<?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-8349971688407745977</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:15:59.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*Aries In The Wonderland*~</title><subtitle type='html'>Complicated gal or rather a simple minded gal.I may not be someone great but just a common lady trying to lead a happy life, enjoying as much as I could. Live with no Regrets!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2639288061695947084</id><published>2009-07-31T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:28:59.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countiing down...3 More Days....</title><content type='html'>Time moved very quickly for me recently being very hectic at work, i am beginning to protest i think, i am having quarrels with customer which i know i shouldn't but really can't help it to reason out with that unreasonable freak, she really got onto my nerve, after so long tolerating all her shits &amp;amp; nonsenses and this time round i couldn't resist anymore and so i gave her crude remarks and even ask her go and complain about me if she's not happy about it and yes indeed she did it as what i expected... haha... nevertheless, it's not affecting me haha.... cos my  boss also know what kind of person is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to admit that i'm having bad moodswings recently, it could be due to my medications i guess, suffering in silence... =( just hope people surrounding me can be more understanding towards all things that i've done. Call me the Emo Gal which everyone used to name me as one hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per my header, yes another 3 more days he will be leaving to US for work. You will be missed.  Too bad i'm unable to send him off as i have the doc appt. sigh... looking forward to tonight meet up with him ba. Ok going back to work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2639288061695947084?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2639288061695947084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2639288061695947084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/07/countiing-down3-more-days.html' title='Countiing down...3 More Days....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3907734526065769084</id><published>2009-07-27T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:18:26.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Date 25 July 2009</title><content type='html'>Yeah... so long since i last blogged, being real busy with work and personal life. Nah Am not attached so don't have to ask me if i am... Finally i got a proper shelter but of cos there's pros and cons. Nvm am content at least always got a pay a price for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... sigh... my body is complaining to me le... am visiting hospital like twice a month and monthly medications for better health i hope. Living in Singapore really can't afford to fall sick the medical bill is killer to me... seriously i am working so hard to pay of bills only!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. refering to my header... yeah a memorable date with him, counting down to the date he will be leaving to US for work... Time flies indeed.... during these period of time where i didn't blogged, really went thru alot, be it ups or downs.... "roller coasters days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright hopefully i can update more frequent same like before. but i doubt i can. will be having more work coming up. Pray for my health.... i will be fine!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3907734526065769084?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3907734526065769084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3907734526065769084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/07/memorable-date-25-july-2009.html' title='Memorable Date 25 July 2009'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7157018590206854108</id><published>2009-06-28T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:25:32.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Do not look for comfort in appearances or form, for they are hollow in truth. Seek comfort and love from the Source from which all form &amp;amp; appearances arise and you can be certain that all that you truly seek will be giving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7157018590206854108?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7157018590206854108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7157018590206854108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-day_28.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-4940715005837259105</id><published>2009-06-16T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:33:07.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>什么是爱，什么叫恨</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quite like this passage below. Hope the one reading enjoy it too.... Emo......me.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;爱情是什么，我不懂，我只是知道，能和你在一起，那会是一件快乐的事情。爱是一种感受，即使痛苦也会觉得幸福；爱是一种体会，即使心碎也会觉得甜蜜；爱是一种经历，即使破碎也会觉得美丽。如果今生我们注定擦肩而过，那我深深地祝福你永远快乐。然后收起所有的点点情意，期待来生与你相遇。因为你，我曾经快乐；因为你，我曾经迷惑；因为你，我曾经受伤；因为你，我.....爱，原来很容易，就是轻轻把你放在心里；爱，原来不容易，就是无法走到你心里。有缘相识相爱，却无缘相聚相守，无论世事如何变迁，我们距离多远，我的心都会与你同跳。我会永远爱你。你我有各自的轨迹，如流星。能相聚，共步一段旅程，是缘分。但最终，将朝着各自方向渐行渐远，是命运。放弃该放弃的是无奈，放弃不该放弃的是无能，不放弃该放弃的是无知，不放弃不该放弃的是执着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一个人，说爱我，又离我而去；把我从天堂，推向地狱，那个人就是你。无论白天夜里，爱你身不由已；无论多大风雨，我会天天陪你；无论多少委屈，我都说对不起。为何，还要失去你！鸟儿和鱼儿相爱了。可是，它们活在两个世界。于是，鸟儿伤心地飞向另一片海域，鱼儿游向海底最深处。回想起我们在一起的日子，我就忍不住一阵阵的心痛.不是曾经说好了不要分开的吗？你怎么忍心就这样丢下我一个！遇见你是无意，认识你是天意，想着你是情意，如果我们有了退意，至少我们还有回忆。没牵住你的手是我一生的错，无论是在天涯海角还是近在眼前，你都是我心中最深的思念最深的痛！这一次我真的离开了你，比当初爱上你更需要勇气，这一次我真的离开了你，不敢告诉你我还是爱你。如果有一天我们分离，请记得有个傻瓜爱过你，我把难过留给自己，不做情人我也心存感激。谢谢你冷酷到底，让我死心塌地忘记；谢谢你绝情到底，让我彻底放弃。失去后的爱更显得珍贵！可是又有多少爱能重来呢？当爱情重来的时候我会给他加一个期限，不长，只此一生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泪水是我想你的滋味，我寄出的心无力挽回，如果回忆是唯一的回信，我不会忘记我曾经美丽。一分钟就能让一个人心动，一小时就能喜欢上一个人，一天就能爱上一个人.但是，要用一生的时间才能去忘掉。如此美丽夜晚，孤独是一种遗憾。想念得不到的爱情，已成习惯。情歌让我虚度浪漫，最后还是曲终人散。早知道和你注定是无尽的忧郁,我却不知该如何收回我的心意.不能说出的故事，一场美丽的相遇,爱是一场不悔的沉醉.  爱过了就不要轻言说后悔，伤过了才知道爱的痛苦，人没有一帆风顺的，要走过低谷才会看到光明。一首首歌，都像是你我的开始与结束，现在才知道，幸福很短暂.曾以为自己拥有全世界，后来才知道，一直一无所有！渺苍穹，淡别离，此情已去，愿君多回忆。我欲孤身走四季，悲恨相续，漠然已无语。爱是缘，被爱是分。有缘无分，或者有分无缘都是一幕人间悲剧。如果缘由天定，分却在于人为。既然我尽了最大的努力也不能使你幸福,而且我并不是您生命中必不可少的,所以我选择离开----祝你幸福!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;删除你的一切联络方式把你从我的生命中删除;用逃避自己的方式来逃避你.独自品味共同回忆.必须离开你,因爱你.  什么是爱，什么叫恨，每一种感触不在心内相印；合则是爱，分则有恨，有一种解释就称做缘分。有时候执着是一种重负或一种伤害，放弃却是一种美丽.有你的日子总忐忑不安，分手一刻又六神无主，不知该不该爱你，我真的错了吗？当爱情不能完美，我宁愿选择无悔，不论来生多么美丽，我无法失去今生对你的记忆！分手已说出来，怎会仍深深的感觉无奈。泪已流下来，怎可让它堆积成海。不经意间你来到了我身边，我以为你只是一片鸿毛，当你从我手心飘落时我才知道，我失去的是我的全部.鱼说:我在流泪,你看不见,因为我在水里面.水说:妳在流泪,我看的见,因为我在你心里面.感谢你的好,但要谢绝你的爱.我曾经那么的用情,但却被人轻易的忘记.我不想再重复昨天的故事. 这些话只说一遍，我真心让你走。那双更温暖的手，你一定要好好的握。别担心我，你多保重，你一定要比我幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很爱你，不想让你走，可是.泪水曾经为亲情中所受的委屈而流,泪水曾经为爱情中逝去的温馨而流,那么此刻的泪水究竟是为谁而流.天空灰灰的,阴阴的，似乎很配合我的心情,不经意泪水淌在脸旁,它已成为两行.为何它总是偷偷的跑出来和我讲道理；谈意义，难道真是外表坚强的我内心太柔弱？直来直去，不会一味的顺从一直以来就是我的脾气. 性格外向内心孤寂的我侧过脸去看着外面昏暗的天空，阴冷的天气，突然觉得很有诗意，没有太阳温暖的朝气，没有月亮皎洁的美丽，没有星星浪漫的气息，却带给我一份平和的安逸，悲情的秘密．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人心里都有一个最爱最放不下的人，当他离开的时候，才发现一滴泪落下的时间竟然可以这么快，快到连心痛都还没感觉到，泪水就落下了.总有一个人让另一个人心痛，总有一个人让另一个人哭泣，谁是谁的心痛？谁是谁的泪水？谁又是谁的最爱？人是最脆弱的动物，谁都有软弱的时候，在爱的人面前心一点一点破碎，泪一点一点崩溃，人一点一点堕落是什么感觉？只有心底防线真正被动毁时，才可以那样表现自己的软弱吧.失去轻而易举，得到却很难，尤其是在失去后再想拥有，于是泪水是唯一的安慰，夜深人静的时候，方知泪水也是一种毒，一种很难戒的毒，毒药是你，解药还是你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱承受不起太多的泪水，爱太轻，泪水太重，谁先溃败，谁先哭泣，其实赢的人又何尝快乐呢，不能陪你哭泣，看着你哭，却无法安慰，只要轻轻拥入怀中，然而就这样简单的动作，谁都给不起，你哭泣的是眼睛，也许我哭泣的是心.只是，我的哭泣你看得到吗?还在乎吗？只是想问？亲爱的......如果我是你的泪水，谁才是我的泪水?一滴泪水能够承载多少的爱？一滴泪水的重量是多少？一滴泪落下需要多久？足够去换回你失去或者想得到的一切？迷茫一滴泪水能够承载多少的爱？我要说的是：“亲爱的，不管你的泪水是谁的，我永远是你的泪水。我要爱你一生一世。你说我是你的什么，我就是什么？因为我知道我是属于你的，没有人能让我离开你。我是你的泪水，而你却是我的眼睛，任泪水无止尽地流，今晚，好像没有了明天，就让泪水在今夜流完……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-4940715005837259105?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4940715005837259105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4940715005837259105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='什么是爱，什么叫恨'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7252254022847588413</id><published>2009-06-12T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:31:10.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank...</title><content type='html'>Feel like blogging and yet didnt know what to blog down... Finally i think i am loving myself more than anything else... I've consult the doctor which i need long time ago, all i can do is to wait for appt and results... 3 tubes of blood lost, sigh.... hopefully is not too late to love myself now.... i feel so sorry to my health... i've neglected so much.... Now i can only pray i am fine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've alot of things to blog about really..... perhaps another time with the update of visit to the museums and outings with frens and colleagues... Time to turn in....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7252254022847588413?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7252254022847588413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7252254022847588413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/06/blank.html' title='Blank...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8285862276966174267</id><published>2009-06-07T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:47:00.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Never take someone for granted. Hold every person close to your heart. Because you might wake up one day. And realize that you've lost a diamond. While you were too busy collecting stones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8285862276966174267?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8285862276966174267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8285862276966174267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-day_07.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-663512120790706952</id><published>2009-06-05T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:46:21.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Shape your life by the way you think. Shape your thinking by the way you love. Shape your love by your willingness to open your heart. Open your heart by your sheer desire to experience more love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-663512120790706952?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/663512120790706952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/663512120790706952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6261116400001445546</id><published>2009-05-25T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:54:49.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday...</title><content type='html'>In the end we met at those wee hours... till dawn.... sigh.... anyway, Monday blue as usual.... now at work unsure if the plan will be a good one anyway just move with the flow, hopefuly the arrangement this time work out well and smooth. Hopefully able to tie thru this crucial period of time at work. Just woke up from nap. Going back to sleep again... Feverish me.... sigh... missing him again... =( Gambeteh for my weight management.... not sure today is number which day but seems to be quite well manage except of the lack of sleep. Aries u can do it!! jia you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgotten.. watching Night at the museum 2 tomorrow with lili~~~ Looking forward yeah..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6261116400001445546?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6261116400001445546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6261116400001445546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday.html' title='Monday...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-368266920828194309</id><published>2009-05-24T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:24:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeEeEeeEee.... Sunday (~_~) \ /</title><content type='html'>Little updates~~ SUNDAY!!! Surprise lo!!! Andrea ask me to Sentosa which i tot i was dreaming at first lo!! cos is like over the years i known her, when i asked her to the sentosa beach for swim she will reject me lo.... but this time she asked if i wanna go!! hahahaa..... and WE WENT of cos... my fav.... =D~~~ Nothing much to update on today actually... ohh actually suppose to meet the someone... but in the end... we didnt meet le.... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Here's a few things in the list to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hey family and friends, i need your full support!!! i am on weight management programme now!!! Don't ask me for buffet, supper and food that can make me FAT!! I am serious oh.... Don't call me spoilspot if i reject you ok... haha....  DON'T YOU DARE TO TEMPT ME!! LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to pick up medidation and yoga courses soon if possible.... think i really need it for my health....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Planning for a short holiday to Redang again? i love the sea there!! i missing it now.... Awwwww......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Stay Determine!! Perseverance!! Endurance!! For the sake of my health!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... Tired now...  Off to bed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-368266920828194309?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/368266920828194309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/368266920828194309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeeeeee-sunday.html' title='WeEeEeeEee.... Sunday (~_~) \ /'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-9018845296573617418</id><published>2009-05-23T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:08:00.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Do not hide your feelings from yourself. It is only through your acknowledgment and loving embrace of them that you are able to truly let them go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-9018845296573617418?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9018845296573617418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9018845296573617418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day_23.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5291446516982060569</id><published>2009-05-22T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:10:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>从没开始的感情，还有无限可能，一旦得到了，也许是另一回事。然而，跟他一起之后，你跟害怕失去他。失掉他，你会痛苦;有过而又失掉，比从未有过而失掉跟痛苦。你想得到他，还是想失掉他？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-5291446516982060569?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5291446516982060569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5291446516982060569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day_22.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2067903446243841146</id><published>2009-05-19T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:09:59.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To those who are married... Not married ... and soon to be married...</title><content type='html'>Was reading my email and came across this, may look familiar to you in the story but sometime if can you read again, it will somehow gives you a knock on your head. To remind you what's love all about and not habit and love fades off... Cherish~~&lt;br /&gt;It may be short but it really tells alot.. something to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? &lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. &lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.... I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute... I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office..... Jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until deaths do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. I know how her heart could not bear to hear my last words now. I still carried her, my last one...this time with my wretched heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah..blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2067903446243841146?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2067903446243841146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2067903446243841146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-those-who-are-married-not-married.html' title='To those who are married... Not married ... and soon to be married...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2919089747777324986</id><published>2009-05-19T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:27:37.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>看了不许哭哦！！！</title><content type='html'>老公啊，我们什么时候能结婚啊？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，我们什么时候能结婚啊？”女人一脸好奇的问，从声音分辨，她是很轻快的询问！他们在一起时间不久，两年而已，相处两年的情侣到处都是，随便就能抓出一大把，而现在的人，能有几个在交往的时候考虑结婚的？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“现在工作上也没什么突破，过两年吧！”男人轻轻柔柔道！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“哦！”没有失落亦没有兴奋，似乎预料中！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，那假如有孩子了怎么办？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“你有了？”男人严肃的握住女人的手，眼神犀利的盯住她！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“你抓痛我了啦！”女人喊了出来，“我是问问而已，有了我会告诉你的！” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老婆，你记得，以我们现在并不适合要孩子，经济上也许可以不用顾忌但是心理上还无法接受，养育一个孩子不是养育一只小宠物那么简单；如果有了要告诉我，我会陪你去医院的，明白吗？”听了女人的话，男人放下心来，也柔下声音来对女人说着自己的观点！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“你放心好了啦，我不会那么不注意的，即便是有了也不会瞒你的，嘿嘿！”女人清爽的声音再度响起！但在心底，女人不知道是否该赞同男人的话，彼此工作其实都不错也算稳定；已经多次思考过，男人只是交往初期提到过结婚，而当彼此交往变得稳定后就没有涉及过婚姻；女人虽然大大咧咧但不是真的傻！其实真不知道他们之间的问题到底出在哪？是不爱吗？虽然感觉不到爱却也没感觉到哪不爱，也许是时间让彼此都沉静了！现在他们住的房子，一半是女人出钱按揭的；她习惯平衡！平日逛街，他也从来没有陪过她，她从来不觉得有什么不舒服，毕竟习惯自娱是最容易快乐的方式，这时候却想到这个动作是否也能衡量他的感情。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，今天你陪我逛街好不好？你还从来没陪我上过街呢！”女人撒娇的说。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“忙呢！乖，怎么今天想到要我陪了？”男人漫不经心的问！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“那你要不要嘛？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“自己去吧，要买什么自己去提款就是！”男人的眼光始终专注在文件上！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公，我突然想嫁给你了，怎么办？”清纯美丽的小脸上闪亮的大眼无辜的望着男人；这句话把男人的注意力拉回到她身上。男人望着眼前这个没被现实的残忍划下太多痕迹的女子，隐隐的不耐与无力！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“那张纸对你来说是什么意义？”男人放下手上的工作打算和女人好好的谈一次！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“不知道！想和你结婚跟那张纸有牵连吗？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“你想结婚不就是想要那张纸吗？”男人牵动了下眉。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“如果你那样想也可以啦，你有没有想过和我结婚？其实也是在问你的未来有没有把我算在内！”依然是轻快的声音。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“从一开始我就是打算和你一直走下去的，你不会不明白。”男人间接的回答。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“你从来没有直接的回答过我的问题耶，不管是怎样的问题都好！”女人把声音放到很嗲；“好了啦，不跟你讨论了，免得气死我自己！嘻嘻，那我自己去逛街啦，不要你陪，哼！”话音一落，她拿起包以轻快的姿态走出房间！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　身后的门一关上，原本笑意盈盈的脸瞬间沉下来，换上一脸苍白与哀愁，眸底有着让人捕捉不住的幽晦迷离！迈出脚步，缓缓的走在人潮拥挤的路上，脑子里一片空白却也塞满了思绪，一直都以为自己是很快就能过渡伤害放大欢乐的开心着，这次用尽了力气，却做不到；泪水直流！有的时候不甘愿输给命运却不得不屈服于宿命！快乐的妖精这会，不快乐！哭够了，收起眼泪扬起笑脸，冲到步行街给心爱的他选了十套西服十件衬衣十条领带十个胸针十双袜子十双鞋子，信用卡几乎被刷暴，但是她笑得看不到眼！这时候的她，又是一个精灵，能感染人的精灵！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　东西太多扛不了，只好打车回去！得意洋洋的向他炫耀自己的战绩，他看到那么多的衣服，嘴角边隐隐的抽搐，看着身旁这个做事向来一鸣惊人的她不知做何反应！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，这些都我挑的，不错吧？”看着自己挑的西服她自我陶醉，对自己的眼光她向来自信！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，这些衣服记得已经慢慢穿哦，今天看到好看的心血来潮就帮你买了！哼，你要敢说一个不喜欢的字眼，我就让你吃不了兜着走，听到没？”插着腰威胁，故意板起那张娇滴滴的脸！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“好！我不说不喜欢，但是你买这么干什么？你怎么总是那么浪费！”男人语带指责。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“哎呀啦，老公，反正都已经买了你骂我也没用啊！你就多疼我一点也喜欢上这些衣服吧，好不好嘛？”撒娇的摇着他的手，一脸的委屈状！他回她一个无奈的眼神，揉揉她的头发； &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“好好好！你呀，以后记得别这样了听到没？否则就算你撒娇我一样不饶哦！” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“恩恩恩恩！”拼命的摇晃着脑袋！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“嘿嘿．．．嬉嬉．．．”女人一直在咧着嘴傻笑个不停，男人见状亦拉开嘴笑了出来，他的女人太可爱了，和个孩子一样无忧，也有成****人的知性；有“妻”如她，还有什么不满足？他在心里也在琢磨着见家长的事，一直都不再提起结婚的事只是想给她一个惊喜，当初在一起的时候，他就下定决心娶她！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老公啊，我这个月回家去陪我妈妈好不好？毕业到现在我都没有在家好好呆过呢，妈妈好想我了，我怕弟弟娶到的老婆欺负我妈，我要回去好好‘教育’弟弟去！”晚上的时候她楼着他，手在他身上挠着痒痒，他边逃开他的魔爪，边取笑：“你终于有良心记起妈妈啦？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“嬉嬉，人家我可是乖乖女咧！老公，我买了明天中午的机票，这段时间你可要好好照顾自己哦！” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“原来你是有计谋的啊，我说你怎么忽然对我那么好！”男人假装凶神恶煞！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“哈哈，你装的都不像了啦！讨厌～。。。” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　笑声溢满整个世界！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　半个月过去，男人耐不住没有女人在身边的空寂，思念她的调皮，想念她的体温；拨通她电话，男人细声细语的磨女人赶快买票回来！电话里她清爽如银铃般的笑声回荡在整个脑海里令他眼圈犯红！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“老婆，你回来好不好？我们结婚吧！” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　 电话另一头刹那静如死寂！“你，不是不想娶我的吗？”沉默过后，女人轻轻的问！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“我不是不想，我是想在适当的时候给你一个惊喜，只是还是熬不过思念先说了！”男人解释着！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“嬉嬉，好啊，你等我回去好不好？”女人恢复精灵样！似乎得到了全世界一样！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　继续半个月过去了，男人见女人迟迟不归，再次拨通电话；这回电话响了好久才被接起，却是女人的弟弟接的，男人询问他女人怎么还没回来，弟弟说她那里还需要处理点事，还没那么快能走开，告知很快就回，请他别挂心！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　再半个月后，男人接到来自女人弟弟的电话，电话里，弟弟让他马上过他们家去，说女人有事！男人吓到了，定好机票如箭般飞奔机场！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　到了x市，女人的弟弟接机，弟弟一眼就认出男人，一路沉默的把男人领到医院；不祥的预感笼罩着男人，病房门开，女人瘦弱苍白的脸震撼住男人，心猛的被狠狠的揪了一把，绞痛难耐！拖着软无力的腿，迈到紧闭双眼的女人身边，用手，轻轻的抚着那熟悉的脸颊，一下一下的抚摸着！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　“姐姐胃癌晚期，拖了两个月了！”弟弟在一旁轻轻说着，女人的父母眼圈瞬间又泛红！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　这个意外，真的太意外了，意外到连怎么回事都弄不清楚，意外到他感觉自己是在云端！胃癌，原来女人总是说没胃口总是不吃东西，说减肥是女人的终身事业，这一切都是借口，他责怪自己怎么就没用心去观察过；怪自己那么大意让女人独自撑着这最难熬的日子！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　女人去天堂后的半个月！从女人住的那个城市寄来一封信，男人看着熟悉的字体，浑身颤抖： &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　亲爱的老公： &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一定在想我了，是吗？一定是的，我在天堂都感觉到了呢！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　老公啊，你说想和我结婚，真的好感动哦！原本以为你只是想和我在一起并 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　没有和我共度一生的想法！老公，谢谢你的爱！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　和你在一起啊，真的是世上最幸福的事呢！每天早上醒来你都会喊手麻 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　，嬉嬉，知道吗？老公，这是最最感动最最记忆犹新的片刻，在家的这些日 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　子我都睡不着，没有你的手臂当枕头没有你的怀抱当港湾；但是我不后悔， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我不愿意你看到我被病魔折磨的不成人形的样子，我相信换你你也不会让我 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　看到自己痛苦的一面！老公，原谅我，以后只能在天上笑给你听了！老公啊， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　一年前，我是多么希望时间能够定格，多么想永远永远都把你铭记于心底， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　但是发现怎么看你都看不够，我不知道要怎么做才能让心里舒服点，我知道 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　你爱听我笑的声音，其实我自己也好喜欢自己的笑呢，所以就天天笑，让你 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　永远都记得我，是不是好自私？我怕我走了之后你把我的一切都尘封进一个 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　连碰都不会去触碰的角落里，我好怕，怕在那里我会冷，所以就用爱让你对 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我刻骨铭心！我把每天当成最后一天来过，所以，够了，今生有你，够了！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　上次帮你买的衣服袜子鞋子，你每年在我离开的那天穿上一套去看我好 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　不好？十套，那就是十年，十年里，你只能用十天的时间想我，在特定的那 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　天里，你才可以想起我也不准不想我，你知道我喜欢紫色玫瑰花，记得去找 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　到哦，我对我老公可是很有信心的呢！记得，一年就是那一天能穿，别的时 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　候不要去碰那些服装，如果你忘记了，那么在你老之后看到那些衣服，也许 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　能想起我的这个要求呢！嬉嬉，以后你娶老婆了，记得在那天的时候带来给 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我看，但是不要告诉她我是谁，是女人都会介意的，就说．．．呃．．．就 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　说我是你的青梅竹马好不好？我好羡慕那些青梅竹马长大的人哦！以后你娶 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　老婆了，那她就是“咱老婆”，你要对咱老婆好哦，就像对我这样，因为我 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在天上看着呢；虽然我会哭会吃醋，但是我更不舍得女孩子伤心；你下辈子 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　欠我一生，好不好？下辈子我会是一个好健康好健康的宝宝呢，到时候我会 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　用力用力的缠你一辈子，直到老去！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　老公，我不想告诉你我爱你这个事实了，怕你哭！我只看过你哭一次， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　那次我任性和你提分手；但是现在的你一定也是在哭，对吗？不只是眼睛哭， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　心也在流着泪！老公啊，不要让心停格在那凄楚哀怆的瞬间，笑着面对人生， &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　帮我笑完今生，好吗？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　从现在开始，不要悲哀不要消沉；想我只要用十年里的十天；十年后把 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　我从生命里彻底清除，我自私，但是我怕我的自私让你恨我；所以我就赖你 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　十年，就十年好不好？十年，我们就真的忘记彼此，期待来生！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　已经在履行约定的傻孩子 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　泪滴湿了信纸，男人痛哭失声！天渐渐的暗了，黑了，窗外灯光斜射了进来，男人整理好情绪；“老婆，我记得你十年，想你用十天，来生还你一辈子！”轻轻的，对着天际呢喃&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2919089747777324986?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2919089747777324986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2919089747777324986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_19.html' title='看了不许哭哦！！！'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6275387696569719594</id><published>2009-05-15T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:41:00.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的心好累。。</title><content type='html'>我还是没有目标在漫无目的的生活经受不了一点磨练和考验总想着就这样简简单单、平平淡淡的生活找工作的事让我很头痛我也经常在想世间为什么会有“钱”这东西人们都要为之而努力为之而奋斗有的为了钱去犯法，有的为了钱去自杀，等等钱压抑着人们有的人为钱奋斗了一生，我想他一生不一定是快乐的幸福的有的人虽然没有钱但他一生过的很开心很满足为什么要“钱”牵着我们走呢??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我和别的有工作有事业的朋友在一起的时候总觉得自己很懦弱压力压得我好累一想到工作头就痛心里难受。一直到现在我都很天真一直认为我的一切一切都是上天安排好的事业婚姻爱情我只需要按着它的路线走。也许是这样的环境压抑了我我很想离开到一个不熟悉的环境里去去开放我的心灵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我现在站在人生的十字路口不知如何抉择哪条路才是通往成功的道路”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你们会说我们还年轻还有时间还有精力错了还可以重头再来但我感觉真的好累我们已不是从前的小孩子了可以无忧无虑的奔跑我们的心经不起折腾也许我很脆弱不够坚强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我流下了眼泪这眼泪不是痛苦的不是伤心的是我压抑多年的泪水。。。心好累。。。真的好累。。。 ：~（&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6275387696569719594?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6275387696569719594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6275387696569719594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='我的心好累。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1995637986549724514</id><published>2009-05-15T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:18:29.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.... was reading what i blogged yesterday... found out that i was so in a mess... Bleahzzz.... I think i sound so scary too.... LOL..... Anyway it's Friday!! yeah so looking forward to it then tomorrow half day of work!! Shall i head down to town with my colleagues for KTV and have fun with the bunch of crazy gals? or to JB with my bro and his gf to grab some books?? Since when i become so frickle minded? =( Guess i should be joining the gals ?? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... recently i've make a new friend. Find him kinda cute la... don't know how to describe him, no doubt he may sound like a quiet person but infact he can ask you alot of questions!!! which sometime really beats me... LOL anyway first time i come across this kind of friend, glad to know him.. one day i will tell him, i appreciate him as my friend... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was saying it's Friday!! Yeah It's Friday!! Haha.... HmmMmm... What should i do after work today? o_O.... i make up my mind at least for tonight i won't be cooking dinner!! Am so tired... i need more rest!!! Ok la... am going back to work now.... ZzZzzZzzZZzzzzzZzzZzzzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s Ignore my previous post =X too scary le...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-1995637986549724514?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1995637986549724514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1995637986549724514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7059645720428952441</id><published>2009-05-14T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:48:57.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh~</title><content type='html'>Been so long since i last last last update on my blog............................. REAL busy with my life!!! WORK WORK WORK NOTHING MORE BUT WORK!!!!!  Feel like having so much to write but again don't know what to pen down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with my work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my school days when comes to exam period i might caught with exam fever.... so even my work!! i was like feeling so unwell and down with cold, tummyache, stress and sometime even depression. Seriously i've been telling myself i am fine and i will be fine but actually i am not! i am SICK mentally physically and emotionally... Actually nothing should beats me down.. am sure i can do it but of course within my limits am sure. So am complaining about my work again so is it over the limits? Or am just too tired overall in my life? seriously i am doubting myself, i felt i don't understand myself even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross my fingers* hopefully am settled with a shelter soon... after so long of running ups and down to the MP and HDB appeal of loan so on... and finally there's reply BUT something that kinda pissed me off is that bitch who broken up my family trying to be funny here!!! ARGHH if not for the sake of "give and take" for my family sake seriously i won't even want to give her an extra cents more.... i hate to curse but this time i m really cursing her without holding back anymore..... why is there such selfish ppl around i really don't understand. Over the years so much that i've gone thru due to the fact of what had happened to the family partly due to that woman and now i met her again which gave me hell like half of my life time!!! Can i KILL her? or shall i wait and see how her daughter suffer like i was before or even worse!!! I'm sorry to say this here not that i don't respect you but i really cannot tolerate this anymore.... Arghhhhhh i don't know what am i writting in here..... ok stop here.... Am very tired abt my family... i wanna feeled love.... Really!! will the day come??? am waiting still.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure.... i do not know how to be happy, how to love myself more, how not to place others infront of me always, what to do then i can be happy, can i persue a dip. course soon? when can i trust someone again, have i not open my heart? When can i meet the one? Have i missed all the good ones? sigh.... cRApzZzzz....... ok i am EMO i admit.... shall stop here.... am tired.... off to bed..... hope to blog something nice coming up soon.... looking forward to my grandma's birthday coming on this Sunday... CIaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7059645720428952441?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7059645720428952441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7059645720428952441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-4995947591934753315</id><published>2009-05-14T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:12:27.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forgiveness starts with you. When you forgive yourself for the thoughts you think about another, extending forgiveness to them becomes easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-4995947591934753315?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4995947591934753315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4995947591934753315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-9119448276367953929</id><published>2009-04-23T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:28:39.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates... Updates.... Updates....</title><content type='html'>Haiyah..... as mentioned will update more on my birthday, but gals where are my photos!! hahaha... yeah we had fun and real fun. Though at first before everything starts during the nites out, i was indeed feeling EMO!! cos i felt i'm growing OLD!!! and seems like no achievement in life was great happening... nevertheless... Thank you gals!! And not forgetting all the birthday gifts and wishes form other... Appriciated!! Hugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HmmMmMmm..... i was resting at home the whole Saturday!! but still can't replenished the sleep that i lost. Oh now watching a new Taiwan drama series...  &lt;span class="zh_TW" jquery1240451745875="21"&gt;我的億萬麵包&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="zh_CN" style="display: inline;" jquery1240451745875="22"&gt; Love or Bread. So far i watch still not bad, quiote a funny show, love their acting especially after the last drama i watch from them &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="zh_TW" style="display: inline;" jquery1240453309234="28"&gt;惡作劇之吻 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="zh_CN" style="display: inline;" jquery1240451745875="22"&gt;&amp;amp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="zh_TW" style="display: inline;" jquery1240453099562="25"&gt;惡作劇2吻 . Find them a very cute couple... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Se_PD37NR_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/3sfn0PmkMqM/s1600-h/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E4%BA%BF%E4%B8%87%E9%9D%A2%E5%8C%85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Se_PD37NR_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/3sfn0PmkMqM/s320/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E4%BA%BF%E4%B8%87%E9%9D%A2%E5%8C%85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327704549661427698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apart from that i was so busy with work and feeling devastated too..... sigh family problem. It always such a pain in the neck. Anyway a nice video to share with all which i watch sometime ago. I'm really impressed with &lt;span&gt;47 Year old Susan Boyle wows the judges with her performance in the  auditions for Britains Got Talent, singing I dreamed a dream from Les  Miserables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=12996056&amp;amp;vid=4875451&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=12996056&amp;amp;vid=4875451&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here are the Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I dreamed a  dream in time gone by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When hope was high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And life worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I  dreamed that love would never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I dreamed that God would be  forgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then I was young and unafraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When dreams were made and  used,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;There was no ransom to be paid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No song unsung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;No  wine untasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But the tigers come at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;With their voices soft as  thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As they tear your hopes apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As they turn your dreams to  shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And still I dream he'll come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And we will live our lives  together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But there are dreams that cannot be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And there are storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We  cannot weather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had a dream my life would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So different from  this hell I'm living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So different now from what it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now life has  killed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The dream I dreamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Quote~&lt;br /&gt;Never judge a person by it's looks another saying will be Never judge a book by it's cover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-9119448276367953929?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9119448276367953929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9119448276367953929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/04/updates-updates-updates.html' title='Updates... Updates.... Updates....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Se_PD37NR_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/3sfn0PmkMqM/s72-c/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E4%BA%BF%E4%B8%87%E9%9D%A2%E5%8C%85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8487315028586403132</id><published>2009-04-17T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:01:24.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 26th Birthday !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SehEcxEN26I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SmoEEHkQ4uU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SehEcxEN26I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SmoEEHkQ4uU/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325581820363660194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank to my colleagues at warehouse, so sweet of them... haha after few years working in warehouse this is the first birthday cake!!! hahaha... anyway thanks dudes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8487315028586403132?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8487315028586403132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8487315028586403132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-26th-birthday.html' title='Happy 26th Birthday !!'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SehEcxEN26I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SmoEEHkQ4uU/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-464732241360030922</id><published>2009-04-14T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:54:57.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Blue....</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating due to busy schedules. Recently, not sure what had happened, became lathargic very easily. Have i not being sleeping well? Am i dreaming too much? sigh~ Thought i was wearing out at work, so gave myself off on 2 Saturday which was last Saturday and coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sometime since i last attended wedding dinner, kind of refreshing in away to me. Regret i didn't attend my cousin's wedding as i was away in Redang. Or shall i call it a blessing than to feel the stress at the ceremony... Yeah was mentioning earlier i attended my ex collegue's wedding on Friday (Good Friday April 10.) at Marina Mandarin, very classy place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hereby wishes them 新婚愉快，白头偕老，早生贵子。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSpDB0UqdI/AAAAAAAAANA/Peww8AZ_fG4/s1600-h/n821618031_2365906_2136498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSpDB0UqdI/AAAAAAAAANA/Peww8AZ_fG4/s320/n821618031_2365906_2136498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324566528951364050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A toss to the newly wed again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohh.. then another worth memorising day is the following day, went Bugis with my dad, bro, bros's friend and one Andrea for Chong Qing Steamboat. It sounds funny right to call it a memorising day, the fact is that me myself couldn't even recall when is the last time i had steamboat and seems like a reunion meal with my dad and bro together. Let me think... hmmmm guess it's more than a decade...awww talking about it makes me tears drop... i really miss those days with parental's care love and concern. Yes ... age catching up and i am turning 26 in days to come.... Some how i felt am too strong to feel all these but of course who doesn't have soft spot and wish to be young again. Enjoyed the warmth meal with dad and bro was a blessing count. Will hold it in my heart always. Cherish the happy moments and cherish the love ones always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright here comes Sunday, got complimentory tickets to the Zoo, so brought my colleagues there as they aren't local and yet to visit Zoo. Had a long day..... was feeling kinda emo that day like something hit on my head, telling me am really growing old and of course some memories hit on me too when i last visit Zoo. Thank to Peili for making effort to prepare nice food for us. Ohh this time i must admit i am lazy to prepare unlike last time i will not hesitate to prepare some finger food. Was drizzling during the start of the trip -_-" but yeah... they had fun! which is the most impt, some pics for sharing and am off to bed.  Blog soon i hope... 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSwNyglZWI/AAAAAAAAANw/WZ-B4X-80Io/s320/CIMG0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324574410401998178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSuqJZ9hOI/AAAAAAAAANo/NeFA-tnJY4I/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSuqJZ9hOI/AAAAAAAAANo/NeFA-tnJY4I/s320/CIMG0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572698561316066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupqbSByI/AAAAAAAAANg/QJwXP9ODX1A/s1600-h/CIMG0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupqbSByI/AAAAAAAAANg/QJwXP9ODX1A/s320/CIMG0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572690245355298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupWd5oVI/AAAAAAAAANY/uva0u-_5gIg/s1600-h/CIMG0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupWd5oVI/AAAAAAAAANY/uva0u-_5gIg/s320/CIMG0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572684887630162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupJTe6gI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fu1QpiH-8d4/s1600-h/CIMG0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSupJTe6gI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fu1QpiH-8d4/s320/CIMG0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572681354275330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSuowDrNdI/AAAAAAAAANI/gw3adx_pYvw/s1600-h/CIMG0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSuowDrNdI/AAAAAAAAANI/gw3adx_pYvw/s320/CIMG0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324572674577085906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8349971688407745977-464732241360030922?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/464732241360030922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/464732241360030922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesday-blue.html' title='Tuesday Blue....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SeSpDB0UqdI/AAAAAAAAANA/Peww8AZ_fG4/s72-c/n821618031_2365906_2136498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5098036114177434815</id><published>2009-04-08T08:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:11:54.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"If I love something I do it, and if I don't, I don't.               &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;I think that this is the most important choice that any of us can make in life, in art, in history; to do the thing you love.               &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;If you love it then while you are doing it you are a true expression of yourself     and your time and your story.&lt;br /&gt;You are authentic."               &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/8349971688407745977-5098036114177434815?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5098036114177434815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5098036114177434815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/04/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6996104541704558468</id><published>2009-04-07T20:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:49:52.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Redang Trip...</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos too many to choose from, so randomly pick a few which i feel is nice to share.. been very busy lately with work and personal. SO now then able to load some... hahaha.... sorry for that wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODKIm_qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gue3TzFolzg/s1600-h/DSC05413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODKIm_qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gue3TzFolzg/s320/DSC05413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321933200835411618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Transfering to Redang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtlAJNmgaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tIc6ru1_m48/s1600-h/DSC05663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtlAJNmgaI/AAAAAAAAAMo/tIc6ru1_m48/s320/DSC05663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958437815746978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtk_iXq4BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_PQoawY_G0E/s1600-h/DSC05658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtk_iXq4BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/_PQoawY_G0E/s320/DSC05658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958427388993554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtetfix2VI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ayRZDNxvRto/s1600-h/DSC05616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtetfix2VI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ayRZDNxvRto/s320/DSC05616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321951520322869586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta0Xq1XzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/q0tcB9a2ryg/s1600-h/PA200147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta0Xq1XzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/q0tcB9a2ryg/s320/PA200147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321947240421744434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta1P-BG4I/AAAAAAAAALo/qG5wCkWLo6U/s1600-h/DSC05574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta1P-BG4I/AAAAAAAAALo/qG5wCkWLo6U/s320/DSC05574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321947255534590850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are at More More Inn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtes_OySyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_NQ-6Fg2jCg/s1600-h/DSC05443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtes_OySyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_NQ-6Fg2jCg/s320/DSC05443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321951511649078050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Laguna Resort Jucuzzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtes3Bcd3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXKROfDuyHU/s1600-h/DSC05429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdtes3Bcd3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXKROfDuyHU/s320/DSC05429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321951509445638002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Views of Redang Resort~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtOD7bt50I/AAAAAAAAAKg/eKsa9w7EUHU/s1600-h/DSC05569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtOD7bt50I/AAAAAAAAAKg/eKsa9w7EUHU/s320/DSC05569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321933214068893506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta0kxlJjI/AAAAAAAAALg/qqvefkZAbk0/s1600-h/DSC05588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sdta0kxlJjI/AAAAAAAAALg/qqvefkZAbk0/s320/DSC05588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321947243939702322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPURrm6oI/AAAAAAAAALA/OdgjyMRuw3g/s1600-h/DSC05599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPURrm6oI/AAAAAAAAALA/OdgjyMRuw3g/s320/DSC05599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321934594430659202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPUIYViFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hVyvokd0iig/s1600-h/DSC05589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPUIYViFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hVyvokd0iig/s320/DSC05589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321934591933909074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtlAssQMnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xqjwBElbuok/s1600-h/PA190099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtlAssQMnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xqjwBElbuok/s320/PA190099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958447339549298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPUpQ6QNI/AAAAAAAAALI/XJk-s8BPe4M/s1600-h/DSC05640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPUpQ6QNI/AAAAAAAAALI/XJk-s8BPe4M/s320/DSC05640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321934600761131218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clarity of the sea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPTzojR6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3rXEP9cRauQ/s1600-h/DSC05581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPTzojR6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3rXEP9cRauQ/s320/DSC05581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321934586364774306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPTo1k56I/AAAAAAAAAKo/eBfjsqkpaWg/s1600-h/DSC05580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtPTo1k56I/AAAAAAAAAKo/eBfjsqkpaWg/s320/DSC05580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321934583466616738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunsets~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODnDFWcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/i7A1LbXY4-I/s1600-h/DSC05503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODnDFWcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/i7A1LbXY4-I/s320/DSC05503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321933208596863426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODT57IPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OvHXA30n_6Q/s1600-h/DSC05502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODT57IPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OvHXA30n_6Q/s320/DSC05502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321933203458171122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6996104541704558468?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6996104541704558468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6996104541704558468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-redang-trip.html' title='My Redang Trip...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SdtODKIm_qI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gue3TzFolzg/s72-c/DSC05413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8325757733813208844</id><published>2009-03-28T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:00:00.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates...</title><content type='html'>Been very busy lately with work ever since i came back from my trip from Redang.. =( BooHOoHoo.... So tired and lazy to blog even.. =X i mentioned i will blog with pictures from Redang, give me sometime ok... i've yet to load the photos to my com and arranged them properly for posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... there's like so much things i would like to blog it out but seems like i don't know where to start. Recently seems like many things are bothering me. Be it at home, at work or where ever i am i just feel unwell Emotionally/mentally/physically. i really enjoy the days i spent in Redang i wish i can alway live on a carefree and beutiful island. This will never be realistic i know. Anyway the place was really a great place. Beautiful sea view, serenity, many underwater creatures, awwwww am missing the place again.... it will be a nice place to spend with your love one too.... really romantic for a short holiday break with love one though... but again the partner must be somemore who like outdoor sea activities too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work!!!! It such a pain in the neck... I am getting more and more tired and close to exhausted even... i feel my life is so upside down. i came to feel am lost in a way, lost my sense of direction, lost my "attitude" yada yada yada..... Feel like digging a hole and hide myself in it where i am unreachable too.... i Don't i am just feeling SO EMO right now..... grrrrrrrr ok.... shall end here back to work... will try to blog my redang trip soon!!! =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8325757733813208844?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8325757733813208844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8325757733813208844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3345740163356577826</id><published>2009-03-28T09:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:50:46.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Short....