj3Iq8lxwA/s320/kisses2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual , schooled and had cognitive module today , was fun. Cause I was wearing a shirt with a bear on it saying' Give me a HUG . HAH, just kidding' . And some of my class mates acted out the scene with me. Damn funny. After school ,went to CHEERS to get baby's hagen daz's ice cream and then headed to safra with baby to meet up with her friends and pooled. After that cab home with baby and then went home. Sleeping early tonight, tired. Same applies for baby :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356103976796090146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlS0MGT87yI/AAAAAAAAAFc/grwgwIa7sbc/s320/kisses+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, Jeslyn Tan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-9128011045984056218?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9128011045984056218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/9128011045984056218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-you.html' title='With you.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlS0LyFZdsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7rj3Iq8lxwA/s72-c/kisses2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2281340248286220026</id><published>2009-07-07T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:34:27.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlNafeptZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5YI3Z4ShcSY/s1600-h/hahahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723878724101730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlNafeptZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5YI3Z4ShcSY/s320/hahahah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Smiles always :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As usual , woke up at 6.00 am, took 969 and went to school . Today was enterprise, ain't that bad, was fun :D Had KFC for lunch as baby and her friends called delivery . School ended, headed to walk at tmall, cs, t1 with baby. Finally bought her belgian choco mini tub ice cream at Cheers as she wanted one ( was like walking to NTUC, fairprice, shop&amp;amp;save but couldn't find the flavour). Accompained baby home after that and went home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, smiles alright. I know you're tired, but she's playful . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if possible, pat her and say sorry. For my sake.&lt;/em&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/5027858968509714841-2281340248286220026?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2281340248286220026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2281340248286220026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/smiles-d.html' title='Smiles :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlNafeptZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5YI3Z4ShcSY/s72-c/hahahah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-5107037153874584215</id><published>2009-07-06T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:55:12.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's gonna change my love for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlIO4elRJsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h0fcIvua9yo/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355359270341781186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlIO4elRJsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h0fcIvua9yo/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Both Nerds&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   As usual, woke up at 6.00 today, prepared and headed for school. Wore the hot pink topman shirt which baby bought for me as my birthday present and got comments from my classmates, LOL :D Today module was math , not that bad, did well ( 3 man team ). After school , waited for baby and she headed to my house. Slacked there awhile till 6.45pm and we headed to tmall to have our dinner. Baby's favourite place ; Yoshinoya. HAHAHA, after that went home, bathed and now ooVoo-ing with baby and baby's friend. Shall sleep soon as i'm quite beat for today, Baby too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-5107037153874584215?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5107037153874584215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/5107037153874584215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothings-gonna-change-my-love-for-you.html' title='Nothing&apos;s gonna change my love for you.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlIO4elRJsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h0fcIvua9yo/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3301218583671762336</id><published>2009-07-05T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:17:39.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.l.j.t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlDDhB83MvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MYTX1aVCynA/s1600-h/ilu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994929170330354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlDDhB83MvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MYTX1aVCynA/s320/ilu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;em&gt; I would hold you like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Hmm, nothing much today, woke up in the afternoon, ooVoo-ed with baby, weixi and jiajie. And headed out as there's a basketball match . Raining and match was postponed. Ate dinner with the team guys, slacked , talked and now home. Nights people. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3301218583671762336?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3301218583671762336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3301218583671762336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/iljt.html' title='i.l.j.t'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SlDDhB83MvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MYTX1aVCynA/s72-c/ilu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-2499550890774421974</id><published>2009-07-05T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:05:38.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby♥ blogging here again (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j162/xXxJeslynxXx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=babyitsforever.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="238" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j162/xXxJeslynxXx/babyitsforever.jpg" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;dumb one&lt;/em&gt; is still watching his movie now .&lt;br /&gt;hah , supposed to watch with them , but too late uh , so i left first .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fringe's bangs now .&lt;br /&gt;that dumb one wanna let me cut his fringe also lehhhh !&lt;br /&gt;but i'm nice , so i won't :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , im feeling very sleepy now .&lt;br /&gt;shall go off to bed soon .&lt;br /&gt;DUMB ONE ! DON'T GO INTO FISH A FISH WHEN YOU'RE HOME !&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP EARLYYYYYYYYYYY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeslyn ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-2499550890774421974?