<?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-7071074181860737285</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:59:53.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Random-Ness .</title><subtitle type='html'>no matter how long we exist,we have our memories-
points in time which time itself cannot erase.
suffering may distort my backward glances, but even to suffering,
some memories will yield nothing of their beauty or their splendor.

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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the problem with me is that i am over emotional. but i have a right to be emotional right? what with the recent events that has sarcastically rocked my world. i wish i could share with the world my woes and bygones but tragically its too sensitive to be let out to the world. to the very few that does know, i assure you that i am NOT fine. i wish that i could see the silver lining in this dark cloud. but sadly, no i have not and i do not think that i ever will. its so ironic that people deem me to be strong, resilient and willful. when in fact, i am breaking into pieces at the very core of myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel, like my soul has been savagely ripped apart and torn at the very core of my essence.&amp;nbsp;my heart is racing &amp;amp; i feel like screaming my lung out in despair. i am terrified and if i could, i want to run to my non existent bed and hide under my security blanket and cry. even without the bed and blanket, i am already crying at times when i remember. whenever im reminded of my... of my... disability?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wonder at times, how this strange path would shape my future self? would it make me stronger, better and a wiser person? or would it lead to the destruction of my very soul? even now, at the start of the battle that i have to go through, i think i am already suffering the side effects. i feel... &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark&lt;/i&gt;. and somewhat &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evil.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;i look at those people who can be happy the way i want to and feel this monster in me rise and think evil thoughts. i loathe them and despise them. im jealous. i do not wish to see them or their bountiful joys. and i am ashamed of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am ashamed at myself. that i could dislike or even hate? hate the innocent creatures that i too were once was. to those that knows and understands the actual meaning of what i am saying. i hope that you guys could counsel me. i do not feel myself lately. when i am not blaming those for adding insult to my injury, i start blaming myself instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is this... karma acting on me? retribution? or is God just picking on me? did i even sin to think of that last sentence? or should i even care that i sinned? i feel....... strange in fact. at how my mind is working this few days. i even go to the extent of pretending i do not see the swells in the bodies of others. but lo and behold, i have to face one swell everyday as i am living with someone who's swelling. i despite that fact. i despise that i have to stare, everyday, at what was denied of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the irony. staring at me in the face, every single day. when all i wanna do is to not look, to not remember, to not feel. and if money was not an issue, i think i would be having a relapse to K. yes. a relapse is what i need. a momentary time away from this hurt, this pain that i am feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but who am i kidding? after the numb has faded away, again i will be here, writing away with a tear stained face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to top it off, i do not have the belief that my relationship can withstand this trial. and i have every reason to believe so. and if that is the case, i would gladly pack my bags and leave without a regret. to give him a chance, to be with someone else without my problems, that would be my wish. his happiness would be my happiness. but in no way would i ever be happy on my own without him. but if being with me causes him distress and pain, i would do it. i would leave and disappear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its doesnt mean that i am treated unfairly that i have to drag him as well into my world of despair and darkness right? its just not fair for him. and one day he will understand should i make up my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have an appointment later at 4pm. but i really think an appointment with a psychologist would be better. i just do not know how long i have till i go berserk. i do not know how much more of this suffering i can take until i just -snap- and lose my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first it was my mother's death. then my father's disappearance. then finding out that they were not my biological parents after all. and then looking for my real parents to no success then looking for adopted father and being told by the police that he does not want me to search for him in any way. and then the glimmer of hope, of happiness. in believing in marriage, in love. in believing that happiness do exist. that a family that i always wanted is actually achievable. that i could actually grasp it and kiss it and be happy for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then... the realization. i wish i could say that i am okay after all of this. but i would be downright lying to myself wouldnt it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have always derived my strength from Man. he has always been my pillar of strength and support. not forgetting the few GFs that i could always count on. but Man.. Man has been my life. and i do not know from where i could borrow a strong faith from. when i eventually make the decision to leave him. for the best. for his best. i intend to make this small sacrifice after i find out later on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wont be selfish. even if im denied this pleasure, this happiness, i would not deny him of it. i would not kill his soul. i strongly object to it. let it be me, not him. as i strongly believe, that this all my fault. for all my past wrongdoings, for all the sins, for all the pain and hurt i have caused. retribution has its funny ways. has its funny ways of catching up to you just when you are almost the happiest you have ever been.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to that i end this blog entry. to ponder and to unsettle myself badly until my 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working nights and sleeping aimlessly during the day.. arousing the curiosity of passer bys leading to some of them even asking me why i didn't go home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bathing at swimming pools and even public shopping center toilets..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting my nights of luxury sometimes sleeping at hotels... that has been my only pleasure.. and totally unattainable without the help of Baby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its so near yet so far... getting married soon and applying for a home.. i just cant wait for that day to come.. the day where i will be holding the keys to my very own flat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much longer i can hold on and stay strong i do not know..but i cant give up.. cuz i know that Baby hasnt give up on me and i guess never will give up on me.. so i must keep fighting on and on everyday.. till i find my home.. the place where i truly belong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-3991457946641163884?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3991457946641163884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=3991457946641163884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/3991457946641163884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatever it is.. i only have this to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;There will always be a part of you in me, &amp;amp; me in yours, no matter how far the distance takes us apart. That is why, i will never worry if i dont get to see you as often as i like. Cuz i know, u r with me, evry step of the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;and i think everyone knows who it is intended for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;i love you today, just like how i loved you yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;and the future, only time can tell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;signing off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;yours truly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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A very2 pampered cat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7780442564424007014?