<?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-30144629</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:53:10.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080306</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-7697405294946503688</id><published>2008-06-11T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T02:32:53.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS A POST, IT IS RECENT, SERIOUSLY, IT IS...</title><content type='html'>hey you hopeless people who have for whatever reason have come here, of which i'm sure won't include looking for regular posts... haha. well, here's the promise of more posts to come after a period of time when i couldn't post coz i had to keep certain parts of my life low profile...  now i update it all.... soon ok ? pictures included ok ? gtg now. MUST SLEEP... night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-7697405294946503688?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/7697405294946503688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=7697405294946503688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/7697405294946503688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/7697405294946503688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-post-it-is-recent-seriously-it.html' title='THIS IS A POST, IT IS RECENT, SERIOUSLY, IT IS...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-2050216753472878813</id><published>2008-04-26T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:05:03.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the fight begin</title><content type='html'>It seems things are clear now. the threat is clear, and so, the response has tobe just as clear, so I've decided, Sorry azra'il, i'm gonna have to postphone our date. lets rumble. I'm fighting back. Though its at most, for a lost cause. Whatever it is, BRING IT, i'm taking it on solo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-2050216753472878813?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/2050216753472878813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=2050216753472878813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/2050216753472878813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/2050216753472878813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-fight-begin.html' title='Let the fight begin'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-6934471151704783641</id><published>2008-04-26T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:55:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Did the idea of time come to be due to the invention of the idea of time, or was the idea of time the result of time being inherently there in the first place ? there's nothing whatsoever thats tangible about time. so why is it that it plagues me the most ? I keep asking myself, when? when? when? how i wish time went by faster, but then again, if time is man's invention, don't we control it ? can't we define it ? Then why can't it be as simple as juz wishing it to be faster ? God, i've lost it haven't i ? all this thinking to keep my mind from losing it, keeping it busy, keeping it from thinking abt her. here we go, another dose of anti-depressants, these things are wonderous. Stay strong azim, well... a lil help won't hurt. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know you're there Azra'il, creeping about behind me, sneaking up upon me, maybe, u're around the next turn, maybe not, still, i know you're here, i feel your prsence everywhere i go. but hell, i'm not gonna let you stop me from doing what i want. i know you can't do anything till its time. and i know you just can't wait for it.  maybe, neither can i, trust me, i know we could be good friends when we meet... i've always wanted to meet you, just that a certain person distracted me for a good while. patience my friend-to-be. We meet in due time. Till then, i having things to tend to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-6934471151704783641?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/6934471151704783641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=6934471151704783641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/6934471151704783641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/6934471151704783641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-5281901286308348064</id><published>2008-04-22T01:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T02:09:33.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go</title><content type='html'>I miss her,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her,&lt;br /&gt;But does she too ?&lt;br /&gt;I miss her,&lt;br /&gt;But what's to do ?&lt;br /&gt;I miss her,&lt;br /&gt;Yes baby you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I come,&lt;br /&gt;Back to you,&lt;br /&gt;So I come,&lt;br /&gt;Just for you,&lt;br /&gt;Just to ask,&lt;br /&gt;ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I,&lt;br /&gt;Feel you again ?&lt;br /&gt;Will you,&lt;br /&gt;Remove all the pain ?&lt;br /&gt;When can I,&lt;br /&gt;Hold you again ?&lt;br /&gt;Will you,&lt;br /&gt;Love me the same ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the fight's over,&lt;br /&gt;When it all ends,&lt;br /&gt;Six feet under,&lt;br /&gt;Under soil and sands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps only then,&lt;br /&gt;She will see ?&lt;br /&gt;Only then,&lt;br /&gt;She understands,&lt;br /&gt;That only she,&lt;br /&gt;made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;Even as our love ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resign,&lt;br /&gt;I comprehend,&lt;br /&gt;I surrender,&lt;br /&gt;I understand,&lt;br /&gt;You had to leave,&lt;br /&gt;Coz you don't believe,&lt;br /&gt;no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left,&lt;br /&gt;Walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;You left,&lt;br /&gt;me and more,&lt;br /&gt;You left,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you would soar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fly,&lt;br /&gt;Fly up high,&lt;br /&gt;So go,&lt;br /&gt;As far as you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be there,&lt;br /&gt;Besides,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt you'd care,&lt;br /&gt;For I,&lt;br /&gt;I've lived my fair.&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't dare,&lt;br /&gt;Live,&lt;br /&gt;Another share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-5281901286308348064?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/5281901286308348064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=5281901286308348064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/5281901286308348064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/5281901286308348064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/letting-go.html' title='Letting go'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-613827496999822633</id><published>2008-04-19T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:51:35.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Am Dumb</title><content type='html'>Why am i so stupid ? how could i blow my cover ? now, she knows it all, she's gonna wanna know more, that is, if there's still a little of the original her in there. the Her i once knew. the her i fell in love with. she's not there anymore. she's missing. where is she ? i miss her. guess she ran off when i hurt her. my fault. i'd admit. i hate myself for it, but she started drifting long before. who's to know how it would have been had she not broken up with me that day she returned ? It was limitless love before that day, it was on that day she planted the seed of doubt in me, a seed from great india itself. a seed she had already planted in heself before returning. oh glory, the seed, is now a blossoming tree. its first blooms appear one by one through the year. now, the tree is pink with its blossoms, bright petals of doubt. but its all said and done. what's there to do but wait ? i'd start over, all over, from the day we first met. but thats impossible. the people we started as and who we are now, they're not the same. she'd be proud, maybe happy i realise this now. that we can't last, that there's nothing left in this relationship. I may know his, but i will never accept it. so just go if you have to, i won't chase, i won't hold you down. juz leave when i look away. dun let me see you go. i'll be chained here. so that i CAN'T chase you. dun tell me to move on. i'm juz waiting for fate. I'm sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-613827496999822633?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/613827496999822633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=613827496999822633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/613827496999822633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/613827496999822633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-am-dumb.html' title='Me Am Dumb'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-6255200150023273613</id><published>2008-04-18T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:58:27.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY ??</title><content type='html'>Why am i typing this ? I don'tknow, but why are you reading this ? i'm sure you don't know either. well, i guess we're on the same page. This is a publicly accessible blog, so why am i ranting ? I dunno either... haha. Sorry ppl, i'm juz relli relli relli bored. Boredom syndrome's setting in. Waiting endlessly for SC duties for PTM. Ugh. KK. Talk later... better get more support for this sunday... Damn, spacebar is getting on my nerves. juz like this whole computer. Since it got its "UPDATE"... well. GTG. the call of SC has been sounded !! Wheeee !! Off i go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-6255200150023273613?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/6255200150023273613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=6255200150023273613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/6255200150023273613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/6255200150023273613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='WHY ??'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-3444918003558322554</id><published>2008-04-11T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:08:56.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberspace Slumber Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been more than a year since this blog got a post from me. Poor blog. lets give this another shot. see how long this leg will last. maybe this will help me grow less dependent on a certain sum1, so as to be..... less...... hmmm...... "pathetic"..... as she puts it. Said it before, saying it again, maybe i put too much heart into it ? She knows i can't let go, I know i can't let go, So is it her who plays me for a fool or am i playing myself for one. Started this year with a bang, i'll keep it going as far and as long as Azra'il's patience holds out. for certain things, certain endeavours, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;momentum may have come to stagnation. What am i to do when i get shut out ? when i'm not spoken to by you, except for occasions, rare, then, back to a cold shoulder, is it as you'd say, "limits" ? that we should have them ? what suspicions do u hold against me ? I'd ask for you to have none. What happened to me being a great friend ? i feel abandonned, invisible, but Past thought me to detach, to detach one's self, to detach emotionally. I'd speak, if you'd bother to notice me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-3444918003558322554?