</title><content type='html'>Extracted from an email sent by my friend and wish to share with all who are reading this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  girl in the picture is she is 21 . Next to her, her fiancé, Nick, 23. The picture was taken  shortly before their wedding ceremony, held on January 11, 2005 in the  US. Katie has terminal cancer and spend  hours a day receiving medication. In the picture, Nick is  waiting for her on one of the many sessions of quimo to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Zdn5z7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/zCPDIAXA0VE/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Zdn5z7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/zCPDIAXA0VE/s320/untitled1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041312861736882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of  all the pain, organ failures, and morphine shots, Katie is going along with her wedding and took care of every  detail. The dress had to be adjusted a few times due to her constant weightloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Zu-teGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9qF5CuUx8mI/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Zu-teGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9qF5CuUx8mI/s320/untitled2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041317520799842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unusual accessory at the party was the oxygen tube that ketie used throughout the ceremony and reception as well. The other couple in the picture are Nick's parents. Excited to see her son marrying his high school sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Z8JLvtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GedhzMpJnyI/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Z8JLvtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GedhzMpJnyI/s320/untitled3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041321054387922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie, in her wheelchair with the oxygen tube ,  listening a song from her husband and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16afOJD1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/zqkEQPmOqeI/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16afOJD1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/zqkEQPmOqeI/s320/untitled4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041330470424402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the reception, katie had to take a few rests.The pain do not let her to be standing up for long periods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16aaoaqDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W-TOrHpS_NE/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16aaoaqDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W-TOrHpS_NE/s320/untitled5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041329238452274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie died five days after her wedding day. Watching a women so ill and weak getting married and with a smile on her face makes us think..... Happiness is reachable, no matter how long it last. We should stop making our lives complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16jdXsNdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GmpOb4Aocqk/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16jdXsNdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GmpOb4Aocqk/s320/untitled6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318041484592428498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Break the rules, forgive quickly&lt;br /&gt;kiss passionately, love truly laugh constantly&lt;br /&gt;And never stop smiling no matter how strange life is&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always the party we expected to be&lt;br /&gt;but as long as we are here, we should smile and be grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3345740163356577826?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3345740163356577826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3345740163356577826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-short.html' title='Life Is Short....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sc16Zdn5z7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/zCPDIAXA0VE/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-9208419997524398372</id><published>2009-03-19T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:57:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Love does not seek, it allows.Love does not covet, it embraces.Love knows no lack, it extends.Love is who you are, surrender to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-9208419997524398372?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9208419997524398372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/9208419997524398372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day_19.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6472646310524604742</id><published>2009-03-17T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:43:24.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another update...</title><content type='html'>Had been very busy with work lately.... Well if wanna enjoy guess i have go thru hardship.... haha... Meetings... Training.... etc.... making me so tired at work.. HUmpH.... Anyway it's 3 mroe days to my trip to REDANG!!!! WWWWWWWwwwwwwwoOooooooooOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo..... getting so excited here..... can't wait for it to come man..... seriously i want to enjoy myself as much as i could before i return to the tedious work place again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... cousin getting married... but unable to attend his wedding.... cos will be on holiday trip.... didn't purposely arrange on that day of cos but the notice of his wedding dinner came very last minute and came to know like only last week? Anyway wish them have a blissful marriage and of cos also "zhao shen gui zhi" hehehe =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog more frequent.... guess my next post will be when i'm back from my trip...  Oh Ya.... i am happy somehow... geezzzz =P off to bed.... nitezzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6472646310524604742?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6472646310524604742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6472646310524604742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update.html' title='Another update...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8985056096593306730</id><published>2009-03-14T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:30:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>To be accepted for who you are is all you truly seek. Why wait for another to  give that gift to you, when you can give it to yourself, right now?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8985056096593306730?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8985056096593306730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8985056096593306730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day_14.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7687851802684394151</id><published>2009-03-12T08:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:50:39.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday...</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since i last blogged. Trying to recall what have i done in the past few days... hahaha.... Gosh... I'm having bad short term memory? Hmmm.... Or have i not been doing anything other then work and home? My head hurtsssssssssssss OuCh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only recalled the outing which i organised for my ex-colleague Peili's Birthday dinner.. pictures might be loaded up in the latter post in my blog if i get it soon... geeezzzzz.... Was a very tiring day for me that night. We had dinner at Hot Pot Culture (Marina Square), personally i'm fine with the food and servings just that the server tend to be abit blur,slow and some with bad service given. for people who feels that having steamboat with many people is unhygenic then i will suggest this for you, it's actually individual small pot for everyone, then you won't be sharing everyone siliva... hahaha.... they also serves ala crate dishes and choco fondue.... yummmyzzzz worth trying and price not very costly and reasonable too..... ok enough of advertising for them. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently at work, loaded with more work and responsibilities, am getting more and more tired after each day of work. sigh..... Not sure if it's a good sign for me or what. Other than work related my memories seems full!! BUT as for personal matters.... it's fading off from me... =( i hope the good memories remains. Anyway just bought the book He's Just Not Into You at a discounted price!! Gonna start reading it today!! I'll be loving this book i think... hahahaa... ok time to go back to work... STRESS~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7687851802684394151?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7687851802684394151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7687851802684394151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday.html' title='Thursday...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-61130830704195754</id><published>2009-03-12T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:26:25.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You ask for guidance, then doubt what you hear. If what you hear draws you  closer to love, fear not and walk with the knowledge that we walk together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-61130830704195754?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/61130830704195754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/61130830704195754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day_12.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7986077193578249357</id><published>2009-03-05T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:37:44.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;From the movie Marley &amp;amp; me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A dog has no use for fancy cars or big homes or designer clothes. Status symbol means nothing to him. A waterlogged stick will do just fine. A dog judges others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside. A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his. It was really quite simple, and yet we humans, so much wiser and more sophisticated, have always had trouble figuring out what really counts and what does not. As I wrote that farewell column to Marley, I realized it was all right there in front of us, if only we opened our eyes. Sometimes it took a dog with bad breath, worse manners, and pure intentions to help us see."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7986077193578249357?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7986077193578249357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7986077193578249357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3626121975808645478</id><published>2009-03-05T09:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:29:04.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sa83WCvTQJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0SHeU8VZJ0A/s1600-h/Marley_%26_Me_book_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sa83WCvTQJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0SHeU8VZJ0A/s320/Marley_%26_Me_book_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309523337525018770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *A dog doesn't care if you're rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. *&lt;br /&gt;*Give him your heart and he will give you his. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeah... finally watched it after so long since i last read the book a year ago.... I got to say the book is nicer =X Though the movie is just the extract, it's a very heart warming movie, a very realistic movie too. It shows the obstacles of how the family went through and how they solve it together. Most importantly, we can see the love and concern for both human beings and dogs. Near towards the ending of the show, it's really very saddening when came to know that the dog couldn't survive longer there's many tearing audience including except that my tears were held back due to a couple sitting in the same row with us... the guy was like so unromantic!! he was scolding his gf, ppl cry u also cry, must you cry until like that like GHOST! kaoz... it's so loud lo when he said that... then i can't help it and i laugh =X i know i very bad too la but i was kinda pissed by the guy too la cos he was saying.... 哭什么哭，要哭的话，那你就滚开！！滚开！！ 滚开！！ then the gal also gone case la... she was sobbng even louder.... ROFL....  this show somehow reminds me of 10 promise to my dog as in the ending part... Was thinking what if Marley is my dog... will i abondone him when i don't think so i know how to handle him... hai~~ Oh... feel like reading the book again!! hahaha..... ok crazy me back to work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3626121975808645478?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3626121975808645478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3626121975808645478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/marley-me.html' title='Marley &amp; Me'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/Sa83WCvTQJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0SHeU8VZJ0A/s72-c/Marley_%26_Me_book_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3485529533399985940</id><published>2009-03-03T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:27:13.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the weekend...</title><content type='html'>Packed with programmes over the weekend....  KTV Co gathering at international Building after work on Sat.  And had dinner at Pasta Mania... YuMmy... =D~~ Long time didn't cook pasta at home le.... so so so so so feel like cooking one of these days..... then shop around Far East Paza while waiting for the rain to get smaller before everyone headed home.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!!! JB trip with family and friends... Shag!! is the word to describe for the day!! First visit to the new JB custom... -_-" &lt;--- face expression i can give to.... seriously don't expect any good remark from me for the new JB custom. Talk about something happy... it's been years since my dad and i step out of Singapore together.... so many things happened in between and finally now things improved. Went shopping in Tebrau City Jusco &amp;amp; Tesco Shopping centre.... Didn't really get to finish exploring the place though... too many shops le... Headed off for dinner at 大马花园 used to be favourite and often hang out place with family and friends.. awwww... kinda miss those days.... Overall enjoyable weekend but very very very tiring weekend too.... hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah can't wait to off work now... counting down already now... LOL Catching Marley &amp;amp; Me tonight.. will continue to blog tonight if i'm not feeling tired more about the movie ya.... I'm SURE to like it... Cos read the book a year plus ago... and it's nice and touching lo.... Hope the show won't disappoint me... hur hur hur.... all my friends who have watched the show reminded me to bring tissue... LOL Yeah my friends.... i will remember to bring... hahahaha... alright... going for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3485529533399985940?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3485529533399985940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3485529533399985940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/03/over-weekend.html' title='Over the weekend...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1393657787653184181</id><published>2009-02-27T08:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:09:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaczEJWy7dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dgOWt-xBUhI/s1600-h/Slumdog_Millionaire_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaczEJWy7dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dgOWt-xBUhI/s320/Slumdog_Millionaire_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307266832203443666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUMBS UP!!! I watch it yesterday finally... Now i understand why they deserves the 8 Oscar awards.... Seriously it's worth watching... I'm not sure about what other will say, at first i saw the trailer in cinema, i was like hmmm think i might watch it which at that time i was still hesitating wor... cos it look very Indian show to me so i tot it might be mostly musical play... but i was very wrong till i saw the rating on the movie and decided to catch it last night... hahaha... it's really my wrong to under estimate it... there everything was so nice.... worth it!! Next show to follow up will be Marley &amp;amp; me.... heard the preview was bad... but the book was great which i read it a year ago? hopefully i wont be disappointed ya... anyway i love dogs so i doubt i will be disappointed till no where... muahahaha..... ok small trailer screen to share... Back to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1125869268" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=1890046448&amp;amp;playerId=1125869268&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" allowscriptaccess="always" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="486" height="412"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below some are the sound tracks i like in the movies... they make me feel like tapping my feet lor!! hahaha... enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.....Saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHUQht1HRmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vHUQht1HRmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEsMNODj8YU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEsMNODj8YU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like this song alot....  Dreams On Fire..... The music is so soothing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMFA3HfITx4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMFA3HfITx4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latika's Theme - actually can make me relax when listening to this tune....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4UiOaQzBccE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4UiOaQzBccE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-1393657787653184181?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1393657787653184181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1393657787653184181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaczEJWy7dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dgOWt-xBUhI/s72-c/Slumdog_Millionaire_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2731516864472564637</id><published>2009-02-26T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:50:00.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>It seems that every relationship produces its share of disappointments, insecurity, and pain. Anyone who has never been hurt, is either very lucky or very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dawson's Creek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2731516864472564637?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2731516864472564637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2731516864472564637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/quote-of-day_26.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-4132262250068174351</id><published>2009-02-25T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:46:51.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Just Not Into You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaUBJFMbOwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qk1c7r2Ir2c/s1600-h/hesjustnotintou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaUBJFMbOwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qk1c7r2Ir2c/s320/hesjustnotintou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306648991450741506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to catch this movie yesterday with Shar, CL &amp;amp; Jas. Hmm... seems like i have alot to blog about this movie... but somehow didn't know what to pen down here... haha.... anyway it's nice!!! and really tells alot about Man &amp;amp; Woman thots... thumbs up ... some quotes extracted in the movie which i remember to share with you ... it's funny but yet so true that people are all usign the same "excuses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“A girl will never forget the first boy she ever likes.”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“Connie, do you know why that little boy did those things? Because he likes you.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“We are all programmed to believe that if a guy acts like a total jerk that means he likes you.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“How stupid is that a girl has to wait for a guy’s call anyway, right?”&lt;/p&gt;“if a guy treats you like he doesn’t give a shit, it’s because he doesn’t give a shit.”&lt;p&gt;"An excuse is a polite rejection. Men are not afraid of “ruining the friendship.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Don’t get tricked into asking him out. If he likes you, he’ll do the asking."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"If you can find him, then he can find you. If he wants to find you, he will."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Just because you like to lead doesn’t mean he wants to dance. Some traditions are born of nature and last through time for a reason."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Hey, let’s meet at so-and-so’s party/any bar/friend’s house” is not a date.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Men don’t forget how much they like you. So put down the phone."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“I just need you to stop being nice to me unless you gonna marry me.”&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“Maybe he lost my number or is out of town or got hit by a cab. Or maybe he is not interested in seeing you again?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“What if you meet the love of your life? Are you suppose to let that pass you by?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some quotes extracted from book .....by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;Cut your losses and don't waste your time .  Why stay in some weird dating limbo when you can move on to what will surely be better territory? Don't want to hear it?  Fine.  Here's the answer you're looking for, "Hang in there, baby.  He's not the loser everybody's telling you he is.  If you wait and keep your mouth shut and call at exactly the right time and anticipate his moods and have no expectations about communication or your own sexual needs, you can have him!"  But please don't be surprised if he dumps you or continues to drag you through a completely unsatisfying relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a man made up entirely of your excuses.  And the minute you stop making excuses for him, he will completely disappear from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, for the most part, like to pursue women.  We (men) like not knowing if we can catch you.  We feel rewarded when we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the "honeys" and the "babys" fool you.  His sweet nothings are exactly that. They are much easier to say than "I'm just not that into you."  Remember, actions speak louder than, "There's no cell reception where I am right now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling when you say you're going to call is the very first brick in the house you are building of love and trust.  If he can't lay this one stupid brick down, you ain't never gonna have a house, baby.  And it's cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will always be able to play the "friend" card on you.  He only  has to be responsible for the expectations of a friend, rather than the the far greater expectations of a boyfriend.  He's got the ultimate situation: a great friend with all the benefits of a girlfriend, whom he can see or not see whenever he wants to.  He may be one of your closest friends, but I'm sorry to say ... as a boyfriend, he's just not that into you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of the word "friend".  It can often be used by men or the women that love them to excuse the most unfriendly behavior.  Personally, when I'm picking friends, I like the ones who don't make me cry myself to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be "sort of dating" someone.  I don't want to be "kinda hanging out" with someone.  I don't want to spend a lot of energy suppressing my feelings so I appear uninvolved.  I want to be involved.  I want to be sleeping with someone I know I'll see again because they've already demonstrated to me that they're trustworthy and honorable -- and into me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame a guy for having feelings.  You love someone, you break up, you still have feeling.  Thank God for that really.  But having feelings don't mean you have to have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man you have ever dated who has said he doesn't want to get married or doesn't believe in marriage, or has "issues" with marriage, will ... rest assured ... someday be married.  It just will never be with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to be loved and needed, particularly by the person who just broke up with us.  I understand.  What could be better than hearing from the man who just told you he didn't want you in his life anymore ... his sad, wistful, "I miss you so much" voice on the other end of the phone?  It's validating.  It's exciting.  It's irresistible.  But resist you must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends all say I should stop talking to him, but I think he misses me, and I like that.  I miss him.  I feel if I stay in touch with him, it will remind him of how great I am, and eventually he will realize that we should be together again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who wants to make a relationship work will move mountains to keep the woman he loves.  If he's not calling you to tell you he loves you and wants you back, it should only be because he's showing up at your new residence to do it in person ... if he's not doing any of that, he may love you, he may miss you, but ultimately he's just not that into you.  Stop taking his calls and let him know what it's like to live without you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be flattered that he misses you.  He  should miss you.  You're deeply missable.  However, he's still the same person who just broke up with you.  Remember, the only reason he can miss you is because he's choosing, every day, not to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seeing a guy for about a month.  He broke up with me, saying that he didn't feel like it could be something serious.  I understood and took it well.  He wanted to know if we could still hang out as friends.  I said sure.  Now we get together and go out and then come back to his place and have sex, just like we did before.  (But now, we're "broken up.")  He's really, really cute and I love having sex with him.  I also think he must like me if he can't stop being around me.  And I think it's kinda cool -- all pressure's off and we're having a great time together.  I've decided that I think it's fine and I'm not going to call his attention for the fact that we're actually dating.  Except for the fact that we broke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is brilliant. He goes out with you, dates you, breaks up with you, then continues to sleep with you, which basically absolves him of all responsibility toward your feelings.  After all, you're not going out anymore.  It's genius!  It's diabolical!  He should be writing a book!  In fact, I bet this guy could get his own little cult going if he wanted to.  And let me guess, you'd be happy to sign up for that as well.  For the record, this guy doesn't "like you so much that he can't stop being around you."  