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2499550890774421974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/2499550890774421974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-blogging-here-again.html' title='baby♥ blogging here again (:'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-396695491106618812</id><published>2009-07-04T00:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:43:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another word that comes before love is 'forever'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sk4v-UlD7zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WM0q0v5kgEQ/s1600-h/472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354269754712649522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sk4v-UlD7zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WM0q0v5kgEQ/s320/472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA, baby with my geeky specs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual , went to school today. The best thing was, the colour code for today was red and there were the 8 of us (me , baby, deb , dom , koon , gary , helmi , amanda) were wearing red and walking to school from interchange. But was kind of stopped in front of RP's front as they need us to take out our themormeter as a proof to enter school. But the 8 of us just entered through the side door and went to our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354269761659785250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sk4v-udY0CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/m6fUqObepIo/s320/474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There was good and bad news for me . Good news were that I can't stay in class as I have been identified with no thermometer as they checked my class and I have to go home immediately. Bad news was I wanted to do today's sci problem statement. Waited for baby and her classmates, yl,yt and jordan and we headed for bugis to pool. Pooled till 3.30 and went to have lunch/dinner. And headed to tampines safra to pool again with baby and her friends. After that ate some cakes as it was baby's friend's birthday and headed home. Heh, just realised that today actually spent more than 12 hours with baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354272792740346674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sk4yvKHTuzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IDCFGiRmEKE/s320/love+you+ttm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby, I love you ttvm too. And just know that you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going to be mine for now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-396695491106618812?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/396695491106618812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/396695491106618812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-word-that-comes-before-love-is.html' title='Another word that comes before love is &apos;forever&apos;.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sk4v-UlD7zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WM0q0v5kgEQ/s72-c/472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-6567191229444374665</id><published>2009-07-02T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:14:13.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the love that's gonna last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sky9lBI4GFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YsgLcpDCWR8/s1600-h/wallpaper+me+and+baby+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353862500695152722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sky9lBI4GFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YsgLcpDCWR8/s320/wallpaper+me+and+baby+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       A little something I did for baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As usual, school today, met baby and others at 969 bus stop at 6.50, and boarded on the bus at 7.00 as just nice baby and deborah rushed to the bus on time or we would have wait for another one as koonzhe, gary , helmi and amanda boarded it first. Though it was the first day school, it was fairly alright, did programming.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, met baby for 2nd break and ate subway. After school, bus-ed back to tampines interchange with baby and wanted to pool today. Decided to go safra, but after reaching there, there was no table so me and baby had our slight dinner there. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that went home and did RJ, OHYA, did RJ for baby too , right? Seems that tomorrow will have a long day with baby and her friends. Shall sleep early tonight i guess. BABY too uh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-6567191229444374665?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6567191229444374665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6567191229444374665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-love-thats-gonna-last.html' title='you&apos;re the love that&apos;s gonna last.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sky9lBI4GFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YsgLcpDCWR8/s72-c/wallpaper+me+and+baby+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-6479247254341831015</id><published>2009-07-01T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:48:23.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby♥ blogging here (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s80.photobucket.com/albums/j162/xXxJeslynxXx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tilltheendoftime.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="575" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j162/xXxJeslynxXx/tilltheendoftime.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh , im here to help baby blog today .&lt;br /&gt;since he won't be home so early .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby came over to my house this morning .&lt;br /&gt;slept till like around 10+ , and we both skipped e learning .&lt;br /&gt;went down and cooked spaghetti for baby .&lt;br /&gt;he said its not bad uh (:&lt;br /&gt;FB-ed all the way after that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left my house at around 1+ and headed over to safra .&lt;br /&gt;pool-ed again and we didn't have to wait for very long for a table today .&lt;br /&gt;played till around 4+ and left for int .&lt;br /&gt;cos baby had to meet koonzhe to go have their haircut .&lt;br /&gt;and he has got bball training in the evening .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tmr , sleep early uh baby !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-6479247254341831015?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6479247254341831015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/6479247254341831015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-blogging-here.html' title='baby♥ blogging here (:'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-691241918343297609</id><published>2009-06-30T23:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:24:58.