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/3444918003558322554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=3444918003558322554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/3444918003558322554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/3444918003558322554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2008/04/cyberspace-slumber-ends.html' title='Cyberspace Slumber Ends'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-8171144235510066931</id><published>2007-01-21T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T09:35:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i gotta juz breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I dunno what the fuck to type. i can't express my happiness, i can't express my despair... but, i've finally completed a song's intro that i've had since the beginning of last yr... here goes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;Her&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you walked away,&lt;br /&gt;that day you left be,&lt;br /&gt;those words i heard you say,&lt;br /&gt;were that you don't love me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince that moment,&lt;br /&gt;eversince that day,&lt;br /&gt;her love for me,&lt;br /&gt;slowly dies away,&lt;br /&gt;nothing I can do,&lt;br /&gt;nothing I can say,&lt;br /&gt;she's given up,&lt;br /&gt;so come what may,&lt;br /&gt;I will cry,&lt;br /&gt;I will die,&lt;br /&gt;But i will try to walk away,&lt;br /&gt;I say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;And hope to die,&lt;br /&gt;As I leave alone today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she remember ?&lt;br /&gt;when fate crossed our ways,&lt;br /&gt;does she remember ?&lt;br /&gt;those beautiful love-filled days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz eversince that moment,&lt;br /&gt;eversince that day,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you,&lt;br /&gt;was as strong as yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I dread tommorrows,&lt;br /&gt;I loathe todays,&lt;br /&gt;to kill the sorrows&lt;br /&gt;I bury my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;in our yesterdays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I cry,&lt;br /&gt;will she still care ?&lt;br /&gt;when I die,&lt;br /&gt;will she be there ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you walked away,&lt;br /&gt;that day you left be,&lt;br /&gt;those words i heard you say,&lt;br /&gt;were that you don't love me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz eversince that moment,&lt;br /&gt;eversince that day,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you,&lt;br /&gt;was as strong as yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I dread tommorrows,&lt;br /&gt;I loathe todays,&lt;br /&gt;to kill the sorrows&lt;br /&gt;I bury my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;in our yesterdays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you walked away,&lt;br /&gt;that day you left be,&lt;br /&gt;those words i heard you say,&lt;br /&gt;were that you don't love me,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-8171144235510066931?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/8171144235510066931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=8171144235510066931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/8171144235510066931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/8171144235510066931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-gotta-juz-breathe.html' title='i gotta juz breathe'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-4860317810938673179</id><published>2007-01-02T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:43:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year for everyone else...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New year, new life... Alone... some of you already know, other's don't... I'm juz go ahead and make it official, Nandhini, has left me... b4 some of you think its juz one of her many attempts and tat it won't be the last, i'm telling you that it is...currently doing better than i thought... not perfectly well, but juz better... no suicidal thoughts anymore... for now, i'm still missing the enthusiasm to live life fully, i guess time will heal me, but now i juz don't want it to... its sad things had to end this way, but i should have known better... blinded by love perhaps ? she's become smarter, in the way she's avoiding me, in her use of words, her manipulation of the situation... i can say that i'm losing my love for her, the only true worry i've got is that i can't protect her anymore... from all the mishaps we will inevitably face, its juz that i see her even more so at risk, her unparalleled ego, her brimming confidence, her unchanged naivity, her weak self will, all adds up as the perfect target for those who can take advantage of her in every way. I still care for her perhaps even love her, but she won't let me... told her not to call yet i keep expecting it, i told her to leave but i keep awaiting her return. she also juz said words to me that i thought she could nvr imagine, she said clearly, without emotion that she does not love me anymore... just when i thought couldn't be crushed any further, i was... I'll pray for her, though she'll hate it, till i can't pray anymore... for it was Radhakrishnan Nandhini that showed me what love felt like... who gave me a sip of such an addictive drug... the one who i shared my first true kiss with, all these are favours i will never be able to make up for to her, regardless of what she has done to me, if she hadn't come along, i am sure what ever greatness lies ahead of me wouldn't be possible... one thing always leads to another... simply, there can't be a third without a second just as there is no second without a first... and you my beloved nandhini, you were my first... just make sure u achieve what you set out to achieve when you left me... or it would have been such a waste... It was a beautiful 9 months with you, and I'll miss you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-4860317810938673179?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/4860317810938673179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=4860317810938673179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/4860317810938673179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/4860317810938673179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-for-everyone-else.html' title='Happy New Year for everyone else...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-4815982339899552011</id><published>2006-12-23T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:48:50.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night Out...</title><content type='html'>Left home at 10.45pm last nite... headed  to Causeway point to catch Death Note 2 !! With my lucky buddies, Aung Latt, Yi Jie and Chen Geng... Sat thru the movie on the edge of our seats more than half of the time !!?? Hell yeah was it a good movie !!! Damn cool ending and stuff... Blew my brains out... Maybe it was juz all the hype of catching a sneak preview b4 any1 else, thats gotten me so pumped up abt it... But there's no denying that the movie ROCKS !!! So damn tempted to be the spoiler for you people on the movie... Its so goddamned shiok... so goddamned sad... and as expected, so goddamned smart... U ppl should go catch it ASAP !? Some parts, i'd cry if i were watching it with Nandhini... hell i won't wif my guy buddies... its a guy thing, obviously... abt being macho and all that crap.. anyways... the thing i love best about the movie was its unpredictable nature... though not as unpredictable as a war flick, still, its refreshing especially in comparrisson to stuffs like spiderman 3. I'm guessing i'm gonna like Death Note 2 better... (yep, its that good to make me say this). For those who noe what i love abt hero versus villain movies, then u noe what to expect of the characters in the movie... here's a clue, not a spoiler, the ending's fuckingly sad and pitiful... which is to me, juz plain beautiful... well, movie ended at 1.30am, me and the guys gave up on the lifts... and took the alternative route by walking down Causeway's carpark... so fun, heh... chatted all the way with aung latt and yijie, with chen geng going in a different direction, i then caught a cab and headed to KK hospital, had to supervise my baby bro alone... he's fine, juz undergoing treatment for a mild, common condition... for now, i'm back to restock for another night at KK tonight... at least i've eaten proper today... haiz, better get to packing my backpack... gotta go ppl, will further on when i get back... if i do, that is, coz taxi drivers drive like mad in the middle of the night... though its been fun, the movie, the sleepover and the taxi ride... heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-4815982339899552011?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/4815982339899552011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=4815982339899552011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/4815982339899552011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/4815982339899552011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-out.html' title='A Night Out...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-8997635720452459332</id><published>2006-12-22T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:14:05.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note 2, today !!</title><content type='html'>Its like 6 days b4 the official release date for Death Note 2, but i'm watching it today !! Invited whoever i cld, too bad to those who cldn't make it... Muahahaha... Still,, it doesn't help in any way with my anxiety wid spiderman 3, its like 5 F**KING months away.... Read some leaked information... From wad i've read, i'm gonna love this movie like mad when i watch it. Coz ppl die !!! HECK YEAH !! MAN THATS COOL !!! haha... u'd come to expect that from a pesimist like me... hah...my movie tonight is like at 11.10pm !!! my second midnight movie on my own.. YEAH !! so fun... alone at hm now... shit... haven't bathe Haq, my bro... better do it now... K. then... will tell u ppl how it goes... bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-8997635720452459332?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/8997635720452459332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=8997635720452459332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/8997635720452459332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/8997635720452459332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/death-note-2-today.html' title='Death Note 2, today !!'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-2776843963654816882</id><published>2006-12-15T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:59:28.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Famliar Feeling</title><content type='html'>I don't feel right, i always say that, but its even more so these days... somethings wrong with me alrite... dunno wad... Emotions ? Health ? Soul ? Guilt ? I really do not know... though an old friend of mine returned recently, he's name's Suicide, getting the urge to pick up that blade again, eat that spoon of detergent, all that stuff... being treated like shit... not so bad lah, but in a way i really really hate... when something happens, like, say, u fight with me, the last thing you should do unless its clear, that there's no other resolution, is to act as though nothing's happened, even if you do, can we not fight again ??? talking abt my mom again, who else ?? Everyone's somewhere else... feel like a housewife stuck at hm all the time... having severed all social ties... but not to worry, i will not harm myself, i think... we'll see, coz i juz wanna see nandy again when she returns... 18 goddamned days to go till then... haiz, its 4 am alredi, better sleep for another shitstorm day 2moro... Night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-2776843963654816882?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/2776843963654816882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=2776843963654816882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/2776843963654816882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/2776843963654816882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-famliar-feeling.html' title='That Famliar Feeling'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-2338222830750457371</id><published>2006-12-10T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:46:44.