Because here's what guys don't do if they can't live without you: they don't break up with you.  This guy is seriously not into you, it's crazy.  The only way you're going to figure out how into you you are ... is how fast you get rid of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very tempting when you really want to be with someone to settle for much, much less -- even a vague pathetic facsimile of less -- than you would have ever imagined.  Remember always what you set out to get and please don't settle for less.  These guys exist because there are a lot of women out there who allow them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl.  Put down the penis, put your clothes back on, and go directly to your best friend's house.  Do not find an excuse to stay.  Do not think that because of all the crazy hotness of it all, it now means that you're meant to be together.  Yes, break up sex does seem like a good idea, because hey, it's nice to have sex with someone you have these dramatic feelings about.  It makes it all, well, dramatic.  But now you know.  It confuses everything and makes you separate sex and emotions.  So now you don't ever have to make that mistake again.  Got it?  He's into the very-bad-idea-that-masquerades-as-a-good-idea, breakup sex.  Over and out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't underestimate the power of sex, even with someone you've been doing it with for a very long time.  Especially with someone you've been doing it with for a very long time.  Breaking up means not seeing them again, which also implies not seeing them naked again.  It might be tempting to forget this pearl of wisdom, but just remember, it's still called breakup sex.  No one has yet to rename it oh-my-god-the-sex-was-so-good-we-got-back-together-again-and-lived-happily-ever-after sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sniffing for something better, and when he doesn't find it, he gets lonely and comes "home."  It's not that he's so into you.  It's that he's so not into being alone.  Don't give him the chance to break up with you for the fourth time.  (Even the idea of it sounds beneath you, doesn't it?)  Reset your breakup maximum to one and move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to get back together with someone is a complicated and difficult decision.  Just remember that the person you are getting back together with is the same person who, not long before, looked you in your beautiful face, took full stock of you and all your qualities, and told you that he was no longer in need of your company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't confuse being classy with being a doormat.  Classy is walking away with your head held high, graciously, and with all dignity.  Being a doormat is offering to drive him to the dentist for his root canal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakups, I've heard, are supposed to be just that.  Breaks.  Hard, clean breaks.  No talking, no seeing, no touching ... keep your hands to yourself.  The relationship is over.  Half the people I know move after a huge breakup, and frankly that makes perfect sense to me.  You're not supposed to sleep with the guy who just broke your heart a week ago.  Fine.  Next time I'm in this situation I'll cry.  Stay in bed and wail.  Go to the gym if I can.  Call all my friends and burden them with my misery.  Sleep too much.  Cry some more.  See my therapist more often.  Get a puppy.  Do whatever I have to so eventually I can move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakup sex still means you're broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut him off.  Let him miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't need to be reminded that you're great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a guy out there who's going to be really happy that  you didn't get back together with your crappy ex-boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason it's so painful when someone disappears is you have to face the fact that the person you loved had probably left you a long time before he grabbed his coat and scrammed.  The part part is realizing that he was lying to you, in some way, before the moment of vanishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give him the chance to reject you again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how powerful and real your feelings may be for someone, if that person cannot fully and honestly return them and therefore actively love you back, these feelings mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being lonely ... being alone ... for many people ... sucks.  I get it, I get it, I get it.  But still I have to say that yes, my belief is that being with somebody who makes you feel shitty or doesn't honor the person you are is worse.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard enough as it is without choosing someone difficult to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;You deserve to be with someone who is nice to you all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-4132262250068174351?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4132262250068174351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4132262250068174351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/hes-just-not-into-you.html' title='He&apos;s Just Not Into You..'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaUBJFMbOwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qk1c7r2Ir2c/s72-c/hesjustnotintou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8820054514863159544</id><published>2009-02-25T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:15:45.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaTLWbW7TbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-iJLXKoUeHM/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaTLWbW7TbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-iJLXKoUeHM/s320/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306589847110766002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something i need to say, its been so long i have waited for today. I have seen all the colours of the rainbow as i watched the sky but i cant be happy with just that i wanna live those colours feel them in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am packing my bags and hitting the runways, don't hold my hand and ask me to stay i have the colours of the rainbow in my eye it's all i really need to survive. I cant go on behind these four walls, i wanna live and feel it all. Don't worry if i fall and bleed with time it shall all heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer the girl you knew the girl who always came home to you. I am going beyond these walls and this town walking into the chaos and the crowd. Please don't tell me what to do you know i really do love you but its time i make my own mistake i know i will get through all the heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am packing my bags and hitting the runway, you know i will make it through someday i will fly through the highs and dig through the lows and i know i will find the colours of the rainbow. I feel the wind calling me. Goodbye......its time to leave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaTNR31JkfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dzXBkiVkK5s/s1600-h/rainbow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SaTNR31JkfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dzXBkiVkK5s/s320/rainbow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306591967877632498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is an image of beautiful rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;It shines like the spectrum of 7colours,&lt;br /&gt;It’s like the seven days of the week, (OR)&lt;br /&gt;Like the diverse feelings of joy, sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;sacred, sympathy, love, dignity, depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To receive the astonishing life of fairyland,&lt;br /&gt;It is vital to receive the appeal of each colour,&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow glows by the colours of VIBGYOR,&lt;br /&gt;It shows the unity of colours to bring out light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can’t lead our lives without the Five elements,&lt;br /&gt;As the Elements are five, but the Universe is one,&lt;br /&gt;We can’t even feed ourselves without the five fingers,&lt;br /&gt;As the five fingers unite to function our hand as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the colours (VIBGYOR) of Rainbow are many,&lt;br /&gt;But all are united to form as spectrum of rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, the people are many but all are one,&lt;br /&gt;To prosper their lives with esteem, hope, power,&lt;br /&gt;divinity, wealth, success and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dr. M.Swaroopa Rani M.A., PhD&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/8349971688407745977-8820054514863159544?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6673222704327568263</id><published>2009-02-17T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:06:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>给自己加油！！！</title><content type='html'>我改变不了环境，但可以改变自已。因为我还年轻，所以会经历一些事情，如爱情，如友情。没有人能够永远快乐幸福的过每一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有人能够坦然的面对自己的坚强和软弱。让我成熟的，是经历与磨难。让我幸福的，是宽容与博爱。让我心安的，是理解与信任。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我改变不了事实，但我可以改变态度不知道为何，有些东西就是无法改变。也许，是因为还没有找到真正的梦想。也许，还在追求那永远不会有的完美。我曾虚荣过，幻想过，为狭隘的目标奋斗过。待到重新回头看时，觉得很多事情都云淡风轻了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我改变不了过去，但我可以改变现在过去的就让它过去，会在未来走的更加好。因为抛弃了不必要的包袱，生活才会更美好。人生如此短暂，有什么理由，不去好好的生活呐。有太多的事情要还等着我去做，有很重要的人等着我去珍惜。不要回头看，前面的世界才更精彩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不能控制他们，但我可以掌握自已走自己的路，纵然很崎岖，纵然很陡峭。但要依然勇往直前。谁也没有控制我命运的权利。纵然会困难重重，伤痕累累，但不要犹豫，不要后悔。因为在回首时，我可以指着那条尽是痛苦和泪水的路，大声地骄傲地说：看，这就是我自己走出来的路！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不能预知明天，但我可以把握今天“森林中有一个分岔口，我愿选择脚印少的那一条路，这样我的一生会截然不同。”一条路走的人多了，总会弄得泥泞不堪，总会弄得尘土飞扬。为何不换一条路走走，也许一切将会是另一种样子。&lt;br /&gt;把握自己的今天，那么明天绝对会更好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不能左右天气，但我可以改变心情你对生活微笑，那么生活也对你微笑。让我们的心不再压抑，让它解脱吧。让你我的心灵飞翔，去迎接那绚丽的阳光吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不能选择容貌，但我可以展现笑容和千万人相遇，和千万人相离。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我希望在生命中寻找一个能够真识相伴的人真实信任的朋友，就是幸福。无论任何时候，无论做什么事情，无论面对怎样的环境,但都知道，有这样一个人，在等我回家。有这样一个人，能够我宽容分享你的一切快乐和悲伤，能够看见我的坚强和软弱。告诉我别让生命里留下太多的遗憾！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6673222704327568263?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6673222704327568263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6673222704327568263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_17.html' title='给自己加油！！！'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-4506908973158159845</id><published>2009-02-17T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:01:40.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>Overcoming the world does not mean separating from it.&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming the world means to overcome your misperceptions of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-4506908973158159845?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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To Forget U...</title><content type='html'>The utmost pain in this world is not breaking up with you, it is remembering the love we once shared, yet there is no likelihood to revive this love once again. i don't remember the tears, i only remember the pain...... The love that was once blissful is never going to be refreshed again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to change direction, i try to swing myself away in the air, but it is all useless, for the next moment i know, my spine hit the tree and a paralysing pain instill into me. My whole body spin, and all i see is images of moving street lights appearing and disappearing and then my neck hit something and all i can think of is you.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love, you get controlled by your emotions. You will do the silliest and stupidest thing. You follow what your emotions tell you to do. And your emotions are controlled by the person you love deeply. Your lover's emotions are controlled by you.... Basically, when you are in love, you only laugh because he laughs or you only cry because he cries. Emotions are no longer controlled by humans, but by the love shared. The power of love : So strong that you wonder hopelessly what had happened to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2097132965107133661?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2097132965107133661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2097132965107133661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/pain-to-forget-u.html' title='Pain... To Forget U...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1779974565736781183</id><published>2009-02-11T11:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:54:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Game 大囍事</title><content type='html'>Went to catch the movie "The Wedding Game" starring by Christoper Lee &amp;amp; Fann Wong. Local flim.. Overall the show is like a comedy &amp;amp; basically it's about speaking the truth and not liking to live in the world full of lies. Oh ya.. gave me a feeling also quite like the korea drama 浪漫满屋。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Game trailer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls-o230Kywk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ls-o230Kywk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Game OST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/h-RgyjC_-_/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=9966ff&amp;amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;amp;linkColor=330066"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/h-RgyjC_-_/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=9966ff&amp;amp;primaryColor=000033&amp;amp;secondaryColor=663399&amp;amp;linkColor=330066" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱(电影大囍事主题曲)&lt;br /&gt;曲︰陳孟奇&lt;br /&gt;詞︰吳慶康&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手交給你  一生交給你&lt;br /&gt;在你眼裡  看見我自己&lt;br /&gt;直到白頭  誰都不會離棄&lt;br /&gt;永恆看得見  幸福在心底&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牽你手心  相伴一世紀&lt;br /&gt;我會永遠  承諾保護你&lt;br /&gt;直到我們  連皺紋都老去&lt;br /&gt;也會讓你開心不哭泣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們的愛  沒有四季&lt;br /&gt;每一分鐘都二十五度Ｃ&lt;br /&gt;我們的愛  今生不渝&lt;br /&gt;天涯海角也都會有痕跡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們的愛  心有默契&lt;br /&gt;不管是誰會先停止呼吸&lt;br /&gt;AVE MARIA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-1779974565736781183?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1779974565736781183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1779974565736781183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-game.html' title='The Wedding Game 大囍事'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8118145847463139621</id><published>2009-02-11T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:33:20.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life....</title><content type='html'>Things happen in our lives that we find hard to accept. Thoughts come back to trouble us time and time again. When something happens in our lives that we find difficult to accept, we must decide if there is anything we can do to change things. If there is, we must do what we can to make things right again. But if we have done all we can, and we know in our heart that there is nothing more we can do about it now, then we should let go of whatever is troubling us. After going over all the"what at ifs" and "whys" we may learn a valuable lesson. And we find that even though it was painful, we grew through the experience. Just learning to let things go, rather then worrying about what might have been, might eventually be worth even more than whatever it is we had to let go of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8118145847463139621?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8118145847463139621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8118145847463139621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/life.html' title='Life....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7363006819812684490</id><published>2009-02-09T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:25:30.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>元宵节</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:SimSun;font-size:100%;"   lang="ZH-CN"&gt;元宵节祝福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;。今天也是弟弟的生日，祝他事事如意，天天快乐，身体健康， 等。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7363006819812684490?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7363006819812684490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7363006819812684490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_09.html' title='元宵节'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2487769782792312556</id><published>2009-02-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:07:30.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment love begins, but we always  recognize the moment it ends?&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/8349971688407745977-2487769782792312556?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2487769782792312556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2487769782792312556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2323708853271713336</id><published>2009-02-04T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:23:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我一个人。。。</title><content type='html'>很多時候，我发现自己变的这么伤感，只知道，为什么我要活的这么累，身边的人，身边的事，有時候无法面对自己，每天重复着同样的生活，常常一个人来来去去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总是在别人面前装作很坚强，却只是自己在折磨自己。别人说，要怪就怪自己，是自己想不通，把自己弄的那么难过的。或许，是吧。很多时候，常常一个人在家对着这电脑，发呆。不知道自己要做什么？什么可以做的？懒的连自己的房门都不愿意踏出去一步，整天把自己关在房间里，静静的，寂寞的享受着自己的孤独。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身边爱我的人，我爱的人，恨我的人，也许你们都不能体会我的这种心酸，总是把自己包裹的很好，展现在你们面前，只是怕你们看见我脆弱的一面，怕你们看出我的难过。我总是这样的辛苦着，伪装着，因为不想关心我的人担心我，不想在乎我的人心疼我，不想让讨厌我的人看不起我，所以才像个刺猬一样用刺来防备要靠近自己的人，因为怕受到别人的伤害，可当身上的刺，一根根掉了下来的时候，我再也没有能力去保护自己了，伪装了。剩下的只有支离破碎的痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，我并不是那么坚强，什么都无所谓，不在乎。我已经不是曾经的自己了，我太多时候只是在强颜欢笑。常常劝别人，觉得很容易做到，但当自己去做的时候，却发现好难好难。却怎么也劝不了自己，改不了自己固执的脾气。如果可以改变，我愿意去尝试。我想过属于自己的生活，我想勇敢的面对，我想活的好好的，我想，真的想，如果真的可以的话。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2323708853271713336?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2323708853271713336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2323708853271713336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_04.html' title='我一个人。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5883417321727850502</id><published>2009-02-03T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:15:08.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心太软。。。</title><content type='html'>我们无法忘记一个人，往往不是因为对方有多么难忘，而是因为我们有多么依恋和执着。当你执着时，连时间也要向你投降。今天一位朋友点拨这首歌给了我，聽這首歌自少可以讓自己的心靈得到一些安慰。希望我是想那首歌一样，其实我没那么爱他。。。。心情很软。。我会不会有那么一天都把他给忘了？我好害怕。。如果剩下的回忆有一天会通通给望掉。。。我会变得什么样？我好难过，眼泪又情不自禁的在脸颊上落下来。。。&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;范瑋琪 - 沒那麼愛他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JmpIc5G00g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-JmpIc5G00g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你有權利情緒化 你不一定要堅強 但有些事情&lt;br /&gt;不能偽裝 別為自己設了框&lt;br /&gt;我懂失去的悲傷 也懂進退的掙扎 但想起過去&lt;br /&gt;都是失望 又何必要放不下&lt;br /&gt;是習慣還是愛 不放心 還是不甘心 只有你自己知道解答&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實你沒有那麼愛他 真的不需要那麼想他&lt;br /&gt;編織過的夢想 自已也可以抵達 誰說一定要有他&lt;br /&gt;其實你沒有那麼愛他 沒有深陷到不可自拔&lt;br /&gt;認清了真心話 你就放得下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深呼吸 抬頭望 發現天空很寬廣&lt;br /&gt;這世界那麼大 幸福總會在某個地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實你沒有那麼愛他 真的不需要那麼想他&lt;br /&gt;擁有過的計劃 留給值得的對象 你知道 不會是他&lt;br /&gt;其實你沒有那麼愛他 沒有深陷到不可自拔&lt;br /&gt;認清了真心話 你就放得下&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/8349971688407745977-5883417321727850502?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5883417321727850502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5883417321727850502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_03.html' title='心太软。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6247635399516247838</id><published>2009-02-02T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:14:28.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好事就要前进...</title><content type='html'>今年的新年过得还可以吧..除夕新年到今日正月初八，大家都忙着拜年吗？对我而言，好像在身活方面做了些决定有所改变，希望是对的..你能够想象吗？如果近日，我说我要结婚了？哈哈.. 开玩笑的..我的未来那里可能那么容易得让他们来摆布吗...你说是吗? 可是往往事情就是那么难意料..拭目以待吧..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年的新年比往年过的很不通,也不知如何说好... 就不说了...只希望新的一年新的开始,在此嘱咐大家,事事如意,身体健康,怀的离我远远,嘻嘻哈哈的每一天,快快乐乐一身,等等....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年给自己的提醒和诺言..我一定要快乐!! 我会快乐!! 活的健健康康!! 不让任何人在为我操心!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6247635399516247838?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6247635399516247838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6247635399516247838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_02.html' title='好事就要前进...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8774523048407423145</id><published>2009-02-01T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:31:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>正月初七。。。人日。。。</title><content type='html'>牛年人日。。祝大家幸副快乐。。身壮如牛。。生日快乐。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8774523048407423145?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8774523048407423145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8774523048407423145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='正月初七。。。人日。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8367173878944125442</id><published>2009-01-24T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:22:34.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love....Hate..... Sigh....</title><content type='html'>After a while, people do get tired of repetition and maybe that's how love turns to hate. As Life grinds you day by day, you get detached from things that once meant alot and you forget, what you are doing here and how much you used to love.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8367173878944125442?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8367173878944125442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8367173878944125442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/lovehate-sigh.html' title='Love....Hate..... Sigh....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2434920041505962229</id><published>2009-01-23T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:07:01.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>会有那么一天让我遇见你吗？</title><content type='html'>留意到了吗？我有换了图。。加上了一首贺年歌，搞些新年气氛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚去了一个很多美好和悲伤回忆的地方，风景美妙，空气新鲜，天空添满了星星。心情温和。。。忽然好多感触。。。 好想找到和我同类的半。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人总会有些阴影，童年难以抛却，我们抱着不放，任凭青春的点滴流浪。总有些伤痛，成长难以释怀，我们拼命挣扎，任凭岁月的更替交换。总有些世事，今天难以左右，我们固执死守，任凭荆棘的耀武扬威。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是我们带着满身的负荷，像是一只蜗牛在日夜蹒跚，有壳不怕下雨天，偶尔停驻，休息充足了，就要继续前行，不知道奔赴的终点站是哪里，也不知道自己是否可以再见明天的太阳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时，空虚来袭，就像是开启了独自演出的序幕，自己像个可怜的小丑，自编自演，自娱自乐，世界瞬间空洞的，越来越可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或者，周遭莫名而来的压力莫名的忧愁包围了自己，我们仍然还是要笑脸迎人，乔装自己是个打不倒的小强，看着匆匆行走的他们，我们的无助，无人知晓。&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;有时就在感慨，会有谁真的懂我们呢？&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;我们只是想找到一个和自己相同的那个人，可以让自己的所有悲痛与欢笑，分享给他、一个眼神一个手势，就可以慰藉到自己脆弱的心灵，可以从他的身上，看到一个真实的自我。好让自己不那么悲痛欲绝、不那么形单影只。&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;可悲哀的是，这个世界孤单的，让我们寻觅不到一个，这样的同类。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2434920041505962229?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2434920041505962229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2434920041505962229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_23.html' title='会有那么一天让我遇见你吗？'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6317484667077906937</id><published>2009-01-22T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:44:50.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我要做个精致的女人。。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;我要做个精致的女人，&lt;br /&gt;要有孝心 （对家人和长辈我有）&lt;br /&gt;爱心 （我想我是一个有爱心的人）&lt;br /&gt;耐心 （我有但也好看是在做什么事吧）&lt;br /&gt;孝心对父母 （认识我的人都懂吧）&lt;br /&gt;爱心对爱人 （这是我就大的问题）&lt;br /&gt;要有自己完整的思想和独立的人格 （我会努力！！）&lt;br /&gt;不盲从不依赖，有傲骨、无傲气，独立而不孤立 （我要在给自己加油！！）&lt;br /&gt;要学会呵护自己，珍爱自己，化适合自己的妆容，（我都做到的！！）&lt;br /&gt;穿得体大方的服装，（女人吗。。穿的也不能太寒酸）&lt;br /&gt;统筹利用时间 （还在学习）&lt;br /&gt;合理安排事务 （也在学习当中，应为没有东西是十全十美的）&lt;br /&gt;要保持一份平和的心态无论经历什么，遭遇什么，都能用一颗平常心看待，不骄不躁，不卑不亢。（不敢说我一定能做到，可是我一定会记得不要犯错）&lt;br /&gt;率真充满阳光，真诚而不虚伪，积极而不消极，把快乐带给身边每一个人（我一定要做到！！）&lt;br /&gt;至少要有一样适合自己的消遣休闲的方式 （必须再接再厉！！）&lt;br /&gt;快乐时唱歌跳舞 （伤心的时候也一样 =X）&lt;br /&gt;郁闷时听歌上网 （一路来的习惯）&lt;br /&gt;而不是随意宣泄自己负面的情绪 （还要多多学习）&lt;br /&gt;还要有一颗善良而宽容的心 （我想我有。。。）&lt;br /&gt;懂得珍惜，学会包容，珍惜才会拥有，感恩才会持久 （永远都会记住！！）&lt;br /&gt;有真正属于自己的生活内容和生活圈子，自如、自在、自立、自强 （我给自己的诺言！！）&lt;br /&gt;要学会给男人最大的空间，也学会营造最美的空间。爱是拥有但不是占有，家是港湾而不是驿站。（请多多指点我！！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;永永远远都要记得爱过就不要后悔，错过就不要抱怨，失去男人不等于失去爱情，失去爱情不等于失去人生，即使失去所有，也不要失去自己。&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/8349971688407745977-6317484667077906937?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6317484667077906937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6317484667077906937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_22.html' title='我要做个精致的女人。。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-352436819688782729</id><published>2009-01-20T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:06:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累...累....累....</title><content type='html'>伤感早不是什么新鲜的，一种淡淡的忧郁一直缠绕心头。从何而来挥之不去，太多的时间不知道自己在做什么该做什么，只知道累。 &lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;累....... 多久了，为什么没有人能真的能让我开心，让我感觉到幸福的存在，好像什么都是烟花，只灿烂在那一时，留下的是一地的狼藉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;烟什么时间真的成了我的伙伴。不想像个男人一样的坚强，我是如此的柔弱的一个女子。个性太坚强不是我的错，太多的经历让我不得不如此。不想轻易的在去对谁交心，怕了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的是飘零的雪儿了吗？心无家可归吗? 这样的日子我不喜欢，我怕。网络开始让我恐惧，我开始怕了，为什么要给我这样的感觉？为什么把寒冷的夜留给我？    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;一个个朋友都很开心吗？我不知道他们是不是真的开心，我只知道我在假装我的开心。笑颜如花真的是我吗？我在流泪吗？是哭了还是有沙子吹进了眼睛，我不知道。我只知道我累了，想找个属于自己的港湾停留了。我不喜欢漂泊的感觉了。我真的变了，想用手抓住什么了。却发现原来什么都不是我的，我抓住的只是风的影子，雨的泪滴，我的梦一层层被残忍的剥开，让我如此的痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在做什么？不知道，只知道疯起来的那个不是我。要我做回那个开心的雪儿吗？我能吗？我还是我吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-352436819688782729?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/352436819688782729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/352436819688782729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_20.html' title='累...累....累....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2935989410246638186</id><published>2009-01-20T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:08:24.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometime It Just Ain't Enough.