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy 17th birthday spent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353140510867482002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Skos7rcCZZI/AAAAAAAAACM/dK4vuBZCzgo/s400/P1020560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, firstly I have to thank all the people who send me birthday wishes ! Secondly, thank my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;deb,dom,amanda,koonzhe,helmi&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who planned today's celebration for me. And lastly, it was a sucess :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning went over to baby's house to do e-learning, but was tired and hence slept awhile and woke up at 8.15 to get online. Did'nt really do much and infact did not do at all . Hmm, after a while deborah and dominic came over and all 4 of us were like playing games instead of doing work. After that felt hungry and we ordered mac. Actually was initally disappointed as baby told me last night that she can't spend my birthday with me as she can't go out. ( and i believed -.-) After that went to deborah's house and used laptop and also slept a while. Left at 4.30 as i have to meet koon zhe at the small mac because he said he had something to pass to me.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, he passed me my birthday present and we went to have our slight dinner as i thought there was nothing else. Little did i know that there was a plan for my birthday celebration. As koonzhe said he wanted to go east point and get something for his sister. He took 38 with me. Went off the stop and reached home. When i reach home, of course the first thing i wanted to do was to put my things down and have a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353153337461049522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko4mSOQCLI/AAAAAAAAADM/UWwbG-d6pVY/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, but , but ! When i opened my room door, was dumb founded to see dominic, deborah, baby, helmi, amanda sitting on my bed. Closed my room door immediately and open again as i thought i was blur. Was shocked and words can't come out of my mouth. haha, but it was funny though xD. Koon then appeared after a few minutes as i realised he was the one in charge to stall for my time! Was indeed touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353150913870308866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko2ZNpMJgI/AAAAAAAAACc/uVpwOTNy7GE/s320/P1020543.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Celebrated with them and my family and had dinner at my house :D Was there till about 9.15 and all left. Accompained baby home together with dominic and deborah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353150932192295122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko2aR5feNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/68ZwN0rtf7Y/s320/P1020557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353150929531406578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko2aH_FiPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xVUnR7J0aSw/s320/P1020554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353150926683144738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko2Z9YAgiI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZDJdy0Kd7Fw/s320/P1020551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353150919409264082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko2ZiRx5dI/AAAAAAAAACk/rmSXmkIm1tw/s320/P1020548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Finally pictures of baby and me together (:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GUYS for this birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th birthday spent :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353153342662996418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko4mlmfccI/AAAAAAAAADU/7ce0z6LewkE/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353153335601354722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Sko4mLS3V-I/AAAAAAAAADE/4BvLPE1jMZ8/s320/P1020549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-691241918343297609?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/691241918343297609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/691241918343297609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-17th-birthday-spent.html' title='A happy 17th birthday spent!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Skos7rcCZZI/AAAAAAAAACM/dK4vuBZCzgo/s72-c/P1020560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-8581174066665409551</id><published>2009-06-29T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:27:29.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>few more mins to baby's 17 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SkjqFUoEvmI/AAAAAAAAACE/eS9TA4_otKM/s1600-h/baby+,+me+,+deb+and+dom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352785534286872162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SkjqFUoEvmI/AAAAAAAAACE/eS9TA4_otKM/s400/baby+,+me+,+deb+and+dom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh , few more mins to baby's birthday .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;updated in my blog about his day uh .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lazy blog more =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JESLYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-8581174066665409551?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8581174066665409551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/8581174066665409551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-more-mins-to-babys-17-d.html' title='few more mins to baby&apos;s 17 :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/SkjqFUoEvmI/AAAAAAAAACE/eS9TA4_otKM/s72-c/baby+,+me+,+deb+and+dom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-3842597862376724814</id><published>2009-06-29T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:44:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog opened :D</title><content type='html'>baby's blog's opened !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA ! you better go update !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JESLYN ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-3842597862376724814?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3842597862376724814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/3842597862376724814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-opened-d.html' title='blog opened :D'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5027858968509714841.post-7328357048487027601</id><published>2009-06-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:41:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by your baby ♥</title><content type='html'>heh , baby , your blog's finally done .&lt;br /&gt;am looking forward to you blogging .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , and i shall go off to bed now .&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your run tmr morning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JESLYN ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5027858968509714841-7328357048487027601?l=your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7328357048487027601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5027858968509714841/posts/default/7328357048487027601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://your-sweetestnightmare.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-your-baby.html' title='by your baby ♥'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16224348480273271809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w7tHbw90yLI/Suko_XGiZ2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UGnHrGRzwTk/S220/HUBBY.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