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brother Even More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXv7oIvRywI/AAAAAAAAABI/d0DDAuQxcxs/s1600-h/IMG_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006872077711559426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXv7oIvRywI/AAAAAAAAABI/d0DDAuQxcxs/s320/IMG_2551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here he is, Akil Mustakim Bin Awalluddin, my new brother... Born around 1 am++ thru a complete cesarian, weighing around 3 kilos, he's kind chubby. At least more than Haq... no clear pics as of yet so i apologize... Well, finally met him today. He reminded me how tiny new borns are... So freakishly cute !? Haha, now Haq's gonna have to fight for my attention... Mom's gonna have to stay at least two days more in hospital... the smell of a newborn is now all too familiar... was the first in my family to carry him, not even my mom got to, she's been to weak since the operation, handled him so gently, with his fragile body in my arms. it felt so good, Really felt like he was my very own child... Oh, how good it felt...... Now i can't wait till i get my own baby for real, might be way sooner then expected though (touch wood). haha. all this is juz making me miss nandy even more, haiz... well, kept kissing n "sayang"-ing him. 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Heard Nandhini's voice juz hours ago... mom's in hospital right now.... I'm alone with siblings at home...thats the situation, somehow, i'm feeling fearful alot... Mom's gonna have a cesarian, risky risky, don't even want to think or talk abt it. Sibs however offer relief as they ain't crying anymore. Now, alone, i weep as they sleep on. Death, its been haunting me, a sudden bleeding nose, worsening chest pains. Whats wrong with me ? news sometime ago told of youngsters and teens dying in their sleep with unknown reasons. And the only known symptoms include mine. As Holiday boredom kicked in on another sleepless night, i wrote a note in the case of my death, what was i thinking ? heh, things for me now either goes on improving, or takes a nose dive to hell, mom giving birth, and how it results decides which way it'll be... Now, i carry on finishing up all the unposted posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-5864282006570135544?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/5864282006570135544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=5864282006570135544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/5864282006570135544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/5864282006570135544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/reluctant-blogger-returns.html' title='The Reluctant Blogger Returns'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-3272322668310505828</id><published>2006-12-08T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T07:13:43.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending A Monthsary Alone</title><content type='html'>She's in India, I'm here in S'pore. I'm missing her, so so badly... heard her voice today... I am happy abt that, but its only made my wait for her ever more exgruciating... Feeling so very lonely... glad this only happens once a year at most... She's gonna get one heck of a greeting from me when i see her again... She gloats of her home in India, but it has no Internet, and not even a home phone line... Not like they all carry working handphones... and working as in free roaming, international numbers... haiz... GRRRRRRRRRRRRR !?!?!?!? F**K !? F**K !? F**K !? All the time i spend out, i never fail to see couples roaming about, oh how I envy them, holding their girlfriends and showering them with little pecks on their lips... NO FAIR !? I'm in the later stages of girlfriend-withdrawal-syndrom... And i've gone mad, find myself singing to High School Musical, enjoying Justin Timberlake, tapping to PCD, swaying to all those songs she loved... I am missing her so...Come back to me safely baby... I miss you so... sob sob at least i save more $$$ for our annivasary... Haha.... Lalalala....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-3272322668310505828?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/3272322668310505828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=3272322668310505828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/3272322668310505828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/3272322668310505828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/spending-monthsary-alone.html' title='Spending A Monthsary Alone'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-387940308551437456</id><published>2006-12-07T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T06:57:33.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivocity, from opening hours to closing</title><content type='html'>Woke at 9am, got dressed, took MRT to Harbourfront, got to Golden Village Cinema at 10.30 juz in time to catch "Flags Of Our Fathers", alas, my first NC16 movie in a cinema. the 2 and a half hr movie was done around 1... The huge dose of gore was a treat after my long deprivation of war violence. Get the sms from Hana that she needs clothes, of all things, so i grab the smallesat sized clothes at Giant Vivomart and headed over to palawan beach, with no one else i knew besides Firah, Hana, and that junior of mine, What's his name again ? Ah, can't be bothered, he's juz irritating. Dun like his vibe, heh. Sat down to draw, the scene set the perfect mood for me to do so... though i couldn't help but be reminded of the gore from the beaches of Iwojima in the movie as i stood on palawan beach. I was wearing anything BUT beach gear... luckyly no sand got into my shoes and i was considerably clean after that. Its 3, and Hana, Firah and me prep to leave, regrett packing so fast coz i had to wait half an hour for em, as they struggled to dry themselves without a towel, using any means possible. Yet they were still wet... headed back to Harbourfront MRT and we went to Dhoby Ghaut juz for Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Ice Cream at the Cathay. Dunno wad made me agree, but we decided to walk all the way to Orchard road from there... Met up with Syahmil and his cousin who was working at Wheelock. Roamed borders, to find interesting books, like... Uhhhh.... I forgot..... haha... there was one arguing the stupidity of believing in god. and another on how to have better sex... My fav... haha... but its like nth new, haiz, been there done that. Tantric, Weird Locations, stuff like that... hah... came out to set the momentum for the bunch ( Hana,Firah,Syahmil) who had no clue where to go or what to do... headed to Ngee Ann City to enlighten them by revealing the Art Haven's loction... A place so well concealed. Somewhere along this trip in the city, Hana boldly declared she knew more about Orchard than me, to her dismay, she was proven otherwise, muahahahahahahahahahahaha, by yours truly, the orchard tour guide, hehe. got stuffs from art friend, checked out a japanese art workshop and "The Better Toy Shop"... So much to see... Got a call from mom suddenly, and i find out she's at vivocity too !? like WTF... I was expected to be there the whole time... She tells me i can head back late, i cover up, telling her i'm heading to orchard at that point though i alredi was there... So on and so forth... left Ngee Ann City to Orchard MRT, bought Famous Amos cookies, and me and the bunch went different ways, hana, firah and syahmil heading hm, I, heading to Vivocity, again, to meet up with mom, part of her instuctions. by then, my legs were dead, I walked abt vivo, stood in my train rides, walked up and down palawan beach, now, i walk abt vivo again, with my mom. Sibs play water later and the playground, which were both reminiscent of my movie that day, with palawan beachand the jap art shop all ever so familiar to the movie.... Exhausted, we head hm. I arrived at vivo as it was opening and now i leave as it closes... Learnt one thing though, memorized the layout of Vivocity, so now i'm not only your best choice for a tourguide of Orchard, but for Vivo as well, haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-387940308551437456?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/387940308551437456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=387940308551437456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/387940308551437456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/387940308551437456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/12/vivocity-from-opening-hours-to-closing.html' title='Vivocity, from opening hours to closing'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-304641046478825334</id><published>2006-11-27T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:46:44.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip To The Esplanade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6261/3679/1600/IMG_2079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6261/3679/320/IMG_2079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was it last, last saturday. Hmmm, i think so, sister was performing as a welcoming item for those arriving at the main foyer... So whole family had to go down to show support. There were two showtimes so between the 7pm one and the 8.30 one, i went walking abt the Esplanade armed with a camera, it was dark so got no pics outside the Esplanade coz my flash sux... There was an art exhibit in front of the main entrance, took lotsa pics of em, this one's my favourite... They were all sculptures made of wires...Well Nandy leaves for India 2dae, its gonna be weird going to sleep without talking to her, or waking without her voice. At least i gave a proper goodbye b4 she left, spending an hour and a half with her over at my place... heh... Enuf abt tat, here are the other pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6261/3679/1600/IMG_2076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6261/3679/320/IMG_2076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt; Note Lighting Effects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnSCIvRyrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0G23YaDDzI/s1600-h/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006263394946370226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnSCIvRyrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0G23YaDDzI/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnSyovRysI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PUC_r0Kih_s/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006264228170025666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnSyovRysI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PUC_r0Kih_s/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnWwIvRytI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dPxidjo72lU/s1600-h/IMG_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006268583266863826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnWwIvRytI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dPxidjo72lU/s320/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnfUovRyvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PECyUVYhdMw/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006278006425111282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnfUovRyvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PECyUVYhdMw/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" 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/30144629-304641046478825334?