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Song that represent what i am feeling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/alkexxkpJ-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/alkexxkpJ-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime It Just Ain't Enough......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna use you&lt;br /&gt;just to have sombody by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna hate you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna be the one to cry&lt;br /&gt;That don't really matter to anyone, anymore&lt;br /&gt;But like a fool I keep losing my place&lt;br /&gt;And I keep seeing you walk through that door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And its sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could never change you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna blame you&lt;br /&gt;Baby you don't have to take the fall&lt;br /&gt;Yes I may have hurt you&lt;br /&gt;But I did not desert you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to have it all&lt;br /&gt;It makes a sound like thunder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like rain&lt;br /&gt;And like a fool who will never see the truth&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking something's gonna change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger in loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And its sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay where they are&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way home&lt;br /&gt;when it's late at night and you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Are there things that you wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel me beside you in your bed&lt;br /&gt;there beside you where I used to lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a Danger in Loving somebody too much&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad when you know it's your heart they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why people don't stay who they are&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&gt;Baby sometimes love just ain't enough&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-2935989410246638186?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2935989410246638186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2935989410246638186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometime-it-just-aint-enough.html' title='Sometime It Just Ain&apos;t Enough.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1579843757952139179</id><published>2009-01-20T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:16:26.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up....</title><content type='html'>1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient.&lt;br /&gt;Love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast,it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such strong and powerful words and yet sometimes so hard to understand or become.Despite its simplicity, this love is often so difficult to grasp. But it speaks to me. This is timeless. It holds so many truths. I have taken a look into my past and have seen the many times i did not love this way... or how many times i should have loved this way,but didn't..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-1579843757952139179?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1579843757952139179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1579843757952139179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5843027357766426348</id><published>2009-01-16T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:56:38.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心理的话。。。</title><content type='html'>我并没有怪你，我也没生你的气，我很开心你终于做出了一的决定。真的知道自己要些什么，只要你开心，我也会为你开心。我祝福你。也许是真的吧，你可以很爱一个人，但是你不需要和他在一起，只要他快乐，我也心满意住了。在此我想对他说，在我们在一起的几个月以来，给了我那么多甜蜜的回忆，我真的真得很秦兴有机会和你相爱。虽然只有三个月，但重要的不是念情的长短，而是我们在一起的时光，有多没开心多没难忘，我知道你不会再回来了，可是我不要你伤心，我要你开心，我也要你知道，你和我在一起的这些日子，我都会永远记得。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-5843027357766426348?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5843027357766426348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5843027357766426348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_16.html' title='心理的话。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-205766043240870495</id><published>2009-01-15T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:23:17.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对不起...我还是爱你</title><content type='html'>回忆那些过去心好像有刀在割.真想给自己画一个圈圈,圈住所有对你的思恋,也想给自己画一个完美的句号.告别昨日那美好时光.可惜我做不到,背着自己的心去说不爱你,也不想你.我恨我自己明明知道不可以,却由着自己的心去放纵,伤了自己也伤了你.我恨我自己总找借口不去想你,哪怕想得无法入睡也恨自己口是心非的说放得下你,站在路上看着从身边走过的人们都在为了生计忙碌着我突然感觉不到自己的存在.心里在想这世上有人跟我一样么跟我一样的孤单时时控制不住自己.任眼泪从眼角滑落我才发现,我哪怕是忘了自己也忘不了你,我才知道原来我是真的不能没有你,对不起我还是爱你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-205766043240870495?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/205766043240870495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/205766043240870495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_6096.html' title='对不起...我还是爱你'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8609652765268770015</id><published>2009-01-14T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:59:02.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好想你~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="content1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:新細明體;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;徐若瑄-好想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hc5dTLrNP6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hc5dTLrNP6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! My one and only&lt;br /&gt;這麼多天沒見&lt;br /&gt;可是我總想起你的聲音在我耳邊&lt;br /&gt;今天心情好嗎？是否不愉快&lt;br /&gt;要一切都看得開 世界沒有太壞&lt;br /&gt;雖然不在你身邊&lt;br /&gt;我的心有一條線&lt;br /&gt;連著你 牽著你&lt;br /&gt;好想你 想到願意相信&lt;br /&gt;我就閉上了眼睛 你在這裡&lt;br /&gt;別忘記 我們的約定&lt;br /&gt;一直都在我心裡&lt;br /&gt;不管你在哪裡 不要忘了我有多麼愛你&lt;br /&gt;不要忘了吃飯 不管有多忙&lt;br /&gt;不要忘了開車時候 一定要往前看&lt;br /&gt;其實我真的很快樂 有你一直守候&lt;br /&gt;一直走到了以後都挽著你的手&lt;br /&gt;雖然不在你身邊&lt;br /&gt;但我在你心裡面&lt;br /&gt;我願意 等著你&lt;br /&gt;我好想你 想到不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;想到全身沒力氣 沒有關係&lt;br /&gt;你別忘記 我們的約定&lt;br /&gt;一直都在我心裡&lt;br /&gt;不管你在哪裡&lt;br /&gt;不要忘了我有多麼愛你&lt;br /&gt;我一直在這裡&lt;br /&gt;不要忘了我有多麼愛你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8609652765268770015?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8609652765268770015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8609652765268770015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_14.html' title='好想你~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7728413516666868765</id><published>2009-01-14T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:11:00.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choices are never easy to make. The one you love may not be good to you, the one is good may not be the one you love, still you have to make the choice that you think is the right one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7728413516666868765?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7728413516666868765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7728413516666868765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3324451235696239565</id><published>2009-01-14T08:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:39:49.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Up...</title><content type='html'>I think that when people break up, there really should be rules. I remember my girlfriend telling me, over and over and over and OVER again, that I absolutely MUST follow the "no contact" rule. I'm a stubborn person, and it took me many many tries to finally do it (hope this time it work out for me), but I can assure you, once I did start the "no contact" rule, I began to feel much better. That is, of course, until the ex broke the rule...but that's a different story altogether, too personal to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking with a lot of my friends lately, and it seems like most of us are going through the same thing although in different stages. I stumbled across the following and thought it was amazing advice and wanted to share it. Enjoy and I hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this wonderful comment by some anonymous person on a forum and I want you all to read this too.. It'll Help you FOR SURE!!! Please take your time off and read this and I guarantee that you'll feel better! It is so true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been on this site for almost four months now. So, for all you newbies who ask the questions, "Will the hurting ever stop," or "Will my ex come back," or "Why did he/she do this," this is how it typically goes down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You two break up....doesn't matter who does it. You immediately panic and begin chasing, begging, pleading, harassing, phoning, e-mailing, Msn-ing, stalking (okay not all of them, just pick whichever one you did). Most of us will likely do some things during this stage that will make you cringe when you think back on it, say after about 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose weight. You neglect yourself, your house, your job (how many hours do we all log on this site while we are at work?). You drive your friends and family crazy talking about the break up. You cry at the drop of a dime. You can't even comprehend that your life might not again include that "special person." You begin putting them on a pedestal, forgetting all of the nagging things about them that used to drive you crazy. In your mind, they have become omnipotent, all encompassing, all everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You convince yourself that you are a loser who just screwed up a relationship with "the best person in the world." You KNOW without a doubt that you will never EVER love like that again. You know no one else will come along who even comes close to being as marvelous as your ex. You wear a sad face for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They (the ex's) remain steadfast in their denial to get back together. Many of them leapfrog into new relationships, immediately being exclusive with a new person. For those that do leapfrog, they appear to just "replace" you with a new model. All of the things you two used to do, they now do with someone else. Shopping, cuddling watching movie, antiquing, etc.... Whatever you two did, likely they will just begin doing those things with someone new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear about them and their new life. You are desperate for any crumbs of news about their life. Many of us make things worse here by trying to use manipulation to get them back, yet they stay away from us like we are the plague. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who do still have contact with our ex's we begin selling ourselves short. Doing stupid things like allowing them access to our bodies and then wanting to strangle them afterward when they remind us that "Sex does not imply hope." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, in further panic mode, begin frantically searching the internet using phrases such as "break ups," "divorce stopper," whatever. You stumble upon this site, pay your money because your curious and low and behold, you find all of us folks in various stages of this whole breakup bullshits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You voraciously read the posts. You search for news of those who "got their mates back." You're on the site constantly. You'll read the books and think "Ah I can do this. I can get this person back." You begin your "no contact" and for some of us, this will get a reaction from our ex's. For the rest, no contact is and will continue to be what you'll get and receive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by. You'll do some stupid things. You'll call your ex when you shouldn't. You'll call when you've had too much to drink. You'll call even after 50 people on this site tell you not to. You'll show up on their doorstep, hating yourself all the time. Then you'll come back to this site and ask everyone to tell you why you were so stupid as to do whatever it was you did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll get serious about no contact. It'll hurt, but you try to stick to it. Here's the turning point for most. For those folks who have contact with their ex's, your no contact will either bring them sniffing curiously around or they'll be somewhere high fiving their friends thanking the God's that you haven't called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's the tough time. Nothing but time works. Everyday the ache in your heart grows a little less. It's only nanobits that it dies down by. But everyday it will get slowly better. You'll have setbacks. You'll run into your ex accidently. You'll run into mutual friends who'll tell you something about your ex that'll have you high-tailing it home for a good cry. You'll see your ex with their new "friend." You'll receive a phone call or an e-mail from your ex who "doesn't want to be in a relationship but still wants to be friends (with benefits if you allow). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another important part. You need to truly sit down and truthfully look back at the relationship and understand what you did to help with it's demise. If you miss this part, you go through all the suffering for nothing because Buddy, you'll be back here again. This site is to teach you about you. To teach you how to be a better partner, a better person. Missing that lesson is detrimental to the whole process. It's the REASON that you're going through this. God (or whatever your higher power is) needed you to learn something about YOU. Don't miss out on the lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day you'll smile because one day you'll decide to clean the muck that has accumulated in your house. And one day you'll go outside and admit to the universe that you surrender what control you thought you had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day you'll decide to date again. And one day you'll go out on your first date and it will likely be a disaster. And then you'll either force yourself to continue dating or you'll decide that you aren't ready to date but you are ready to be out amongst people again. And many of you will have some quick reconciliations with your ex's. Many of us won't. But one day, it won't matter as much. Because time will allow you to catch yourself going minutes and then hours without thinking of the ex. And you'll begin to be able to think of life possibly without that person and not dissolve into a puddle of nothingness because of the thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for most of us, sadly, life will go on without that mate. That's the truth, amigos. Don't want to dash your hopes but probably less than 3% of the people on this site get back with their mates. Sobering isn't it? But, as the site instructs, you must accept this before you can truly begin to heal or draw your ex back to you. For the lucky (maybe unlucky one's depending on how much work it will take to keep a mate that has wandered back) who get back with their ex's, many will find that the paradise they envisioned isn't reality and what they once thought was gold has a certain tarnish to it now. But they stay and try and make it work because it's comfortable or, if they are really lucky, it's meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for most of us. Life goes on. And one day you'll find yourself having a gut busting laugh over something totally stupid and you'll think to yourself "I am getting better." And finally (thank God) you'll have sex with some new and find that a) if it wasn't good, at least you did it or b) it was so much better than with your ex you wonder why you waited so long to get back out there. And you'll know you're one the road to recovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm trying to convey here is, while each situation is unique, the characteristics of most of our situations are the same. Most of us will go through at least something that I've written here. So, when someone tells you on this site that time will help you get through it, believe them. When they tell you that "trust me, it will get better and you will stop hurting eventually," believe them. And when they give you good advice that your head understands but your heart rejects, take a moment to think before you react. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't beat yourself up if you do something that you wished you hadn't (calling, contacting, etc) WE ALL DID AT ONE TIME OR ANOTHER. Be kind to yourself. Be forgiving of yourself. And most of all remember that being happily single is an alternative. Even if society is beating it into your head that you MUST have a mate, take some time to heal before going back out there. There are plenty of good people to love, but don't go back out there broken, jaded about love, etc. Accept realty. Experience the pain. Learn the lesson. Actively try to heal. Remember the person you were when you first met your ex and get that person back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the universe will take care of the rest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3324451235696239565?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3324451235696239565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3324451235696239565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-up.html' title='Break Up...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3164053632538769365</id><published>2009-01-13T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:38:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never make someone a priority when to them, you are simply an option</title><content type='html'>I realized that this could have been referring to me. I'll be the first to admit, I think I put a lot more emphasis on my interactions be it in friendships or relationships with others than most people would. It's because I believe in connecting with others on various levels and maintaining friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course, there are bonds that I truly appreciate beyond what I will ever describe here, but then again, there are people who I consider somewhat "necessary" in my life. Not because they are worthy of keeping as friends, but because of what I have gained by knowing them. I view my unpleasant experiences in life as growing pains and my most cherished learned lessons as beautiful memories. One is not more important than the other. I am who I am because of my interactions with others however big or small, profound or infinitesimal. For one, I can appreciate what love I now have in my life primarily because of all the heartache I've felt (because of said interactions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although some people are not necessarily a priority, their presence in my life, although brief, has placed a lasting effect on how I feel and think. I am much stronger and wiser, contrary to what some may believe. I don't think I could have said that 5 years ago. Which to me is growth, by any means. I know I am not the same woman I was then. I'm not even the same woman I was a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to my interactions with others. In the grand scheme of things, I know I cherish my friendships with others a lot deeper than what they probably feel. Would that necessarily be wrong or a waste of myself? I don't really know. If I had to base my friendships solely on how others view our connection, I think I'd be wasting my time. You see, I don't take for granted what has been placed before me. For whatever reason, people have come and gone in my life and from those experiences I've grown and learned and continue to reflect. I'd like to think I'm a better me ,new and improved,  just constantly being refined with every interaction, and the people I am yet to meet will only benefit from it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But growth through these relationships is a continuous process. I stumble, I fall, I get scrapes - but I'm back up, dusting myself off and learning how and where to walk and how fast to run. So whether or not I'm considered an option in someone's life, I know it's not always the same case for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a curse or a blessing to have this outlook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It's a stinging statement - especially when love's involved. You may make someone a priority in your life, but deep down you also know, you may very well be just an option to them. Ouch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3164053632538769365?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3164053632538769365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3164053632538769365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-make-someone-priority-when-to.html' title='Never make someone a priority when to them, you are simply an option'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-507223015748867304</id><published>2009-01-12T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:49:19.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWqhfaE3oRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1sOIyq8ZGeA/s1600-h/ai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWqhfaE3oRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1sOIyq8ZGeA/s320/ai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290218273247830290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;愛總是耐心和親切的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它從未是嫉妒的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛從未是傲慢或自負的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它從未粗魯或自私。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它不採取進攻和不憤懣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛不採取樂趣在人民的罪孽而是歡欣在真相和對希望和忍受什麼來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有前信念、希望和愛是最偉大的這些的三件事。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-507223015748867304?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/507223015748867304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/507223015748867304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='愛.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWqhfaE3oRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/1sOIyq8ZGeA/s72-c/ai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8999461313568492251</id><published>2009-01-08T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:45:03.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Remorse....</title><content type='html'>Enjoy the littlest thing in life, for one day you'd realised,&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be the greatest thing you'd see in life, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through number of days, telling myself&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I brood over it or getting sad and all,&lt;br /&gt;life still goes on, everyday still passes normally without fail.&lt;br /&gt;I should not let love bring me down,I must be happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone. But it takes a lifetime to forget someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t go for looks; they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile. Because it only takes a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe god wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one. So that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve get until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving someone all your love will not provide assurance that they will love you back. Don’t expect love in return. Just wait for it to grow in their hearts. But if it doesn’t, be content it grew in yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always put yourself in others’ shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trails to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you are the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8999461313568492251?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8999461313568492251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8999461313568492251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/leaving-remorse.html' title='Leaving Remorse....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7760361857702493982</id><published>2009-01-08T08:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:16:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>Time flies fast... Went thru many ups and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of feeling i got, be it happy, sad, sourish or bitterness life over the years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just walks in and out of my life, like it's so common nowadays and nothing can stay for long or forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been letting my heart be broken time and time over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few friendships gone in a moment of impulse or unwillingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing something i shouldn't have done or said (maybe due to my stubbornness or immature act).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or very simply, losing contact as time flies by ( as said ppl walks in and out of our lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people walk in and out of our lives, some stay and some just hang around waiting for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain few will drift in and out, *and if i happen to drift in and out of your life, i m sorry. i have my reasons, just try to bear with me.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things that both of us may have done will always be kept as memories apart of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time where we share anything under shine or rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time where we enjoy doing common interest things together/ or spending time together relaxing and enjoying ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being honest with each other and shares feelings together...we used to be everything we are not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, as we proceed to a different part of our lives, we drifted apart, seeing each other either occasionally or we don't even get to meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's surely some misunderstanding that aren't really cleared up, and some won't even bother to listen and things were just let it as it is. Saded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is a un-describable thing, It's a very strange feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either have it, or you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fate that allows one to be friends, lovers and even a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i won't have spoke to you, i won't have known you, if i won't have know you, things may not turn out the way it is now. The process has joy, laughter, sadness, angry-ness all sorts of feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have keep in contact if you weren't important in my life, (always or soon it will fades off, i'm not sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have be fond of you if you didn't say or do those memorable stuffs that touches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i can forgo them which i know it's going to be tough time for me, i can't seems to be myself. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many regrets in my life found, and there's nothing i can do too but just to look forward for the better. (i wish i can do so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you ain't the one anymore, i hope i am not one of yours either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad, we are friends, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best and do, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep in contact&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so cliche to say , keep in contact, but how many of us really do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is dedicated to whoever you think fits the descriptions of who i m writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this post was inspired from my deary cousin rene and gv me courage to write out so much*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7760361857702493982?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7760361857702493982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7760361857702493982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1270448647278623803</id><published>2009-01-07T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:32:01.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hurts~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWN5sxsqdRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FDkUqw4LAz0/s1600-h/lovehurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWN5sxsqdRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FDkUqw4LAz0/s320/lovehurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288204197624968466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-1270448647278623803?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1270448647278623803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1270448647278623803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-hurts.html' title='Love Hurts~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SWN5sxsqdRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FDkUqw4LAz0/s72-c/lovehurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-256302727424567353</id><published>2009-01-06T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:21:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed Up Life...</title><content type='html'>Sigh.... i really dislike starting a post with a sigh.. but this time i was also feeling reluctant to even write my blog... anyway guess i have to face it so i am writing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller coaster life over the few days.... is like anything can just happen over nite... yes i am alone now... I'm sick..  And yes and at the start of the year! Nice one ya! Guess i am the one to be blame for everything, this is what i brought for myself..Seriously i hate myself alot. By right i shouldn't even be complaining here of what had happened. I'm out of love this time... I never expect to feel this way.. Really... I haven't stop missing him ever since the last depart. I can't stop thinking of him. His look will just come to my mind and my heart wrenched eventually. I am literally wordless for myself and just feel the deep pain in my heart. It's been so long since i missed someone so badly. It's been years. It really hurts me alot. Walking pass places where we been, recalls many happiness stuff and tears start flowing out from the eyes like non controllable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenes just come to my mind and i can sort of see right infront of my eyes of what happened at certain places during the time. When then can i get over all this? Can i really forget about this person? I wish i could. The moment the phrase come in to my mind which was from him. My heart will have a strong determinations asking me to drag myself away from him. He said he felt happy,scare,sad.stress and confused when he was with me. I never thought i would give such feelings to him so much. I want him to be happy and not others. So now i can only wish him happiness while i look for mine too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really doubt i can do so... i really need alot of motivation and help... al the while i've been helping others with their love problems and now it hit on me... what should i do? why can't i help myself this time round? Will me weak heart die on me this time? i can't stop missing him... When i close my eyes to bed i will think of him. When i wakes up i would think of him too and my tears will start to flow down my face... I sound so silly i know... bear with me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to apologise to some friends too... I am sorry.... i didn't mean to hurt you, but i really know how the pain u got from me. my bad... I'm sorry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-256302727424567353?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/256302727424567353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/256302727424567353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/messed-up-life.html' title='Messed Up Life...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8671098778406752800</id><published>2009-01-03T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:51:18.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Happy New Year 2009~</title><content type='html'>WWwWWwWEEEeEeeEE........... It's 2009!! A Brand NewYear!! A Brand New Start!!! Celebrated New Year countdown with family, friends and dar..... Went cousin's place for family gathering, a very short one though then rush my way to The Cathay for "Yes Man" with dar... Then we rush for the fireworks at the Esplanade... Really beautiful and a very memorable one.... regrettable was, i was so excited and happily watching the fireworks with dar, forgetting to take photos of it. Nevertheless, i've captured every single moment in my heart. =) Really very beautiful and heart warming... I wanna thank everyone who walk with me thru year 2008. And will be a better tomorrow always.... Thank You... and to someone who is very special to me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review for "YES MAN" : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;I always like to watch movies starring by Jim Carrey, as for this show you can see the review plotted below which was escalated from the official website review. It's really a hilarious show to watch, may not carry meaningful story line but still i would give it 7/10. I laughed thruout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80G8S8uSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oufqaWA3X08/s1600-h/yesman+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80G8S8uSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oufqaWA3X08/s320/yesman+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001781425715490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yes Man” stars Jim Carrey as Carl Allen, a guy whose life is going nowhere-the operative word being “no” until he signs up for a self help program based on one simple covenant: say yes to everything…. And anything. Unleashing the power of “YES” begins to transform Carl’s life in amazing and unexpected ways, getting him promoted at work and opening the doors to a new romance. Bur his willingness to embrace every opportunity might just become too much of a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After countdown we catch another show "Bedtime Stories" at first i thought this show would be something as nice as "Jumanji" Not that bad though...Was laughing my way thru out the show too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80GKP7gOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6YVnMkpNr7I/s1600-h/Bedtime_Stories_Poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80GKP7gOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6YVnMkpNr7I/s320/Bedtime_Stories_Poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001767991279842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime Stories is an adventure comedy starring Adam Sandler as Skeeter Bronson, a hotel handyman whose life is changed forever when the bedtime stories he tells his niece and nephew start to mysteriously come true. When he tries to help his family by telling one outlandish tale after another, it’s the kids unexpected contributions that turn all of their lives upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80GbJOtUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U1vQCDWIzrA/s1600-h/bedtimestories4-550x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80GbJOtUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/U1vQCDWIzrA/s320/bedtimestories4-550x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287001772526581058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I personally like that geniuea pig alot! it's so cute!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8671098778406752800?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8671098778406752800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8671098778406752800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='~Happy New Year 2009~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SV80G8S8uSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oufqaWA3X08/s72-c/yesman+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5525849980943460826</id><published>2008-12-31T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:16:10.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auld Lang Syne...友誼萬歲...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To all my family and friends, yes we are at the end of the year 2008, And look forward to a brand New Year 2009!!! Hereby wishes everyone A very Happy New Year, Healthy and Prosperous Year!! So many well wishes to be named..... Best Wishes is the word to greet everyone.... Remember to discard which ever unhappiness on 2008 and not bring forward to 2009 ya... A very nice piece of music i found and wish to share with all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auld Lang Syne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CpvYoY4juLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CpvYoY4juLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should old acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;and never brought to mind ?&lt;br /&gt;Should old acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;and old times since ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;   For auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;   for auld lang syne,&lt;br /&gt;   we'll take a cup of kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;   for auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !&lt;br /&gt;And surely I’ll buy mine !&lt;br /&gt;And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;for auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We two have run about the slopes,&lt;br /&gt;and picked the daisies fine ;&lt;br /&gt;But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,&lt;br /&gt;since auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We two have paddled in the stream,&lt;br /&gt;from morning sun till dine† ;&lt;br /&gt;But seas between us broad have roared&lt;br /&gt;since auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there’s a hand my trusty friend !&lt;br /&gt;And give us a hand o’ thine !&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll take a right good-will draught,&lt;br /&gt;for auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-5525849980943460826?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5525849980943460826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5525849980943460826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/auld-lang-syne.html' title='Auld Lang Syne...友誼萬歲...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7964417413474577176</id><published>2008-12-30T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:31:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱.....</title><content type='html'>爱上一个人的时候，总会有点害怕，怕得到他；怕失掉他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人很难，放弃自己心爱的人更难。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7964417413474577176?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7964417413474577176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7964417413474577176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_30.html' title='爱.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6638855513437435825</id><published>2008-12-28T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:29:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went For A Jog...</title><content type='html'>Supposingly, going to Uncle's condo for swim and sauna, in the end it was cancelled. So i went for a jog instead. Remember the old peh peh? i met him there again where we last saw each other with his pet dog. We went jogging together. There's one saying "姜还是老的辣" it's very true. I didn't really talk and like my usual self he can sense something is wrong and we had a long chat. And make me have an eye opening too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to give some deep thoughts over again for what i am in the position now. Feel sorry that i scare my mum earlier on, i passed out suddenly at home. I feel so bad to see her worrying about me. she did ask me not to go jogging and yet i insist. sigh.... Anyway i'm fine now.... Nothing can beats me down. I'm a Strong gal now and always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油！加油！加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6638855513437435825?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6638855513437435825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6638855513437435825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-for-jog.html' title='Went For A Jog...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5646881114924785043</id><published>2008-12-28T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:32:21.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Now i Am Confused....</title><content type='html'>Yeah... little updates....Change of Music and background again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend Christmas with him!! Yippy.... I'm Happy... At least not like what i felt earlier when i said this year christmas will be a blue one... we catch Australia.... Long Movie 3 hours plus show.... after that i gave the pressie i made for him, i can't feel if he likes it anot but i hope he likes it... of cos after heard what his ex's had prepare for him i am no one to compare with. Perhaps i can say each and individual likes. anyway forget abt that not forgetting him reminded me not to feel upset or anything. yada yada............ Went back during noon and was starting feeling unwell... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes i was sick... i was down with high fever then on medical leave for 2 days..... during the period of time, i've assorted kinds of feeling and emotions. I had nightmares too... it's a real tortured feeling for me =( i even had the mind set of letting go of everything..... Have this ever happened before in u? Like when u are feeling so sick and yet you don't feel like letting your love one knows about it, yet at the same time you wish him by your side to care abt you to take care of you... I'm so sick till i can't moved out from my bed, but just to take medicine and slp continously. Felt like i am dying! it's been so long since i fall sick this way. I cannot imagine if i just go off.... which i even wished i could to be frank. =( I hate myself alot. I hate myself for not walking out from my past completely and having so many nonsense feeling, insecureness,low self esteem, no confidence,forgetting how to trust my partner, or is it i am not able to feel the love from my partner to let me imaginations run wild again? i seriously don't know!! I'm feeling very vexed. The feeling is like i am being locked in a dark room calling for help from outside and yet i can't be heard by anyone to come to my rescue. I'm so scare. I feel like i am like the little child again. Why am i behaving like this? Ain't me the very strong gal always? =~( I'm feeling very pain.... Is it really so hard to fall in Love again? What's wrong with me?? Is there a someone who can be understanding and can go thru with what i am going thru to able to be strong and trust love again? Will there be the someone who really have the patience in me with my nonsenses? Will there be the someone who's really willing to exchange love with me? If i am willing to step out and change for the better for everything, will you be the one who gives me your full support and work it out together with me ? Will there really be the one there? Yes i know you are there, but these questions kept coming into my mind, i wondered how long will this last.... yes ppl who's reading this must be scolding me silly and crappy but seriously this is what i wanted to say in my heart,mind and soul....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a family outing with cousins and i see the difference after so long we last met and gathered together, everyone has grown up and so we talk about love, i really think i m up to no good to share anything about love to them. atleast they know what they are persusing in love but what about me? question marks everywhere in my head. i can advise them about love why can't i do the same to myself. if i do the same to myself will my partner be happy i am sure he will not be cos i am having doubts and could be nonsense to him again. Perhaps i've fallen for a guy and yet i thought i understand him for who he is and yet actually i didn't understand him at all... I'm missing you and really i am missing you which i can't tell why am i missing you so much......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-603939094813548109?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/603939094813548109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/603939094813548109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-sick-now-i-am-confused.html' title='I Was Sick &amp; Now i Am Confused....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6811913525538999393</id><published>2008-12-24T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:19:32.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night~</title><content type='html'>Today it's Christmas Eve~ Am always looking forward to this day every year of the time, suddenly i don't have the same feeling like i use to have few years back... Am i getting old and so i don't feel that way anymore? Or am i expecting too much then the outcome didn't turn out to be the one i wanted and so i feel this way? Anyway... it's still sometime till Christmas!! So Shall See....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedication of Silent Night by Wilson Phillips  to all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1pNDV80eqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1pNDV80eqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent night&lt;br /&gt;Holy night&lt;br /&gt;All is calm&lt;br /&gt;All is bright&lt;br /&gt;Round yon  virgin&lt;br /&gt;Mother and child&lt;br /&gt;Holy infant so,&lt;br /&gt;Tender and mild&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in  heavenly peace&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in heavenly peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent night&lt;br /&gt;Holy  night&lt;br /&gt;Son of god&lt;br /&gt;Loves pure light&lt;br /&gt;Radient beams from thy&lt;br /&gt;Holy  face&lt;br /&gt;With the dawn of&lt;br /&gt;Redeeming grace&lt;br /&gt;Jesus lord at thy birth&lt;br /&gt;Jesus  lord at thy birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent night&lt;br /&gt;Holy night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent night&lt;br /&gt;Holy  night&lt;br /&gt;All is calm&lt;br /&gt;All is bright&lt;br /&gt;Round yon virgin&lt;br /&gt;Mother and  child&lt;br /&gt;Holy infant so,&lt;br /&gt;Tender and mild&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in heavenly peace&lt;br /&gt;Sleep  in heavenly peace &lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/204772.jpg" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-6811913525538999393?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6811913525538999393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6811913525538999393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3809806563701354979</id><published>2008-12-23T13:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:39:05.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates... Updates.... Update....</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... Where should i start... Must have emo-ing too much till don't know where should i start.... ok there you go.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.12.2008 Company Hi-Tea @ Shangri-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take pictures of the food but then decided not to... Cause the plate is like so BIG then is like i only take a little bit of these and that and look so messy in the plate so nah... decided not to take any pictures of food! Ohh but i do have some others taken... lazy to upload... BLah... Food not that nice actually but i really enjoy their teas that they served!! 90+ kind but tried a few too la.... And most important enjoy the company with those gals!!! I love you ppl... really nice catching up again... miss ya... will be looking forward to another catch up~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVHYbSmreNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_tbdbXdsdfA/s1600-h/PC130946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVHYbSmreNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_tbdbXdsdfA/s320/PC130946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283241801244440786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVB7Bz3ZokI/AAAAAAAAAG8/f5GB00d1unU/s1600-h/xmashitea131208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVB7Bz3ZokI/AAAAAAAAAG8/f5GB00d1unU/s320/xmashitea131208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282857633938252354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hightea, headed for KTV session also company event.... so long since i last sing and drink... again was a nice one~ Enjoyed... Took a stroll down Orchard Road starring at those beautiful lightings with .... (hehehe) Overall a nice stay out weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... ignoring those "Emo" post i had earlier, yeah an indeed i was like so upset with what i am doing but nevertheless everything is cleared now!! Most Important I am HAPPY once AGAIN... I will cherish this time and not do any more silly stuff to hurt each other again.... *knock knock my head and make sure it gets in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was having TEDIOUS stock take making me staying up late to complete work yada yada...... Don't wish to whine since it's OVER! and overall was a successful one!! Yeah!! I can do it!! haha... ought to give myself a break catch a movie too... which is Twilight over the weekend at The Cathy. my first time watching in that theatre.... not a bad place though... yeah and met an old friend... It's such a small world... anyway my friend, best wishes to you ya... and nice seeing you again too... take good care ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating for this show.... Hmmm... Maybe just 6/10...&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the beauty and hunk in there yeah and the romance story which is like "Modern Romeo &amp;amp; juliet" or Rather my date with a vampire (hk series) at some part it's like so funny like when their actions taken place. Never regret watching this romance movie especially with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVB_fh7VsSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-ICz9XKAp-0/s1600-h/twilight-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVB_fh7VsSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-ICz9XKAp-0/s320/twilight-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282862542565519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank for the everything... looking forward to many many more happy memories with you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 more days to Christmas!!! Yeah my favourite holiday!! Everyone Enjoy this Festive ya.... A song for you ppl~~~ HO HO HO... Merry Christmas.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_FuI8luX3ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_FuI8luX3ow&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3809806563701354979?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3809806563701354979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3809806563701354979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/updates-updates-update.html' title='Updates... Updates.... Update....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SVHYbSmreNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_tbdbXdsdfA/s72-c/PC130946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8095883144445994778</id><published>2008-12-19T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:54:30.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song From You... Thank....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank for the dedication, i appreciate it... I'll enjoy and listen the song finished. I like the lyrics. =) A song to share with you people who are viewing my blog... Cheers~~~ 6 days more to Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="255" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v2152832&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v2152832&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'LL STILL LOVE YOU MORE (Trisha Yearwood)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't even know where to start&lt;br /&gt;Ask if this love runs deep in me&lt;br /&gt;And you won't find a deeper love in any heart&lt;br /&gt;You could say you couldn't live one day without me&lt;br /&gt;You could say all of your thoughts are about me&lt;br /&gt;You could think no other love could be as strong&lt;br /&gt;But you'd be wrong, you'd be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;More than anybody&lt;br /&gt;Than anyone's ever been loved before&lt;br /&gt;As much as you love me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you more&lt;br /&gt;I'll still love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me just what I'd do for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;Ask if this heart beats true for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll show you a truer heart could never be&lt;br /&gt;You could say there's not a star that you won't bring me&lt;br /&gt;You could say there'll be no day that you won't need me&lt;br /&gt;You could think no other love could last as long&lt;br /&gt;But you'd be wrong, you'd be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;More than anybody&lt;br /&gt;Than anyone's ever been loved before&lt;br /&gt;As much as you love me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for ev'ry kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss you back a hundred times&lt;br /&gt;And for ev'rything you do&lt;br /&gt;I'll just do more&lt;br /&gt;And for all the love you give&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you so much back, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;Got so much love for you inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;More than anybody&lt;br /&gt;Than anyone's ever been loved before&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you love me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'll still love you more&lt;br /&gt;I'll still love you more&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/8349971688407745977-8095883144445994778?