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/304641046478825334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=304641046478825334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/304641046478825334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/304641046478825334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/11/trip-to-esplanade.html' title='A Trip To The Esplanade'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</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/_6gg4X5nDQUg/RXnSCIvRyrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0G23YaDDzI/s72-c/IMG_2093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-116142502931406363</id><published>2006-10-21T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:03:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year comes to an end...</title><content type='html'>Things certainly were different at the beginning of this year, biggest change was that i was single back then... haha... Its beginning to relli show that i've grown, juz got a letter from MINDEF(some government thingy) abt exit permits and all tat crap which is juz basically the measures preventing me from running from NS, haiz, i only see it as a reminder tat i'm old. O'levels coming next year, yipee !!! HAHAHA... Well, topping bio sure felt good, better keep it tat way, still lets not forget i bottomed the class with my chem and Amath... Still quite jumpy as i write this, juz completed two mini adventure games, "5 Days A Stranger" and its sequel, "7 Days A Sceptic". Though their graphics suck and gameplay, simplistic. It has a damn engrossing storyline which got me hooked. Kinda scary too, especially "7 Days A Sceptic". Search yahoo for it and download it if u wanna try... Guess i've side tracked... back to my self realization, Promising myself to work hard for next year, only obstacle, the Amath probation test... I juz gotta pass this one... Expecting to be dissapointed after it all, but i still am gonna try for it. There are also those in my class who might face retainment, or demotion, i relli feel sorry for these people even if it was their fault for such an outcome. For all i noe, it could be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things seem to be looking up for Nandy, she seems to be improving, I hope it only gets better from here, I've realised that i do wanna be with her for the rest of my life, and i will not give up on her. Dun haf to think abt leaving her sooner or later anymore... Life from here on looks promising for me... Now i can only strive to make sure things stay that way.... and this is the end of another boring post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ZiM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-116142502931406363?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/116142502931406363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=116142502931406363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116142502931406363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116142502931406363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-year-comes-to-end.html' title='Another year comes to an end...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-116062852312705356</id><published>2006-10-12T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:48:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never meant to love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;7 months 4 days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;218 days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5232 hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;313920 minutes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;18835200 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Still, every second of that 18835200 seconds, I will always remember, my truly first kiss, my first lover, my first everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;As much as i dread to say this, i have to enlighten you ppl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and hopefully, it might ease my pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I, as of 12th October 2006, at 11.47, have lost her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I will miss her so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;How i would caress her cheek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;How i held her in my arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The way she'd complain abt her day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The way she'd keep accidentally whacking my balls with those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;swinging arms of hers(especially how they'd hurt),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;How she would then beg for forgiveness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The jokes we'd share, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The nasty comments on ppl we hate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The fights we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The tears we shed together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;quiet moments together,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The long trips home in each others arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The warmth of her body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;That smile of hers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I will miss everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Leaving me was something you had to do, and i understand your decsicion, It was just too much pressure from all around, I will try to resume life as normal  as it was, and i hope you would and can do so too. But can things ever  go back to the way it was, guess that fag, Kit Ki was right after all, he asked what i would do if Nandy left someday, saying it was inevitable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I went and bitched back abt his mom, asking wad he would do when death inevitably comes for his mother... Now he's off my back... Still being pissed abt wad i said abt his mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dunno when i'll stop crying everytime i think abt us... changed, thats whats happened to everything around me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Now I'll see if i have anyone there for me anymore... Something i am utterly unsure of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-116062852312705356?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/116062852312705356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=116062852312705356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116062852312705356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116062852312705356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/10/never-meant-to-love.html' title='Never meant to love...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-116029273920793616</id><published>2006-10-08T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:32:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've heard it...</title><content type='html'>This was wad happened, published my previous post, moments later she calls, and I finally hear it, "i love you to ok ?". those words of hers, how they soothe my pain, my worries, how relieved i feel, the weight of worry lifted off my shoulders... Thanx baby, now I'm off to bathe, hahahaha.... Gonna be meeting her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Signing of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Her Panni,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ZiM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-116029273920793616?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/116029273920793616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=116029273920793616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116029273920793616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116029273920793616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-heard-it.html' title='I&apos;ve heard it...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-116029240720242759</id><published>2006-10-08T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:26:47.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Monthsary...</title><content type='html'>Seven months, has it been that long ? So much has changed, one thing's for sure, its been the best seven months of my life, never been happier, smily, yet teary at the same time crying tears of joy and despair, i love her so much, and i relli dun care but i AM gonna spend the rest of my life with her... May it last for 50 years ? 25 ? 10 ? 1 ? maybe even a month ? a week ? a day ? Who noes ? But that does not change a thing... I still will love her to the fullest... We've gone thru so much together, and i hope and expect for more to come, so we can go thru it together, and emerge, stronger. But is it relli turning out tha way ? Are you getting stronger or is it taking its toll on you ? Whatever happens, i juz wanna be there for you... Or am I the cause of your misery in the first place, I love her, is it wrong of me to do so ? seems loving someone has always been a sin for me. will it be the same ? There's just so many ways of losing you, even being too much afraid of losing you is one... I know i said things that hurt you last night, but I only wanted you to change, not who you are, but for the better... I love who you are... But still you could be more... Juz as i was once a latecomer, i've changed for the better, but not who i am... It is in this way i want you to change... You say you're hurt till things won't be the same again... Have i lost you ? I don't noe, not how you feel, not about how things are gonna be, not what i'm supposed to do... A chance meeting by fate for you, and you could find someone new, someone better, who noes ? I certainly don't... I juz need to hear you say that you love me, something i've not heard since last night, and with every passing moment, the worry gets worse... &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU NANDHINI&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry&lt;/strong&gt;, guess these words, you have heard many times, but is it once too many already ? I'm not questioning whether you love me, i juz need to hear it after last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I seek your love, not pity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; signing off with tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Your  panni(pig),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ZIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-116029240720242759?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/116029240720242759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=116029240720242759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116029240720242759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116029240720242759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-7th-monthsary.html' title='Happy 7th Monthsary...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-116028915883260369</id><published>2006-10-08T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:35:15.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Announcement Services - The Sg Idols vist Causesway Point</title><content type='html'>Important annonouncement services reporting here once again with another exclusive (but rather late) insight. We brought you "The Haq Exclusive(part 1)", with an upcoming part two which covers his birthday !? With of course, all the exclusive pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sg Idols recently visited Causeway and the Important Announcement Services was there to check it out... Here are the shots taken by our budding photograper, ZiM... (LOLs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1482.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ThEy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CaMe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1440.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ThErE WaS JoN,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AnD ThEn ThErE WaS HaDy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And tHeRe were their butts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/Mutton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AnD a MuTtOn FrOm "MuTtOnS In ThE MoRnInG"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1511.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AnD Of CoUrSe tHe FaNs,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Singing by them, juz signing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got more pics, but lazy to post, seriously how many pics of Hady or Jonathan would you possibly need ???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats it, ZiM signing off...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-116028915883260369?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/116028915883260369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=116028915883260369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116028915883260369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/116028915883260369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/10/important-announcement-services-sg.html' title='Important Announcement Services - The Sg Idols vist Causesway Point'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115960173485193778</id><published>2006-09-30T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:26:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RSAF AIRSHOW</title><content type='html'>Well, one morning woke up, got out of bed, took a bath and dressed, when i was out of my room, mom was on the sofa reading the newspaper. Then, i asked her wad were we going to do today(knowing we haven't made any plans), she lifts her newspaper and points to an article, and says, "hows about we go for this ?" i scrutinize the article doted with pictures of aircraft and a map. On it said : RSAF AIRSHOW 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was very very very unexpected even for me, but heck, relli enjoyed myself there, pics here might not mean a crap to some of u but heck, it does to me... (though there's one pic down below worth looking at)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some the shots i took there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_0944.jpg" width="465" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_0761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_0825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_0912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, enuf wid the show, here were some of the exhibits,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_1018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_1079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_1085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/400/IMG_1094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there was more but it was dark alredi so the pics suck...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess thats it then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;...ZiM...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115960173485193778?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115960173485193778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115960173485193778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115960173485193778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115960173485193778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/09/rsaf-airshow.html' title='THE RSAF AIRSHOW'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115958923613689226</id><published>2006-09-30T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:07:16.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I RETURN</title><content type='html'>Not been blogging for relli sum time alredi... here's why, well, the last time i was blogging, i took a break and left my com alone, when i got back, my mom was reading my posts !!! haha... she found out about Nandhini and me, and almost everything else the was to noe abt me. So had to wait till this blog got password protected. And since its only a countermeasure against my own mom, i'm letting the password go freely to u guys... sum of u ppl haf alredi figured it since its so freaking obvious, but my mom ain't noe how to spell my galfriends name(nandhini)... So, i've been shooting pictures recently and discovered that i relli love to do so... Now, i have a planned 4 posts on recent events in my life.... though this post will be at the bottom of it all and probrably the last to be read, to heck wif it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115958923613689226?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115958923613689226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115958923613689226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115958923613689226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115958923613689226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-return.html' title='I RETURN'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115714349556224115</id><published>2006-09-02T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T04:46:56.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nandy, I love you</title><content type='html'>Hello ppl, its like 4am now... been up playing xbox... not crying this time... tats coz i've realised that she relli does love me... And i ain't gonna be losing her... Still, i miss her having not seen her in two days only. lol... was talking to her on her phone... then was called by mom, told nandy to wait a moment... then set off out of my room to help out my family(clean up, watch bro, restore order), abt 15 min later, when i get back to her, she's asleep... but hasn't hung up... haha. Couldn't wake her up after waiting quite a bit... Had no choice but to hang up... guess, she's still sleepin with her phone rite now... cute... Haiz, pissed with family sia, can't do anything on their own...&lt;strong&gt; Relli, relli, relli,relli love nandy loads... Yep, I LOVE HER !!! I juz love her soooooooooooo much...&lt;/strong&gt; hah !? i've gone mad... My Nandy withdrawal symthoms coupled with my late night exhausted mind must be taking its toll on me... &lt;strong&gt;GRRRRRRRR, love my nandy&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmmz, tamil ppl readin this, noe wad this says ? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oru Kardeli Naleh Sarake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TO NANDY : I am still giddy everytime i think abt "it". &lt;/strong&gt;Haha... Relli enjoyed my date with her last Wednesday... Watch the movie, an "American Haunting", storyline pretty much unclear, but its should juz be watch for the sole purpose of juz scaring the shit out of yourselves... Nth else, so macho guys out there, go try it with ur frenz... Bankrupt now though... Still, the date was worth it... What was even better then our entire date or any other time spent with her put together, was the time i spent wit her after skool on Thursday, b4 headin off to our own pri skools... Won't tell u why, but it was the best time i ever spent with her... Though it came with a hefty price of pain... hahaha. Hey, i better be haedin to sleep, for once, Bubye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115714349556224115?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115714349556224115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115714349556224115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115714349556224115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115714349556224115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/09/nandy-i-love-you.html' title='Nandy, I love you'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115711187683939157</id><published>2006-09-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:57:57.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Worry</title><content type='html'>Hmmz, well, yesterday, after teacher's day celebrations, spent some time with nandy, HEHE. Anyways, we went to our own primary schools and came across our pasts, me, met all my good pri school frenz and teachers, pretty much had a good time... I even ate the food there... Food serving was so little, i would have to eat 5 plates to be full. well, abt the worry, part, Nandy met a guy from her past, mly, like me... Also, juz like me, he likes her, eversince pri skool... He even wrote a poem for her, sumthing i have yet to do... Sheesh, then i begin to feel horrible, you could say and i will admit, tat i'm jealous... It got me thinking abt how much i was not doing enuf for her... And suddenly, the was feeling came over me... a feeling from my past, one i thought i would never have to feel eversince i gave my heart to her, the &lt;strong&gt;feeling that i would lose her&lt;/strong&gt;... It completely engulfed me... Cried thru the nite till this morn, worrying and thinking... I mean, its juz so easy to lose sumone, tat, i noe... Its also juz as easy for tat to happen and not be able to do anything abt it... Been acused of not trusting her... But i juz can't help but to worry.... What do i do ??????????? OH SHIT.... Late for guitar lesson... GTG i'll be back blogging sum other time... Bubye.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115711187683939157?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115711187683939157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115711187683939157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115711187683939157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115711187683939157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-day-another-worry.html' title='Another Day, Another Worry'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115658498162453558</id><published>2006-08-26T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T17:36:21.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock, goes another second on the clock</title><content type='html'>Haven't had time to blog since Common Test 3 began... hah, as though i study sia... hmmz, slept at 4 last nite... playing my xbox again, "Godfather" is fun to play sia... Roaming and wrecking havoc... Enuf abt that, anyways, mom woke up in okay then sisters spoilt her mood again... As usual, being real stupid of them... I mean how many times must they get shouted at till they learn not to do the dumbest of stuff ? Better stop there b4 i go on and on... well, she's gone back to sleep, and recently woke up aching all over..... Massaged her for 15 mins a time for three times... My bro smarter than my sisters knowing how to stay clear from my mom when he should... Still waiting to hear from my sayang who promised to call last nite, guessing she landed herself in deep shit with her family again, haiz.... Hungry sia, mom hasn't cooked anything yet, so me and my sibs slurriping on oodles of maggi noodles... GTG, bro wanna play com alredi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115658498162453558?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115658498162453558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115658498162453558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115658498162453558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115658498162453558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/tick-tock-goes-another-second-on-clock.html' title='Tick Tock, goes another second on the clock'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115564073541419695</id><published>2006-08-15T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:19:03.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day Goes By....