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8095883144445994778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8095883144445994778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-from-you-thank.html' title='A Song From You... Thank....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3607973191679050702</id><published>2008-12-18T09:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:40:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Of The Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckOEQKSQHCg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckOEQKSQHCg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanice - Don't Break My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;baby i know&lt;br /&gt;you're ready for love&lt;br /&gt;you gotta be patient with me&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;cos u're not burst&lt;br /&gt;i want it to be&lt;br /&gt;jus like a dream baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you know why i've been taking my time&lt;br /&gt;do you think about the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;and yes i wanna spend it with you&lt;br /&gt;hope that u're feeling baby&lt;br /&gt;the same way too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont break my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do i'll cry forever&lt;br /&gt;cos there's no way i could ever get over you&lt;br /&gt;not in my life&lt;br /&gt;my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby there's no&lt;br /&gt;no greater feeling&lt;br /&gt;greater than being with you&lt;br /&gt;me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i burst&lt;br /&gt;forever sink&lt;br /&gt;a drop of your love&lt;br /&gt;your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now hope that i'm not wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;i've got better things to do in my life&lt;br /&gt;so i hope that love to grow old with me&lt;br /&gt;cos there's the only the only way&lt;br /&gt;we can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do i'll cry forever&lt;br /&gt;cos there's no way i could ever get over you&lt;br /&gt;not in my life&lt;br /&gt;my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do i'll cry forever&lt;br /&gt;cos there's no way i could ever get over you&lt;br /&gt;not in my life&lt;br /&gt;in my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise me you'll watch over me&lt;br /&gt;oh jus promise me you're right here and right now&lt;br /&gt;you know my little heart breaks so easily&lt;br /&gt;so baby don't leave me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do i'll cry forever&lt;br /&gt;cos there's no way i could ever get over you&lt;br /&gt;not in my life&lt;br /&gt;in my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do i'll cry forever&lt;br /&gt;cos there's no way i could ever get over you&lt;br /&gt;not in my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;my lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Brickman - Destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f57Co3Rau-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f57Co3Rau-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I never knew&lt;br /&gt;What if I never found you&lt;br /&gt;I'd never have this feeling in my heart&lt;br /&gt;How did this come to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from the moment I saw you&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my destiny&lt;br /&gt;You and I were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I give my love to have and hold&lt;br /&gt;And as far as I can see&lt;br /&gt;You were always meant to be my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted someone like you&lt;br /&gt;Someone that I could hold on to&lt;br /&gt;And give my love until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;But forever was just a word&lt;br /&gt;Something I'd only heard about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you're always there for me&lt;br /&gt;When you say forever I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all we need is just a little faith&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby I believe that love will find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(instrumental bridge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my destiny&lt;br /&gt;You and I were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I give my love to have and hold&lt;br /&gt;And as I far as I can see&lt;br /&gt;From now until eternity&lt;br /&gt;You were always meant to be my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-3607973191679050702?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3607973191679050702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3607973191679050702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day.html' title='Song Of The Day~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2023215156152074147</id><published>2008-12-17T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:50:07.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>救命啊！！</title><content type='html'>快要死掉了！！！ 气死我了！！！ 为什么我会那么倒霉？？ 遇到这些没良心的人！！！ 我快要透不过气了！！！ 明天就是我的死期了。。。到现在我什么都不能做。。。 =（ 不能让他们打倒我！！！ 因为我只要笑一笑没有什么事情过不了！！！ 我可以的！！ 加油！ 加油！加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2023215156152074147?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2023215156152074147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2023215156152074147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_397.html' title='救命啊！！'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2871036326508499627</id><published>2008-12-17T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:30:00.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不甘示弱 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NsHxOKNQ5I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NsHxOKNQ5I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;张栋梁 -不甘示弱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清晨的路口 还有你的面容&lt;br /&gt;其实我还是不懂 到底哪里出了错&lt;br /&gt;紧握的双手 现在选择沉默&lt;br /&gt;忍不住想挽留 话却说不出口&lt;br /&gt;一时的勇气 抹不掉伤心回忆&lt;br /&gt;我以为我了解你&lt;br /&gt;该离开的人是我&lt;br /&gt;我竟然还手足无措&lt;br /&gt;太倔强的我 还企图装洒脱&lt;br /&gt;自从你离开以后&lt;br /&gt;爱你的眼泪很寂寞&lt;br /&gt;习惯你的我习惯不自由&lt;br /&gt;付出了太多 平衡不了是我&lt;br /&gt;手心手背都是肉 怎么错的都是我&lt;br /&gt;你用了冷漠 狠狠的错怪我&lt;br /&gt;是你欺骗了我 我不能先低头&lt;br /&gt;我以为我拥有你&lt;br /&gt;没有用的人是我&lt;br /&gt;都怪我太不甘示弱&lt;br /&gt;即使舍不得让你一个人走&lt;br /&gt;我选择在原地守候&lt;br /&gt;失去我才懂是我不成熟&lt;br /&gt;都怪我自己太不甘示弱&lt;br /&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/8349971688407745977-2871036326508499627?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2871036326508499627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2871036326508499627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_17.html' title='不甘示弱 ...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6985180174479865874</id><published>2008-12-16T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:13:00.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱太痛...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k9OzbrmIOds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k9OzbrmIOds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;吴克群 - 爱太痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃不能吃 睡不能睡&lt;br /&gt;没有了你 全都不对&lt;br /&gt;我都学不会 把爱敷衍&lt;br /&gt;用笑容来把眼泪催眠&lt;br /&gt;笑不能笑 哭不敢哭&lt;br /&gt;人不像人 鬼不像鬼&lt;br /&gt;朋友都说这 不过失恋&lt;br /&gt;但我却连呼吸都胆怯&lt;br /&gt;能不能不爱了 因为爱太痛了&lt;br /&gt;我痛得快死了 却无法把你忘了&lt;br /&gt;能不能不爱了 爱情它太痛了&lt;br /&gt;我痛得快死了 却无法把爱割舍&lt;br /&gt;我不能睡&lt;br /&gt;吃不能吃 睡不能睡&lt;br /&gt;没有了你 全都不对&lt;br /&gt;我都学不会 把爱敷衍&lt;br /&gt;用笑容来把眼泪催眠&lt;br /&gt;能不能不爱了 因为爱太痛了&lt;br /&gt;我痛得快死了 却无法把你忘了&lt;br /&gt;能不能不爱了 爱情它太痛了&lt;br /&gt;我不能够 不能够不爱了&lt;br /&gt;吃不能吃 睡不能睡&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/8349971688407745977-6985180174479865874?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6985180174479865874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6985180174479865874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_5169.html' title='爱太痛...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3361490626929699791</id><published>2008-12-16T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:42:26.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我最心痛的是.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUc5NHOdzQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wYe49Ex7tOI/s1600-h/tearss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUc5NHOdzQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wYe49Ex7tOI/s320/tearss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280251985556000002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最心痛的是。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我拒绝了你，而是明明喜欢在你的怀里，却让你觉得我不愿意和你在一起！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是让你觉得我不愿意和你在一起，而是离开你以后我痛苦万分，追悔不已！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我痛苦万分追悔不已，而是即使追悔痛惜，也没有回头说，其实我爱上了你！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而是当我想放下自尊表白时，你已冷漠的说，你也想去想一想！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是你冷漠的说你已不在意，而是你放手了，我却永远活在遗憾里，不能忘记！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我活在遗憾里，不能忘记，而是你始终不懂我的悲哀，不明白我内心的孤寂！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是你不懂我的悲哀，不明白我的孤寂，而是我即使痛彻心脾，却不能放声哭泣！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但现在，不知不觉的我的眼泪渐渐的从脸颊流下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZK0iFuFMVDg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZK0iFuFMVDg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By2 - 不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我还是不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;还达不到 你的要求&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有想的太多&lt;br /&gt;只是怀念 你走以后&lt;br /&gt;离开 难道真的是解脱&lt;br /&gt;难道 真的要事过境迁了以后才懂&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我还是不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;还达不到 你的要求&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有想的太多&lt;br /&gt;只是怀念 你走以后&lt;br /&gt;离开难道真的是解脱&lt;br /&gt;难道 真的要事过境迁了以后才懂&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;真的不难过 笑着和你挥挥手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天 我们有缘在见&lt;br /&gt;你会不会想起 说过的永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&lt;br /&gt;倔强抬起头 决不让眼泪往下流&lt;br /&gt;倔强说不痛 假装什么伤都没有&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/8349971688407745977-3361490626929699791?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3361490626929699791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3361490626929699791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_16.html' title='我最心痛的是.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUc5NHOdzQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/wYe49Ex7tOI/s72-c/tearss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5275571084274239799</id><published>2008-12-15T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:22:48.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUZkNkwNIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KgHdnw76_FM/s1600-h/22437579218697l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUZkNkwNIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KgHdnw76_FM/s320/22437579218697l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280017797505425858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; A broken heart is a heart that has felt love.&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/8349971688407745977-5275571084274239799?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5275571084274239799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5275571084274239799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart...'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SUZkNkwNIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KgHdnw76_FM/s72-c/22437579218697l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8198692362330291853</id><published>2008-12-13T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:12:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired....</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so tired, mentally tired, physically tired, tired....tired.... tired.... =( I wish i could be heard, but again i don't wish to whine and whine and whine.... =( i'm unhappy... i'm upset.... i feel like crying........ what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later will be working then going for company xmas gathering high tea at Shangri La followed by KTV session after that.... i should be feeling energise and looking forward to it right? but why am i not feeling so? arghhhhhhhhhhh................ Enough said.... hope to update more of tomorrow's event....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8198692362330291853?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8198692362330291853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8198692362330291853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired.html' title='Tired....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8619504632090132649</id><published>2008-12-09T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:02:15.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Over the Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Family day at East Coast Park, Had lunch at a Seafood restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures to share~&lt;br /&gt;Too Many so post a few to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Rating: 8/10, services is good too. Price wise reasonable, it's about $29 inclusive with the 10% of service charge and 7% of GST per pax. Up to 40 dishes to try,  just that each dish can only be order once. But if you ever try all the dishes they are really restaurant standard and not those anyhow cook. Will be nice if more people go together, get to try many dishes they served there. Most important!! the freshness of the food served!! Thumbs up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4YMVxfZfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KYYvqJgB0Xs/s1600-h/seafood.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4YMVxfZfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KYYvqJgB0Xs/s400/seafood.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277682413607020018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braised Mini Whole Abolone With Oyster Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aHzf-6pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6sloGDn67KA/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aHzf-6pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6sloGDn67KA/s320/DSC00386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684534710561426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braised Shark's Fin Soup With Crab Meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIERuXpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/psxFhGy8XPs/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIERuXpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/psxFhGy8XPs/s320/DSC00387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684539214159506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drunken Prawn With Herbal Soup&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIXw8p5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q1j5wdEg_8M/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIXw8p5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q1j5wdEg_8M/s320/DSC00389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684544445392786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steam Tilapia With Thai Lemon Sauce&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bEqGQVCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uRumdCCHD08/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bEqGQVCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/uRumdCCHD08/s320/DSC00398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277685580158751778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crispy Fried Baby Squid&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c4vlJbpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mw32IWXxYDk/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c4vlJbpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mw32IWXxYDk/s320/DSC00400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277687574495325842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prawn Salad&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bENmO64I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wg_iFVTBj8I/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bENmO64I/AAAAAAAAAFc/Wg_iFVTBj8I/s320/DSC00393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277685572508248962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thai Seafood Salad&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bEViWF-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ronQmOaKwoo/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4bEViWF-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ronQmOaKwoo/s320/DSC00396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277685574639425506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sauteed Scallop With Asparagus&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIxiBV4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/h9hScaqfHkE/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aIxiBV4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/h9hScaqfHkE/s320/DSC00391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684551362107266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stewed Seafood Beancurd In Pot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c5BTskiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7NkVvIKC3e0/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c5BTskiI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7NkVvIKC3e0/s320/DSC00399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277687579253969442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roast Duck With Hot Sesame And Garlic Sauce&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c4BbfhzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1Z7G0LrVvCA/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4c4BbfhzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1Z7G0LrVvCA/s320/DSC00394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277687562106799922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black Pepper Venison in Hot Plate&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aJfJfe8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6gXj8Ay9VHo/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4aJfJfe8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/6gXj8Ay9VHo/s320/DSC00392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277684563607256002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And after so long since i last watch mid night show! i watch BOLT.... It's so cute!!! Hmm... story line not that fancy but the characters in the movie is so CUTE!! hahaha Guess CUTE is the word to describe all i have to say for this show... Anyway it was really fun and nice during these long weekend which i had though is tiring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4ihg0881I/AAAAAAAAAGc/eTnlebxOtdE/s1600-h/Bolt_1024_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4ihg0881I/AAAAAAAAAGc/eTnlebxOtdE/s320/Bolt_1024_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277693772467860306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8619504632090132649?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8619504632090132649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8619504632090132649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/updates-over-long-weekend.html' title='Updates Over the Long Weekend'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/ST4YMVxfZfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KYYvqJgB0Xs/s72-c/seafood.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2645368293910507436</id><published>2008-12-05T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:03:01.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好久不见</title><content type='html'>遇见了一个真的好久不见的同学. 想回去那时候我们在学校的日子,脸上就带出了微笑. 我们大概有六年没见面了吧.以交换了联络号码.或许接近假期可以到她家做个拜访. 大家都各忙各的,岁月不留人,一转眼我们的年龄也渐渐高深.老了老了... 哈哈哈...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近在平常日子,好像发生了许多事.一言难尽... 在精神方面,感觉到很累也很折磨,一自在寻找自己想要的快乐.大概是老天给我的考验吧,但我也希望它能高抬贵手,天啊!放我一条生路吧....成全我吧....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2645368293910507436?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2645368293910507436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2645368293910507436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_05.html' title='好久不见'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2290563807189764462</id><published>2008-12-03T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:59:03.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/STX1iryipvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZxLlo7pzdI4/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/STX1iryipvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZxLlo7pzdI4/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275392514753472242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Uncertainty is the only certainty there is, and knowing how to live with insecurity is the only security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-2290563807189764462?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2290563807189764462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2290563807189764462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/STX1iryipvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ZxLlo7pzdI4/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6518753366884957020</id><published>2008-12-02T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:47:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜怒哀乐。。。</title><content type='html'>在这个星期，时间过得很充实。忙着戳被工作，还有一些宝贵的课程。最近也有了许多夜生活。好久都没这么晚出门了。期待着圣诞节的到来。颇不期待的快点就是二零零九年。希望一切都可以重新再来。迎接一个新的年，快乐，安乐，健康，过这无忧无虑的日子和许多好事的来领。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了图书馆，借了几本关于如何面对爱情/感情的书，听起来好像好可笑吧。已经好久都没借那些书来读了。读了过后又好多感触，忽然发现我对于感情的事/看法已经有许多的改变。好矛盾的事，不知道哪一些才是心理可以接受的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至于怒哀。。。咳。。。看就不再去提起了。。累了，等心情好多的时候再写更多好心情的日记。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6518753366884957020?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6518753366884957020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6518753366884957020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='喜怒哀乐。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-902730623727569502</id><published>2008-11-26T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:49:39.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Updates.....</title><content type='html'>Finally down with one audit... it's kind of successful one!! which i am really glad.... Haven't been resting well for the past few days due to work,stress and some personal problems. Anyway everything shall be put behind and looking forward to my favourite occassion Xmas!! Guess this year won't be anything special unless otherwise.... Shall look forward to it to make my days happier? haha.... still there's another audit stock take coming on the 18 of December which is 1 week before Xmas!! horror man... will be so stress till i get to relax and enjoy the occassion... hopefully everything will be smoothe in my life... Diseases please go away from me... don't want to get sick!! LOL.... When will i be rich? hahaha..... lazy for updates... maybe when i am feeling better i blog nicer things ba....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-902730623727569502?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/902730623727569502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/902730623727569502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-updates.html' title='Some Updates.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-1659886734633745017</id><published>2008-11-24T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:05:01.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感激的人</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激父母，是他们给了自己生命，是他们把自己抚养长大，是他们教我学走路，陪我说第一句话，是他们给了自己温暖的生活，亲情如涓涓溪流无声无息，从不张扬，却永恒如初，也许他们没有太多感天动地的语言来表达自己的爱，偶尔一句&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;路上慢点，小心点，&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;就足以说明一切，令我感动，亲情从来不需要刻意的去想起，却永远永远也不会忘记，亲情的力量，就是让人觉得在这个世界上自己永远不会是孤立无助的，无论将来走到哪里，无论有什么样的遭遇，无论成功还是失败，都要记得身后有亲情注视的目光，这目光中蕴含着太阳的光辉，给人春天般的温暖。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激可以信任的朋友，友情有一个奇特的作用，如果你把快乐告&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;诉一个朋友，你将得到两份快乐，如果你把你的忧愁向告诉一个朋友，你将减掉一半忧愁，人的一生，能遇到可以真心以待的朋友不容易，在这个黑白混乱的利益社&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;会里就更显得不易，无论多么华丽的诗句都不能代替那种亲密无间的友情，所以，要和他好好的相处下去，每个人都有失意的时候，都有需要被关怀的时候，听听那&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;熟悉的声音，它会温暖你的心灵，无论世界如何改变，都不要忘了朋友，有了这份情义，原本单调的生命历程会显得丰富多彩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激那个选择和自己相伴一生的人，要全心全意的去谢谢他的爱。因为有他，才让双方都懂得了什么是幸福，什么是真爱，现代的爱情总免不了受到外部环境的冲击与诱惑，爱情的生命便在于双方心中的一份坚持，有时候，人总是爱问对方爱不爱自己，是不是会永远的爱下去，其实何必非得要求永远，又有谁能标准的回答永远到底有多远，也许它是一个转身的瞬间，也许它是从生到死的过程，也许能在一起好好的活着，平淡的生活，这本身就是一种永远，那就珍惜他，好好的过吧，心在，爱在，还要奢求多少呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激曾经误解过自己的人，是他让自己更了解人情世故，这个世界就是这样子，常常遭遇别人的误解，有时候，人可以控制别人的行动，却无法控制别人的思想，被人误解了，随它去吧，如果解释不清楚，不如保持沉默吧，或许这是对它最有力的反击，沉默有时候是一种回答，自己无愧于心就好，对它唱上一曲无所谓，走自己的路，让别人去说吧。另一方面，被人误解，反而可以磨炼人的心志，使人越来越成熟。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激曾经背叛过自己的人，如果没有当初的背叛，也许今天我还是看不清楚这个世界，不会懂得生活原来是这个样子的，除了甘甜，还有苦涩，除了有阳光，还会有突如其来的暴风和骤雨。有时候它还可以是一种动力，让自己懂得努力，也懂得了坚强，让我面对风浪时不再流泪不再退缩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激曾经匆匆来又匆匆离开我人生的人，谢谢你曾经出现在我的生命里，人生路上的风景因有你的点缀才更优美，也给我了一份美好而精彩的回忆。即使擦身而过也好，无论时间的长与短，都将在人生的里程碑上写下一段恒久，当许多年以后的某个时间，微风细雨再次唤起心底的往事，会发现原来生命因你的到来而显得绚丽多彩，真的谢谢你曾来过，还留下一段淡淡的却令人难忘的芳香记忆，扣我心弦，如一副美妙绝仑的画面，又如春雨般洒落我心底滋润心扉，也许曾经经历过也是另一种幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;感激自己曾经爱过的人，是他让自己更懂得爱，不管怎样，都微笑的祝福他，祝福他的生活是幸福和快乐的。忘不了春暖花开时林荫中一起漫步，也忘不了寒冬时节窗前月下一起谈心。只是当我们开始相遇相知的时候，分离却在向我们招手，不想忘也真的忘不了你，因此，一切可以成为过往，但是在生命中的那些成长的心情却是沉甸甸的，是无法挥散而去的，注定在岁月的年轮里留下深深的印记。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;在这个广阔无边的大世界里，据说一个人与另一个人相遇的可能性只有千万分之一，成为朋友的可能性大约是两亿分之一，成了终身伴侣的可能性大约是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;五十亿分之一，这是多么难得的机缘！如人所说，得之，我幸，不得，我命，还是心存感激吧，这样便少了一份怨和恨，多了一份淡定与从容，当用感激的心态去面对生活时，才能去发现这个世界上更多美好的东西。所以我感激曾走进我生命里的人，同时也感激已经走出我生命的人，我将把这一切视为生命中宝贵的东西。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;谢谢你们让我有了人生路上的各种感受，爱过了，痛过了，笑过了，哭过了，得过了，失过了，傻过了，痴过了，盼过了，等过了，到最后才明白这才是最真实的生活，也因此让那已奏响的人生乐章听起来才抑扬顿挫，婉转动人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-1659886734633745017?