</title><content type='html'>Helloooooo... Asked mum to go online and she let me do so without having to give reason sia... Anyways, today wasn't so bad... juz got back from buying groceries for my mom... she's cooking, thats rite, she DOES cook... its been very long since she seriously cooked a proper meal... Hmm, gosh... to think that more than 5 months ago, how inexperienced i was in the matters of being in a relationship... was a horrible kisser... unable to keep up a conversation without blabbering about current affairs... and in the way i treated ppl... well all that has changed, (QUICK !! go grab that pail to puke in b4 u do so on ur computer...lol). Haha... Obviously no one else will can confirm my first claim abt my kissing skills substantially improving, besides my sayang. haha. Still remember how sucky my first kiss was... with my sayang that is(oh shit, I'm so dead). Oh yeah, will all who are close to me hail me !!!!!! For MY words of future have been proven true... haha !!! Well, some aren't quite nice to publish online, but others such as that the jews are the real enemy of Islam... And that America will soon lose its position as world power, and also that Mdm Ho's teaching isn't exactly the best(no insult intended, but its true) Well, enuf with that, promised myself not to brag too much... Makes me more of a snob than i alredi am... Trying to change that lahrz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115564073541419695?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115564073541419695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115564073541419695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115564073541419695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115564073541419695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-day-goes-by.html' title='Another Day Goes By....'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115556187194557177</id><published>2006-08-14T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:24:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooouch !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WTF sia. Twisted and sprained my freaking ankle. dumb me, was walking down the freaking overhead bridge, slipped and fell down, no.no. glided down rather, a few steps on my knees. twisted my right ankle as i fell. now its swollen. hurts like hell sia... Well, today wasn't so bad afterall.. got two lessons off... cool sia... some lucky bastards got three.. getting to slack from recess to the end of school... haha, got to watch "click" again... this time, with my dearest sayang... hehe, watch second time and still i got emotional at my fav part... the part where he's old and abt to die on the road... with he's family around him... the he passes that all so romantic and sweet note juz before he dies... on it says : "Will u still love me in the morning ?". The words he wrote to her in a bar when they first met... wah cried on my sayangs shoulders... she, being so egoistic, scared to cry in fornt of me sia... Sheesh... Well, i gtg... Bubye ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115556187194557177?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115556187194557177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115556187194557177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115556187194557177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115556187194557177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/ooooouch.html' title='Ooooouch !!!!!!'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115518256432303140</id><published>2006-08-10T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:03:46.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Announcement Services - The Haq Exclusive</title><content type='html'>Recently, quite a number of celebrities have been showcasing their babes, giving their exclusive photo's of their chubby babies to all sorts of publications, however, it is only here that you will find the exclusive pictures of the next big thing !!!!!!!!!!!!!! Check it out urself if u dun believe, presenting not the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incredible Hulk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but rather the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by the disney channel movie, "High School Musical".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0655%20edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0655%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0678.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing for the cam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the brotherly influence ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Marksman perhaps ??? Certainly compliments the brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/IMG_0691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/IMG_0691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been hit by enemy fire... ( he imagined th ewhole thing on his own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada, cuter than any celeb babe rite ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115518256432303140?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115518256432303140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115518256432303140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115518256432303140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115518256432303140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/important-announcement-services-haq.html' title='Important Announcement Services - The Haq Exclusive'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115506861895171254</id><published>2006-08-09T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T04:49:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS SERVICES</title><content type='html'>As mentioned in the announcement on the blog's tag board, "reminiscence--.blogspot.com", the link is as follows:&lt;a href="http://www.sggirls.com/?action=photos_display&amp;nationality=8&amp;amp;theme=10&amp;subject"&gt;http://www.sggirls.com/?action=photos_display&amp;amp;nationality=8&amp;theme=10&amp;amp;subject&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instuctions: this site is valid for a time frame of two days from this post... Upon clicking on the link, u will arrive at the website, sgGirls.com, a website that posts pictures contributed by the public, mainly consisting of females flaunting their "features" be it their looks or body. Upon arrival at the webpage, skip to galler page number 14. look through the many pics displayed and u will find the pic, click on it for enlagrement. HELP : the pics all have a name, typed in blue, and the contributor's account, written in grey. both are stated below each of the pics. for the pic mentioned specifically, it does not have a name, only the contributor's account below it, it is, "asia". To get to page 14, try clicking on the following gallery numbers or next arrows(&gt;) to proceed to the previous gallery, this is found juz above the top most right picture or below the bottom most right picture on display. continue to do so if the pic is not on page 14, it would have probrably been moved back to 15 or so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: Website contains material unsuitable for the young...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the convenience of u lazybums out there, here is the pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/1600/sgGirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1462/3227/320/sgGirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If u wanna see the pic yourself at the notorious website, follow the above instructions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115506861895171254?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115506861895171254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115506861895171254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115506861895171254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115506861895171254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/important-announcements-services.html' title='IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS SERVICES'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115506589414775485</id><published>2006-08-09T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:56:03.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Better</title><content type='html'>Today, school was kinda sickening, no mood for cheering, missed my sayang so, i mean, it was our monthsary afterall, did try to get "enthu" and join in on the festive feel, but couldn't do so, not 100% completely at least. Ppl were screaming their heads off sia. Yet the few nice things that did happen in school today was Mrs Stella Tan's attendance and the Riverside Idol(was fun to watch). Missed Mrs Stella Tan's speeches, especially after all of Mrs Pang's speeches, once again i was amazed at how well the school could bother abt Mrs Tan's speech, so unlike any one done by Mrs Pang. The Riverside Idol was really entertaining. Yohannis(hope i spelt it rite) was really a good singer, then there was Sean !!!! Boy do i respect that fella... Though he made a fool out of himself and even worse, he made a fool out of a very nice song, but yeah, he still got my mutual support(voted for no. 2 lah, lol). And as for Sharifah(hope i spelt that rite too...) relli, i dun wanna comment, juz leave it as a no comment. Also, the prize presentation cermony was damn long sia.. that was wad made school that day most sickening. Anyways, I seemed to have recovered from my agonizing defeat last sunday. Hung out with my sayang, and watched the movie "click"... Not with her though. Had nothing to do after a late lunch wid my mum and sibs, so we decided to watch a movie, chose "click". Damn was it a nice movie, forgetting all the sick and disgusting jokes in it(eg: the family dog shagging a doll duck(not me)). Finally a movie with a tragic ending... Not so actually, main character did die in the future (of course u die in the future) then he relives his life from where things went wrong with the knowledge of what can go wrong in the future. So when he did die, I got to see the reaction of everyone around him, haha, finally. loved the way he "died". Everyone who wasn't asleep, got &lt;strong&gt;emotional&lt;/strong&gt;, and i mean &lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IN THE THEATRE THAT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WAS IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (you should get what i'm trying to say indirectly, i dun wanna say it out word for word). Was such a nice movie, which came across as a shocker to me considering adam sandler's previous movie, the benchwarmers was utterly pathetic. Damn can everyone learn a thing or two from the movie. So gonna watch it again, with my sayang this time. Muz make sure she doesn't miss this movie. Hmmz... Well, once again, this is another late night post, written at 3.30am on my 5th monthsary with my sayang, 8/8/06. Five months huh, wow. even i'm amazed, not that i expected it not to last this long, but i'm juz really amazed. Juz getting worried abt how my sayang's coping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my sayang:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE YA. HAPPI MONTHSARY... = ) U mean soooooo much to me... Owe ya yet another present, sheesh, i suck, i noe, sorri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey ppl, gtg, my body's aching with the lack of sleep. Computer's promting me to reboot it with its automatic updates done, its getting on my nerves... lol. Bubye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115506589414775485?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115506589414775485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115506589414775485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115506589414775485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115506589414775485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling Better'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115495874666094828</id><published>2006-08-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:52:38.