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1659886734633745017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/1659886734633745017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html' title='感激的人'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5359809389037653097</id><published>2008-11-24T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:35:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Happiness is simply being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like magic&lt;br /&gt;and it always will be.&lt;br /&gt;For love still remains&lt;br /&gt;Life's  sweet mystery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love works in ways&lt;br /&gt;that are wondrous and strange&lt;br /&gt;and  there's nothing in life&lt;br /&gt;that love cannot change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can  transform&lt;br /&gt;the most commonplace&lt;br /&gt;into beauty and splendor&lt;br /&gt;And sweetness  and grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is unselfish,&lt;br /&gt;Understanding and kind,&lt;br /&gt;for it sees  with its heart&lt;br /&gt;and not with its mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer&lt;br /&gt;that  everyone seeks....&lt;br /&gt;Love is the language,&lt;br /&gt;which every heart  speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can't be bought,&lt;br /&gt;it is priceless and free,&lt;br /&gt;Love, like  pure magic,&lt;br /&gt;is life's sweet mystery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-5359809389037653097?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5359809389037653097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5359809389037653097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='~Love~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-5162250719564525240</id><published>2008-11-21T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:49:29.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>矛盾</title><content type='html'>好矛盾啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;我到底在做什么？在想什么？&lt;br /&gt;为什么好像一直在绕圈圈？&lt;br /&gt;脑袋不知道到底装了什么？&lt;br /&gt;我好坏，我根本都没资格和别人谈恋爱。&lt;br /&gt;因为我根本都做不好决定，根本都不清楚自己要的是什么，又想爱，又害怕。。。&lt;br /&gt;=（ 我好失败。。。 感到很抱歉。。。 对不起。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你。。给我我以下的留言。。我会好好的收着。。。让我再考虑。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a vow, to no one but you&lt;br /&gt;                  I pledge my love to forever be true&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll take care of you and treat you right&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll lay beside you all through the night&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll feed you and clothe you and keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll hug you and kiss you and give shelter in the storm&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll help you and guide you and clear a path&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll protect you and shield you from an angry man's wrath&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll listen to your problems help you solve them too&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll make you a rainbow and let the sun shine through&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll take your side even if you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;                  Just to prove our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll plant you flowers and make them grow&lt;br /&gt;                  They'll be a symbol of love that only we'll know&lt;br /&gt;                  I'll whisper your name when no one is near&lt;br /&gt;                  So low that only you can hear&lt;br /&gt;                  You'll feel my love even if we're apart&lt;br /&gt;                  You'll know that we are one in heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-5162250719564525240?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5162250719564525240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/5162250719564525240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_21.html' title='矛盾'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-2756270061119213261</id><published>2008-11-19T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:18:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>约定</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;这首歌对于我来说是好有仪式。好喜欢她的歌词，内容很简单也很温心。我可以对你唱这首歌吗？你会明白我心里在想些什么吗?要是一切都能那么简单就好。。。咳~期待~ 很有感觉！！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nC4auip58wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nC4auip58wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远处的钟声回荡在雨里&lt;br /&gt;我们在屋檐底下牵手听&lt;br /&gt;幻想教堂里头那场婚礼&lt;br /&gt;是为祝福我俩而举行&lt;br /&gt;一路从泥泞走到了美景&lt;br /&gt;习惯在彼此眼中找勇气&lt;br /&gt;累到无力总会想吻你&lt;br /&gt;才能忘了情路艰辛&lt;br /&gt;你我约定难过的往事不许提&lt;br /&gt;也答应永远都不让对方担心&lt;br /&gt;要做快乐的自己照顾自己&lt;br /&gt;就算某天一个人孤寂&lt;br /&gt;你我约定一争吵很快要喊停&lt;br /&gt;也说好没有秘密彼此很透明&lt;br /&gt;我会好好地爱你傻傻爱你&lt;br /&gt;不去计较公平不公平&lt;br /&gt;一路从泥泞走到了美景&lt;br /&gt;习惯在彼此眼中找勇气&lt;br /&gt;累到无力总会想吻你&lt;br /&gt;才能忘了情路艰辛&lt;br /&gt;你我约定难过的往事不许提&lt;br /&gt;也答应永远都不让对方担心&lt;br /&gt;要做快乐的自己照顾自己&lt;br /&gt;就算某天一个人孤寂&lt;br /&gt;你我约定一争吵很快要喊停&lt;br /&gt;也说好没有秘密彼此很透明&lt;br /&gt;我会好好地爱你傻傻爱你&lt;br /&gt;不去计较公平不公平&lt;br /&gt;我会好好地爱你傻傻爱你&lt;br /&gt;不去计较公平不公平&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/8349971688407745977-2756270061119213261?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2756270061119213261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/2756270061119213261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_19.html' title='约定'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3228699321623615638</id><published>2008-11-18T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:48:04.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New New New.....</title><content type='html'>See the difference, i simply love the rainbow background.... i want more colours in my life... they brighten my day ya... Loaded a new song in the player, change of background, change of header, change of fonts, just too lazy to change the format of placing everything all over again... nevertheless i'm very satisfied with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I've made a few new friends to widen my circle now.... LOL sound funny right? Anyway this is my first step to take.... Wish me Luck!! hahaha.... what am i crapping this time... anyway i'm Happy =) Yeah Am HAPPY!!! At least i don't emo? Oppssss... *cross Fingers* Waiting to off work go home cook!!! Will try to load some recipes on my blog if i'm not tired nor lazy.... &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3228699321623615638?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3228699321623615638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3228699321623615638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-new-new.html' title='New New New.....'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3430193260671692134</id><published>2008-11-18T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:33:02.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSIo895n6rI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zTeXf-jLsU8/s1600-h/ecp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSIo895n6rI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zTeXf-jLsU8/s400/ecp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819541850417842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"True happiness is not attained through self-gratification,&lt;br /&gt;but through fidelity to a worthy purpose."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3430193260671692134?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3430193260671692134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3430193260671692134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote Of The Day'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSIo895n6rI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zTeXf-jLsU8/s72-c/ecp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8220810488116554708</id><published>2008-11-17T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:29:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心痛</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSDk83SLLVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhUDfw0rtQk/s1600-h/22437601124790l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSDk83SLLVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhUDfw0rtQk/s400/22437601124790l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269463298306944338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种伤心,是说不出的心痛&lt;br /&gt;这种结局在一开始就想到&lt;br /&gt;我们还没有开始就已有了结束&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是一种捽不急防的落幕&lt;br /&gt;是一种东升的旭日瞬间成为夕阳的景色&lt;br /&gt;不想再说什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤和痛都会掩在心底&lt;br /&gt;因为再多的语言&lt;br /&gt;都无法表达心碎的酸楚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然说放弃是一种美德但谁可曾尝过&lt;br /&gt;这放弃的滋味是何等的苦涩&lt;br /&gt;毕竟这是一段自己曾经投入,拥有过的感情&lt;br /&gt;学会忍受痛苦有些话适合烂在心里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些痛苦&lt;br /&gt;适合无声无息地忘记&lt;br /&gt;该忘记了&lt;br /&gt;该结束了也许我会心痛&lt;br /&gt;也许我会伤心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些痛说不出来，&lt;br /&gt;只能自己忍着，&lt;br /&gt;直到时间流逝，&lt;br /&gt;直到慢慢遗忘；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有种爱不能坚持，&lt;br /&gt;即使万般不舍，&lt;br /&gt;也只能够放弃，&lt;br /&gt;送上默默祝福；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人无法珍惜，&lt;br /&gt;纵有心智万千，&lt;br /&gt;也是有心无力，&lt;br /&gt;不如早早别过；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些痛说不出来，&lt;br /&gt;只能自己忍着。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8220810488116554708?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8220810488116554708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8220810488116554708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_17.html' title='心痛'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SSDk83SLLVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NhUDfw0rtQk/s72-c/22437601124790l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8422721664223342414</id><published>2008-11-15T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:31:53.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>文字里的爱情，可惜却是一个人的</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SR4zSilY0AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u-QYCrBRQoQ/s1600-h/Korean_mizzi_illustration-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SR4zSilY0AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u-QYCrBRQoQ/s400/Korean_mizzi_illustration-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705007684341762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种目光，直到分手时，才知道是眷恋；&lt;br /&gt;有一种感觉，直到离别时，才明白是心痛；&lt;br /&gt;有一种心情，直到难眠时，才发现是相思；&lt;br /&gt;有一种缘份，直到梦醒时，才清楚是永恒。&lt;br /&gt;有一种目光，彼此相识时，就知道有一天会眷恋；&lt;br /&gt;有一种感觉，未曾离别时，就明白有一天会心痛；&lt;br /&gt;有一种心情，半醉半醒间，就发现原来竟是想思；&lt;br /&gt;有一种缘份，在我遇到你的那一瞬间，就已注定是永恒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到这伤心的文字，我突然想起了，这个世上有永恒吗？&lt;br /&gt;我不停的问自己，恒星能够永恒吗，爱情能够永恒吗？&lt;br /&gt;不能，于是你我的缘份也不能永恒。&lt;br /&gt;不停的告诫自己，从此要将你忘记，不再想起这些心痛的事。&lt;br /&gt;不停的告诉自己，从此要将你拒绝，所有与你有关的事物。&lt;br /&gt;无奈，每一点细小的记忆都会勾起我的相思，&lt;br /&gt;不经意间泪水已将疲惫的心轻轻溢满。&lt;br /&gt;看着你的背影慢慢走出我的视线，泪水早已悄然划落。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相思的尽头，一遍遍念着你的电话号码，始终没有勇气将它拨通。&lt;br /&gt;没有你的世界，我是如此地孤寂；&lt;br /&gt;一个人不孤寂，想一个人才孤寂。&lt;br /&gt;我不希望有你的天空，会有愁绪轻轻的飘过&lt;br /&gt;不希望有我的时候，你是不开心的&lt;br /&gt;一直说，我喜欢你爽朗的笑声&lt;br /&gt;喜欢看你有笑容的脸&lt;br /&gt;而你，终是不说什么&lt;br /&gt;而我，也不想再说什么，依旧用文字，来流露内心的感受。一种淡淡的，哀伤的，寂寞的，无奈的……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对于明天，谁也没有把握.&lt;br /&gt;对于爱情，我们只字不提。&lt;br /&gt;所有的心情，都如火柴点亮的天堂，浪漫而辛酸。&lt;br /&gt;所有的爱情，都如落花的心事，常驻于心头。&lt;br /&gt;我的那根火柴，为何却点不亮天堂？&lt;br /&gt;相识之初，就已注定会有残花散尽的那一天.&lt;br /&gt;只是当时的我为什么没有想到？？？&lt;br /&gt;也许一切都是命中注定!&lt;br /&gt;其实心里很想嫁给你&lt;br /&gt;可是遗憾的是&lt;br /&gt;你却不能娶....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情&lt;br /&gt;开始得总是很美丽&lt;br /&gt;却忘记了美丽背后的伤痛&lt;br /&gt;在这场文字编织的爱情里，我已放飞的太多。&lt;br /&gt;“也许放弃，才能靠近你，不再见你，你才会把我记起。”&lt;br /&gt;一个人的恋情，终究是没有结果的，&lt;br /&gt;于是，我不想写结果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;火柴总有燃尽的那一天，天堂是什么样的，我看不到。&lt;br /&gt;黑暗中的天堂我寻不到它的方向，没有永恒的故事里，我，注定不能成为你的.....&lt;br /&gt;虽然一生很长，我还没有走完&lt;br /&gt;但我已觉得这个世上有着太多的遗憾，&lt;br /&gt;你，我，或许就是其中的一种吧。&lt;br /&gt;今生的水永远不可能冲煮来世的茶，人群中偶然的相逢，偏偏却又擦肩而过，&lt;br /&gt;留下的，是什么？&lt;br /&gt;是遗憾？还是&lt;br /&gt;我的泪……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8422721664223342414?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8422721664223342414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8422721664223342414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_15.html' title='文字里的爱情，可惜却是一个人的'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SR4zSilY0AI/AAAAAAAAAEM/u-QYCrBRQoQ/s72-c/Korean_mizzi_illustration-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3904149331000943752</id><published>2008-11-14T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:58:30.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Have You Ever~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a nice song, wish to share around...  Really miss those days man... Time to settledown? Mum discussed with me regards of my future and partner. Which she haven't asked me this question for almost 3 years. Time flies very quickly... am now a quater to a century, how many more 5 years can i live on? Time to give myself some thoughts to settledown i suppose. Yes i must open my heart this time and not always hiding myself in the shell. haha... sound like a tortise? wahahaha..... crapzzz ok back to work.... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FR0SBQd4X4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FR0SBQd4X4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have You Ever"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's wrong to walk away, though you  think it's over&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there's so much more to say&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the moment's  gone&lt;br /&gt;And all your dreams are upside down&lt;br /&gt;And you just wanna change the way  the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved and lost  somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, that's  the way I feel about you and me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was  breaking&lt;br /&gt;Looking down the road you should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, cos I  loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but think that this is  wrong, we should be together&lt;br /&gt;Back in your arms where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Now I've  finally realised it was forever that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all to change the  way the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved and lost  somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, that's  the way I feel about you and me, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was  breaking&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down the road you should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, cos I  loved and lost the day I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna hear you say that you  know just how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To have it all and let it slip away, can't you  see&lt;br /&gt;Even though the moment's gone, I'm still holding on somehow&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I  could change the way the world goes round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, have you ever loved  and lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Wished there was a chance to say I'm sorry (I'm  sorry)&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, (ohhh) that's the way I feel about you and me,  Baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking&lt;br /&gt;Lookin down the road you  should be taking&lt;br /&gt;I should know, (I should know) cos I loved and lost the day  I let&lt;br /&gt;Yes I loved and lost the day I let&lt;br /&gt;Yes I loved and lost the day I  let you go&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/8349971688407745977-3904149331000943752?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3904149331000943752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3904149331000943752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-ever.html' title='~Have You Ever~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-8065323406242180444</id><published>2008-11-11T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:49:36.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新的开始</title><content type='html'>这个周末过的很快。。。星期六放工后，临时决定买了车票就去了马来西亚云顶游玩，放下我的心情和在一次把美好的回忆收藏好。重新开始过一个“新生活” 也不想多说了。拍了一些风景的画面。。。好遗憾，原本拍了好多好多可是我不小心把他们都闪掉了=（ 那里的天气好冷！好像是零下十二度。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms2e0RXCI/AAAAAAAAADg/Kp3MX4yyf88/s1600-h/gentinghighland1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms2e0RXCI/AAAAAAAAADg/Kp3MX4yyf88/s400/gentinghighland1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431291171724322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms199_ivI/AAAAAAAAADY/1VFg0ZQOoCo/s1600-h/gentinghighland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms199_ivI/AAAAAAAAADY/1VFg0ZQOoCo/s400/gentinghighland2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431282354129650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    opps.. just realise i got the date written wrongly.... it's 09.11.08!! haha....&lt;br /&gt;must be too tiring -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms0_jGI-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/P1RUM7fLWWo/s1600-h/gentinghighland3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms0_jGI-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/P1RUM7fLWWo/s400/gentinghighland3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431265598317538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那时我得漂亮妈妈！！ 今天十一月十一日，是我的妈妈的生日，我们一家人一起到外头庆祝妈妈的生日。吃了好多海鲜之列。。。这一下好像是我和妈妈和弟弟的第一张合照。。。好感动，没有想到会有这么一天我们会合照。。。真的很开心因为一直想要的就是能够和他们合照。就重要的事他们美丽的笑容。。。 祝福妈妈永远是漂亮的，身体健康，事事如意，好事滚滚来。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRmszEklmmI/AAAAAAAAADI/AJ3vlDvnfBg/s1600-h/Birthdaymum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRmszEklmmI/AAAAAAAAADI/AJ3vlDvnfBg/s400/Birthdaymum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267431232587012706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好喜欢这张照片！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-8065323406242180444?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8065323406242180444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/8065323406242180444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_11.html' title='新的开始'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SRms2e0RXCI/AAAAAAAAADg/Kp3MX4yyf88/s72-c/gentinghighland1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-4215604316864341882</id><published>2008-11-07T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:26:23.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Of My Life~</title><content type='html'>This song says all i wanna say for the day~ Sigh.... Kept coming to my mind and my heart sanks once more..... sobsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Winner Takes It All - Meryl Streep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPKDKcOoXMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPKDKcOoXMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;About the things weve gone through&lt;br /&gt;Though its hurting me&lt;br /&gt;Now its history&lt;br /&gt;Ive played all my cards&lt;br /&gt;And thats what youve done too&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;No more ace to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser standing small&lt;br /&gt;Beside the victory&lt;br /&gt;Thats her destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I belonged there&lt;br /&gt;I figured it made sense&lt;br /&gt;Building me a fence&lt;br /&gt;Building me a home&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Id be strong there&lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool&lt;br /&gt;Playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gods may throw a dice&lt;br /&gt;Their minds as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;And someone way down here&lt;br /&gt;Loses someone dear&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The loser has to fall&lt;br /&gt;Its simple and its plain&lt;br /&gt;Why should I complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me does she kiss&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to kiss you?&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel the same&lt;br /&gt;When she calls your name?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside&lt;br /&gt;You must know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say&lt;br /&gt;Rules must be obeyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges will decide&lt;br /&gt;The likes of me abide&lt;br /&gt;Spectators of the show&lt;br /&gt;Always staying low&lt;br /&gt;The game is on again&lt;br /&gt;A lover or a friend&lt;br /&gt;A big thing or a small&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna talk&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;And I understand&lt;br /&gt;You've come to shake my hand&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel bad&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me so tense&lt;br /&gt;No self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;But you see&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-4215604316864341882?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4215604316864341882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/4215604316864341882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-my-life.html' title='Song Of My Life~'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-3144544646620621443</id><published>2008-11-06T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:22:42.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好烦啊!!</title><content type='html'>桃花!!! 爱情运来了吗?真奇怪....不来不来一来就无法挡. =( 其实我要的是一个能够让我依靠的人,可是来的全都是.........嗨~我知道问题出现在与我.是我还没有心理准备去接受新的一份感情.一时想要,但是又害怕再次受伤害.好像永远都走不出这一步. 我好累!! 我好想有一个人可以和我分享我的喜怒哀乐....会有那么一天的来临吗?工作很忙碌,身体健康不是很好,安排了许多节目给自己,看来都需要把他们给促销了. =( 妈妈的生日要到了,还没决定好要去那庆祝.妈说不庆祝也无所谓,我知道她是为了我所以这样说的.嗨~好久没在星期天去和伯伯跑步了,好想再去和伯伯还有狗狗一起跑步!! 星期天好像又要去看医生.那些药真的好难吃!!吃了过后又很难受!!! 吖吖吖吖........................... 我好讨厌我现在的生活!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-3144544646620621443?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3144544646620621443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/3144544646620621443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_06.html' title='好烦啊!!'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-7956387795458178872</id><published>2008-11-05T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:55:57.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>后悔？想念？寂寞？</title><content type='html'>播音机播放一手很痛心的歌。。。。 我难过。。5566独唱。每当我听到这首歌，我的心就会有一阵很痛的感觉，很难呼吸的感觉。。。自从那天我们分离，我做的决定到底是我真的想要的结果吗？我后悔了吗？还是我怀念着那些日子？或许是我感到寂寞？其实我很不服气，为什么要发生在我的身上？ 一个是我的好友，另一个是他!! 不舒服的感觉。眼泪往心里流。有话想说但不知要如何说。好像我也有错，当初那么坚决做出那个决定一走就不回头。到如今我还是过着独自的日子。以下的歌词形容着我现在的心情。=（&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yb3Kx9RaK8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yb3Kx9RaK8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我难过。。。&lt;br /&gt;那一年默默无言　只能选择离开&lt;br /&gt;无邪的笑容已经不再精彩&lt;br /&gt;你害怕结局所以拼命伤害&lt;br /&gt;说是我挡住你的美好未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你坚决　不希望我等待　我便默默的让你走开&lt;br /&gt;如今你　受了伤回来　叫我如何接受这安排&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我难过的是　放弃你　放弃爱&lt;br /&gt;放弃的梦被打碎　忍住悲哀&lt;br /&gt;我以为　是成全　你却说你更不愉快&lt;br /&gt;我难过的是　忘了你　忘了爱&lt;br /&gt;尽全力忘记我们　真心相爱&lt;br /&gt;也忘了告诉你　失去的不能重来 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-7956387795458178872?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7956387795458178872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/7956387795458178872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_05.html' title='后悔？想念？寂寞？'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-6289987633713455642</id><published>2008-11-04T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:56:06.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SQ_qdXGBy_I/AAAAAAAAADA/gQPYlaF7hcc/s1600-h/summerh054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SQ_qdXGBy_I/AAAAAAAAADA/gQPYlaF7hcc/s400/summerh054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264684279555804146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wish my mood is like the picture as shown, serenity and calm..... time to catch sunset soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-6289987633713455642?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6289987633713455642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/6289987633713455642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunset.html' title='Sunset。。。'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bQryVQlBabs/SQ_qdXGBy_I/AAAAAAAAADA/gQPYlaF7hcc/s72-c/summerh054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8349971688407745977.post-810381265140647305</id><published>2008-11-03T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:44:48.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Timeless Quotes From William Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here is a collection of some of my favorite quotes from the English poet, who is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language.  Although written more than 400 years ago, it’s amazing how they still ring true today!  Enjoy:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An overflow of good converts to bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Expectation is the root of all heartache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not bound to please thee with my answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In time we hate that which we often fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is too young to know what conscience is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No legacy is so rich as honesty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can come of nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak low, if you speak love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The course of true love never did run smooth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The object of art is to give life a shape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things done well and with a care, exempt themselves from fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We know what we are, but know not what we may be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What’s done can’t be undone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8349971688407745977-810381265140647305?l=heavent3ars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/810381265140647305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8349971688407745977/posts/default/810381265140647305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavent3ars.blogspot.com/2008/11/30-timeless-quotes-from-william.html' title='30 Timeless Quotes From William Shakespeare'/><author><name>Aries</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13483607146871331701</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