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure, Me</title><content type='html'>Me, Abdul Azim Bin Awalluddin, what is it about me that i keep letting so many good things slip by me ? I can only grasp the few that i struggle to reach out for, FATE ? I hope not, thing is only we ourselves decide what our fate is. Yesterday, 6/8/06 i lost miserably in the inline skating competition. Sprint event, got off to a good start, all was well, till i slipped. damn was i lucky to wear my safety equipment, otherwise i'd be having some real bad injuries. Next disappointment, we (my school team for Riverside Sec) got a forth place timing. Barely moments before third place. left the freaking competition empty handed, except for the bad cold i got from being in the rain at the event and the aches all over my body. I shall try once again, the next year will come... Now, comes the Common Test 3, will i fail again ? I'll try my best and actually study this time (fingers crossed). Damn, my cough's real bad... got rid of my aches today wid some help, lol. tomorrow's national day, haiz, stuck in the hall with a huge bunch of shouting and screaming people. I'll see if i got the mood to get "enthu" 2moro... gtg, mom's getting back any time. Bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115495874666094828?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115495874666094828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115495874666094828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115495874666094828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115495874666094828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/failure-me.html' title='Failure, Me'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115463636535312425</id><published>2006-08-04T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T04:19:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HuRdLeS, ObStAcLeS, TeSt, they come...</title><content type='html'>Wooooohooooo !!! CT3 coming sia !? Yay !? I'm so darn excited, can't wait. (sheesh, yeah rite) Well, its gonna be one test of my skill after another. 2moro, gonna pass up tat greenwave project that so sucks. Then got the skating competition this sunday, as much as i look forward to it, i'm really scared. After school and "friday prayers" me get home asap, and begin my last skate practice. Damn does my technique suck: there's the start-off, posture, and sum other stuffs gotta work on... not been rollerblading for weeks, only this week than start. Damn lah, my team dun wanna do grp practice. Its school category like requires us to rollerblade in a chain of four ppl arnd the entire padang in the fastest time possible... Just imagine, we're all of different speeds, different style, and different technique. So wish nandhini could be there with me. Need her support thru this. Could also like take her along Sg River, esplanade, town and all that crap. My gawd, guess wad, its now about 4am as i type this. and oh yeah, almost forgot, the most important test of my skills, CT3. Lotsa stuff are at stake here, my freedom, my allowance, basically everything that i own is at stake lah. Thank gawd for the National Day Holidays. Talking abt holidays, the september holidays are also coming. Dunno whether for real or not if i haf to prep a freaking mascot... I like made last year's mascot in like 30 mins, now i've got 30 days, But if u noe me well enuf, than u should noe its no better than giving me a day. I'll like so gonna leave it to the last moment. Oh yeah, to those of you I noe, who support Israel, i like so dun friend u anymore(actin childish). You only do so coz your facts are like completely messed up. I ain't taking my usual pesimist view as a terrorist, but rather a neutral one who examines both sides. Here's some simple statistics; quoted from the Straits Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1800+ : rockets fired at Nothern Israel since the start of the fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156 : Rockets fired at nothern Israel on Sunday, surpassing the previous record of 151 on&lt;br /&gt;july 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;800+&lt;/strong&gt; : People killed in Lebanon, but toll could be higher given that some remain buried under&lt;br /&gt;rubble or are missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 : Hizbollah fighters out of an estimated 2000 that have been killed so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 : Israelis have been killed so far, including 33 soldiers and 18 civilians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 &lt;/strong&gt;: United Nations military observers killed. A civilian employeeabd his wife also fell&lt;br /&gt;victim to the fighting.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*- A UN observation post along the Lebonese Israeli border. was destroyed by Israel, killing&lt;br /&gt;four of the UN observers. When pressed for an explanation, Israel said it was an incident. However it was then found that the UN post was hit by a &lt;strong&gt;precision guided weapon. &lt;/strong&gt;When Israel insisted that it was an incident, it was then found out that the area in which the post belonged to, was being bombarded by artillary fire and sent out 10 warnings to hold your their fire. But they didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probrably your knowledge on the history of lebonese -Israeli is weak, so if you don't know, don't judge. Iran may equip Hizbolllah with their weapons and it is seen as wrong, But America is doing no differant by suppling Israel with weapons as well. Gotta get back to my prject. GTG Bubye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115463636535312425?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115463636535312425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115463636535312425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115463636535312425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115463636535312425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/hurdles-obstacles-test-they-come.html' title='HuRdLeS, ObStAcLeS, TeSt, they come...'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115442079803794513</id><published>2006-08-01T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:26:50.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe So FaR</title><content type='html'>Damn, I'm aching all over, been this way since last friday's healthy lifestyle. Actually been vigorously exercizing, got this freaking inline skating competition coming up. Way excited about it, its on this coming sunday. Gosh, gonna get to skate around the padang(open area near the Esplanade). Haiz, gonna be real lonely. Anyone interested in coming along, lemme noe asap.WARNING: Must wake kinda early, around like... 8am latest ??? Well guess that leaves no one coming... Mean like its gonna beso uncool being alone at such an event. Its like headin to a concert alone. Aha !!! I could like rollerblade along the singapore river sia... COOL ... Now i noe wad to do... haiz, using laptop here, power cord missing, battery's going flat. GTG...... Bubye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115442079803794513?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115442079803794513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115442079803794513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115442079803794513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115442079803794513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-so-far.html' title='LiFe So FaR'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115361738063501645</id><published>2006-07-23T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T09:16:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast at banquet with pirates and my sayang in chongsam , can it get any better ?</title><content type='html'>Hellooo u ppl... Halehluliah, Banquet open alredi, all the food there is sooooo good, its sad tat banquet nvr market its opening well. Market as in advertise to all u noobs out there. Yesterday ate till bloated sia. i've found my new canteen. and oh yeah, On racial harmony day, my sayang was like SOOOOOOOO hot... sheesh. it'd be better only if no one else could see it. EXCEPT for me of course... lol. Damn am i one heck of a happy clam. and oh yeah, P.O.T.C-D.M.C (Pirates of the carribean(dunno how to spell), Dead man's chest) was SOOOOOOO damn cool. to bad i had to watch it solo again. love the ending, sooooooooo unexpected. Salute u guys who did expect it. i doubt tats many. Damn am i looking forward to the third installment to the trilogy of the century. I can easily say it beats the star wars or matrix trilogies. I can only hope the third installment doesn't dissappoint. oh yeah, i've set my eyes on the creative, zen m vision mp3/four (my number four on the keyboard not working). damn is it expensive. gotta wait two months sia to save up enuf... It'll come, so i'll be patient... gotta cut down on my biggest problem to do tat; tat is, to cut down my expenditure at the box office. (box office - the counter selling tickets for movies) if i can cut down on this movie addiction of mine, damn will i be rich... haiz, gotta go and do my physics homework now. Bubye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115361738063501645?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115361738063501645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115361738063501645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115361738063501645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115361738063501645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/feast-at-banquet-with-pirates-and-my.html' title='Feast at banquet with pirates and my sayang in chongsam , can it get any better ?'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115303902478177543</id><published>2006-07-16T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:37:13.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaLvAtIoN - Of life and stomach</title><content type='html'>I live !!! Haha. My dad headin out to sea again... for a week, juz left 2dae. Wonder how ya guy's CIP went... at least it didn't rain on u guys. Hopefully my mom cool off enuf to lemme go skool 2moro. Wonder wad awaits me at skool... Muz be a shitstorm of homework rite ??? I'm preped though, been sleeping and sleeping, but it all went to waste last nite when me family and i go and watch midnight movie, Superman. Been waiting for him to get back to watch wid him... Walauweh, how many of u guys saw the banquet place ??? They take down the wall alredi sia... And the renovation's done !!! Its like soooo cool sia the place, can't wait to see the kind of variety of food !!!!! Rather small lah the place, wonder how its gonna cope wid the crowds of ppl and movie goers... it ought to open in like three weeks tops, i'm guessing it'll take lesser. After movie got back only at 3.15 am sia... Cozway was like dead, nobody except for the ppl at 7-ElEvEn. Mywhole family soooo tired, they wan to take taxi from cozway to home. was like a less than a minute trip... hahaiz... Oh yeah, while watchin Superman, i started missing my sayang, watch it b4 wid her... aiyaiyai. gtg, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115303902478177543?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115303902478177543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115303902478177543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115303902478177543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115303902478177543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/salvation-of-life-and-stomach.html' title='SaLvAtIoN - Of life and stomach'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115292976195631707</id><published>2006-07-15T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T10:16:16.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cApTiViTy</title><content type='html'>Haiz... its my third day in captivity in my own home... Basically suspended from school. Sheesh, stoopid me, go and shout back at my mom and said stoopid stuff at her. To ya'll reading this, you must be wondering how the heck i'm online rite ? well, everyone else is asleep, as usual... haiz, i dun get to see my sayang... can't even call her. here's the brief run down on my punishment so far,&lt;br /&gt;1. phone, wallet and watch confisicated&lt;br /&gt;2. stereo/radio and study table taken out of my room&lt;br /&gt;3. not welcomed at meals ( thats kinda over now)&lt;br /&gt;4. no bed for me, tats rite, sleeping on the floor&lt;br /&gt;5. Obviously, no school... (sum of u would enjoy it if ur parents did this, but trust me, u won't when its my parents)&lt;br /&gt;6. Minimum or no respect given to me at all&lt;br /&gt;7.(yet to be given) A good bashing by my dad (tentative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats abt it...&lt;br /&gt;Mum said she disown me alredi but still i find myself running abt doing her bidding. Sheesh wad kind of disownment is tat ??? And oh yeah, forgot to say this, but my dad is alredi back... he came knocking on the door 3 days ago... Damn did i not expect it... hahaha... u guys would be doing CIP today... not me... wonder which class would be knocking on my door.... i dun think they would though.... i'm keeping an eye out to spot my classmates collecting juz next block. lol. later must send sis to school for her NDP rehearsal viewing as a pri 5 student. Most probrably will get spotted by fellow riversidians on the way... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GtG ByE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115292976195631707?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115292976195631707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115292976195631707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115292976195631707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115292976195631707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/captivity.html' title='cApTiViTy'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115232415756876758</id><published>2006-07-08T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T10:02:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HapPy MoNtHsArY To YoU</title><content type='html'>Yipee, its our 4th monthsary. Can u believe tat !?!? &lt;strong&gt;4th&lt;/strong&gt; !!!!!!! Lurv my sayang sooooooooooooo much. Yep i do.... Sheesh, its 8am on a saturday morn. Wad the heck am i doing !?!? Hmm, well some peace and quite for me in this otherwise chaotic household for once. My sis now at sum Malay Dance competition had to send her, join me and pray that she does well. yep, I am nice to my sister... Lyk duh, wad made u think i wasn't. hahahah, juz kidding. I noe i can be a jerk though, or &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; it, or&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt; it rather that i&lt;strong&gt; AM&lt;/strong&gt; still one. Anyways, i juz finally checked out the announcement trailer for halo 3, Its sooooooooooooooo bloody cool. Still its a real bummer tat its so far is only gonna be released on Xbox 360, still i hope it won't be restricted to tat platform. For those who noe wad i'm talking abt, u'd be thinking i'm so bloody slow. But for those who dun haf a clue abt wad i'm talking abt, well, its like a movie trailer for sum flick tats gonna release, however, its for a game... besides, if u in the first place dun noe wad i was blabbering abt, means u ain't a true gamer, and since ur not, i'm guessing u dun give a shite in the first place... lol. K.k gtg......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115232415756876758?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115232415756876758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115232415756876758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115232415756876758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115232415756876758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-monthsary-to-you.html' title='HapPy MoNtHsArY To YoU'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115226993903971510</id><published>2006-07-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:59:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuZ AnOtHeR PoSt</title><content type='html'>HaHaHaHaHa..... I am back !?!? Well, to u ppl all out there !? Stop reading this now and go over to &lt;strong&gt;mrbrown.com&lt;/strong&gt;... It has made me laugh till i cry. Die ! Die ! Must listen to the podcast. If u dun, ur life will be a real waste. K. lah, me blowing it up lah. Sum are funnier than the rest. Me obsessed wid Mr Brown lah... Well, hmmmmmm. Me aiming to be the CCA president 4 My gymnastics... Hahahaha, relli sounds stoopid rite. I come like 1 time out of the 3 times a week and even when i do, damn am I late, but i am the only heir to the throne... Being the only gymnast in gymnastics for the longest time, 3 years that is. All my life stuck in this shitehole (not spelling error i prefer to use shite than shit both still mean the same lah). Oh *toot*, 2moro another "monthsary", AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, How ! How ! owe her how many alredi, given her only one out of the 4 for the 4 monthsary we've had... Bye you homos(homosapiens) !!! L8R...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115226993903971510?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115226993903971510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115226993903971510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115226993903971510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115226993903971510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/juz-another-post.html' title='JuZ AnOtHeR PoSt'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115172165960316485</id><published>2006-07-01T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:41:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BaCk</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Been a few days since i last blogged. Well i guess this is how its gonna be... Since i'm never allowed online for anything but schoolwork. Besides i ain't allowed to haf a blog or a friendster account. Hmmz... Gosh... I'm STOOPID. Me got 3 marks upon 40 for my A-math probation test. Gonna be tough to reappeal.... YES, it may sound crazy, but I am gonna try to appeal again.... Hmmz... New Bio teacher... she's too happy go lucky lah. Not serious enuf... maybe its a good thing or bad, I have yet to see... i'm completely bankrupt too... SHEESH. I've started on "&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT TITAN 2&lt;/strong&gt;" to gimme that $$$ boost... For u ppl scratching ur heads now, the first "&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT TITAN&lt;/strong&gt;" was tat v.large black-silver drawing tat folllowed me whereever i went in a tube(AKA, over sized, extendable condom). It got me 200 bucks... lost half of it as soon as i got it coz of paying off debts... And Oh yes, My dad's coming back in two weeks, Its just might be another whole month of hell !?!?!? Haven't been doing my daily push ups of 20 a day that he set for me... I'm sooo dead... Aaaargh, gotta go get ready 4 tat trip to the SYF thingy. Haven't eaten or bathed, hahaha. Well its not like u can smell me by reading this... =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115172165960316485?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115172165960316485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115172165960316485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115172165960316485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115172165960316485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BaCk'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115120519124086883</id><published>2006-06-25T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T11:19:10.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG</title><content type='html'>AAAAARRRRGGHH !!!! Mie wrote a bloody huge post all dedicated to nandhini as a thank you to ya... i posted it and it didn't come out, only the title.... haiz.... very pissed. then i didn't save it !?!? haiz =.=".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115120519124086883?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115120519124086883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115120519124086883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115120519124086883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115120519124086883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/06/omfg.html' title='OMFG'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115113654622693155</id><published>2006-06-24T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T14:07:37.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My InAuGuRaL PoSt</title><content type='html'>Aha !! Mie first post... I noe, its lame, very, very, very overdue... well wad can i say. Been kept in the dark by mie mum. now tat i've got contacts to the outside world, I'm free !!! I pity my mum lah actualli, she so clueless abt her children... anyways, enuf abt her... me nvr been happier wid life b4, sure there still are the many regrets tat i haf and my family to deal wif... but forgetting all tat... i gots reason to smile... The main reason wld be Nandhini though... (LYK DUH) Sum1 who has helped me out alot... Obviously she made this blog for me... coz i dun haf a clue how to...(paiseh) hahaha... Again, i relli doubt any1 who hates me would even bother coming here, let alone read thru this post... If by sum miracle u happen to read this far and do hate me for wadeva reason, all i can say is sorri... I do regrett my wrong doings, i still apologizing for wad i did till now... i'm changing myself to be better than tat snob bastard i was. I leave it to be ur choice to forgive me or not, although i do hope u do... i will take time to prove my sincerity and tat i haf changed... All i can do is repent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&gt;&gt; Sorri to Shabana for a hitting u on the tummy while going for the JB trip while climbing on the bus .It was a accident!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115113654622693155?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115113654622693155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115113654622693155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115113654622693155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115113654622693155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-inaugural-post.html' title='My InAuGuRaL PoSt'/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30144629.post-115106042475719783</id><published>2006-06-23T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T19:00:24.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiya...i'm so bored la..and its obivously me..duh Nandhini i meant..i mean who else would be blogging here so often? wahaha...i wonder whose gonna read this..but i make sure the first person is azim duh!! its his blog! i will be meeting him later frm 8-9 during his guitar lessons..haha..he's skipping it for me..well dont blame me coz tt guy still dunno wads his hwk!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..i haf yet to print his stuff..aahh forget it! i can onli print a math &amp; emath..coz i seriousli dotn know his IC and he's not pickin up de goddamn phone!! Blah nth to say aredi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you azim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30144629-115106042475719783?l=you-me-us-together.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/feeds/115106042475719783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30144629&amp;postID=115106042475719783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115106042475719783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30144629/posts/default/115106042475719783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-me-us-together.blogspot.com/2006/06/aiya.html' title=''/><author><name>Zim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11587059685615252560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