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7780442564424007014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7780442564424007014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7780442564424007014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7780442564424007014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-you-could-be-any-animal-what-would.html' title='If you could be any animal, what would you be?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7493324911312470980</id><published>2011-01-04T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:15:20.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;as i was saying, i am so not good at keeping resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i mean i broke them on 1st Jan itself. i ate and ate like nobody's business. until Baby asked me, "Wasn't one of your resolutions is to eat less?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and then i remembered. to that i replied, "eh? da 2011 eh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i had kway teow goreng, then i had sushi, ice cream, popcorn and jumbo hotdog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pfft. and to think he reminded me only AFTER we had all those food happily in my tummy already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but at least im not eating whenever he is eating. so yeah. thats something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i fail terribly though at talking less.. i seem to talk more this year actually. and rant and whimper and nag and complain more too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sheesh. i never should have given myself impossible tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hahaha.. though i really hope my last resolution would come true soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cuz i really cant stand staying here anymore. hate the neighbourhood, hate the building, hate the flat and hate the people in my unit even more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;once i get married.... CABOTTTT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;they'll never hear from me ever again, i swear upon that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7493324911312470980?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7493324911312470980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7493324911312470980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7493324911312470980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7493324911312470980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-8631539944487764240</id><published>2010-12-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:19:03.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new years resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i have never made new years resolution cuz i never could keep long term promises. or rather, i hate to keep to a rule and resolutions feels like rules to me.. but this year i think im gonna make a few resolutions or rather try to keep to my resolutions.. so here are a few that are in &amp;nbsp;my mind right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;try to eat less. or rather not eat whenever Man wants to eat cuz he is always hungry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;try to stop eating before i feel full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;try to talk less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;find my biological family. if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i thnk i'll stop at 5. cuz these are already near impossible feats for me to conquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;finally before ending this post,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i would like to wish Wanie a happy 3rd year anniversary with me. i am sorry i can't spend it with you. but i have a fabulous gift for you which i think you would love. well i love it though and i hope you would too. i would get it in your hands soon!! i love you baby girl..hope there will be many many more years for us to celebrate together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year to everyone.. Hope 2011 will be a better, prosperous, happy, wonderful year for all of you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8631539944487764240?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8631539944487764240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8631539944487764240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8631539944487764240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8631539944487764240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='new years resolution'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6547990924432939634</id><published>2010-12-26T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:28:40.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TRbgb8VGDPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hO4IcOCZhb0/s1600/97574.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TRbgb8VGDPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hO4IcOCZhb0/s1600/97574.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can i please have this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sony Cyber-shot T99.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6547990924432939634?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6547990924432939634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=6547990924432939634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6547990924432939634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6547990924432939634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/please.html' title='please!'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TRbgb8VGDPI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hO4IcOCZhb0/s72-c/97574.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-1526345190698763214</id><published>2010-12-26T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:20:54.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n i so forgot to mention that over the week, we shopped like crazy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;matching adidas footwear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his leather jacket..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my dress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heels (!)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leather iPhone casings &amp;amp; bumpers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(not to mention the phone itself!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plenty of bermudas for him &amp;amp; me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gosh. i would really like to take the photos of the stuffs n upload.. but really2 lazy to do so... haha.. maybe will do it soon soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1526345190698763214?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1526345190698763214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1526345190698763214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1526345190698763214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1526345190698763214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/shopping.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5548825959406005117</id><published>2010-12-26T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:18:14.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aww.. so we have looked around for the best plans in getting the iPhone 4 for the both of us.. i was gonna take singtel's plan.. and Baby was gonna take M1's plan.. we were already at singtel n could have taken one phone 1st but the decided against it and wanted to take both together when we had time. but when we returned the next day, sucks! Singtel islandwide sak out of stock for iPhone 4.. so i i didnt wanna be a spoilsports and brought Baby to M1 to get his..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh you should have seen the excitement on his face when he touched it.. and then the late night up fiddling with the phone and games..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thus here i am now, waiting for him to wake up and i am extremely HUNGRY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boohoo. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-5548825959406005117?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5548825959406005117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=5548825959406005117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5548825959406005117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5548825959406005117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/iphone.html' title='iphone'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-2351637653048055763</id><published>2010-12-24T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:40:40.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recruitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; 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And what are humans without flaws?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately many unimportant little facts have came to light, distorted facts or twisted facts. No matter how distorted and twisted though, there will always be a glimmer of truth behind every lie.. But I choose to follow my guts and follow my instincts. Follow what Nature has intended for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This saying.. Men will always be men, and what are humans without flaws? I guess Mother Nature have always intended us homosapiens to learn from our mistakes and have deliberately made us test our patience and strength. Saying so, I have come to accept and even embrace the flaws that lies within you. And the opposites that we have characteristically I hope is what that brings us closer with each passing day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that you too will be able to embrace and nourish your soul with whatever flaws that do lie within me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ve learnt too that even though certain things may cross our boundaries and push us out of our comfort zone, it is just a test of our morale and it is only in ourselves to be able to overcome the challenges and rise from the ashes like a phoenix (I know its so Harry Porter but metaphorically speaking it is like that).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So in the end, what we choose to believe in and strive for comes from inside of us. And the effort, sweat and tears that we put in to achieving our goals comes from the inside too. What we have to cling on is Hope and Faith in Him to give us the strength and belief to keep on fighting for what you hold so dear to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am no self proclaimed guru when it comes to having inner strength and keeping our self motivation up. But I know that it is only us that can keep pushing and striving. Its either you want it bad enough or not.. Friends can push you ahead but if you yourself do not have the power to keep on fighting and trying, you would not budge even an inch. To that I would like to say a big thank you to all those that had supported me in my darkest hours and continuously got me to believe that there is a brighter day ahead no matter how hard and tough life gets me down. I hope that my simple post could inspire anyone who in going through a similar situation as mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We must and should keep on trying cuz the world is only but at our fingertips. You get what you create, so why not create a life that is full and without regrets. Your life is at your hands, treasure it well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then I guess this would have to be my very first depressing post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am feeling all those familiar sinking shit in my guts and I hate the way that its all too familiar. Too familiar that its comforting at the same time. I never should have let myself or my hopes fly high. Like that ancient greek story I think. About the father and son who wore wings and flew. Only that the son flew too high and got too close to the sun that the glue on his wings melted and his wings started to fall apart and he fell to his death, with his father just being able to watch helplessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby, I do not want you to watch me fall to my death helplessly. Which is why I am trying to fight the urge to let myself fall back into the darkness of depression. It was my fault in fact, to start to believe and have hope that I might be pregnant. That when I found out it was negative, it hurt so bad. I just couldn’t stop crying. And I still cant stop, but I am trying hard not to. For you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could say that im desperate to have a child. Im desperate to have someone I could call my own, like literally. My own flesh and blood. My whole life, I never knew who my parents really are. Whether they are still alive or not. Whether they had sent me away due to circumstance or whether I am really just unwanted. I never knew where my origins were. My kin. My family. A family I could call my own. That is all I have ever wished for. And to have a child of my own, where his or her origin would come from me, I would feel… completely complete finally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, things like this shouldn’t be rushed. That if I could have one, I would. It would come naturally. But I am just sensitive that way you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be in my shoes for little while and imagine the loneliness and how it hits you when you realise that it is only you in this vast universe. With nobody you could truly call your own. The feeling sucks. It sucks so bad..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never knew that hoping and falling could be this bad. I never knew that having a wish could hurt so deep. And the painful thing about this hurt is that it would be never ending. And the main reason for that is, simply because we are plain human. Humans who could do nothing but wish and hope that their wishes would come true. And when that wish, that dream, that hope is crushed, all we can do is try to control our emotions and again wish and hope again that the dark thunder storm clouds would pass giving way to sunlight and better days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that even after much hoping and wishing and thinking that our wishes and hopes and dreams would never become. That is because there are opposites. For every up there must be downs. For every left there must be right and for every good there is bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not want to be deemed as senseless. I do not want to plunge myself in too deep before its too late again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I have fallen. And I am falling further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine free falling into an abyss. An abyss of darkness. Where you are trying to cling onto something to stop the fall but you just could not hold onto anything in the darkness. And then after awhile you just give up trying to find something to hold on to and just wait for the end, wait for the fall. but it never happens and you are just falling and falling, waiting and waiting but nothing happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that you wake up to find that it was just a dream. A plain, empty, pure meaningless dream. And then you cry and cry like there is no tomorrow but you do not know the reason for your painful tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again I wish. And I wished that I was stronger than what I am. I wished that I didn’t yearn so bad. I wished that I could truly smile from the inside. But I know that no matter how there is a wound inside that would hurt after it heal and &amp;nbsp;turn into a scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it’ll be scar, just a scar and nothing more. A reminder of my painful past. A reminder of the emptiness that is waiting for me. Waiting to engulf me at the slightest chance that I give it. And I run away as hard I could, but how do you run away from your own shadow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you get away from your own shadow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you get away from yourself? How do you stop yourself from hurting yourself? How do you control your deepest and most raw emotions when you are causing it yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you erase points in time? Points in time that memory itself rejoice in its splendor. Points in time that are in themselves interpreted as memories. I could go on and on speaking like what seems to myself that has no sense nor meaningless. I could go on like a train on steam. And that is what that scares me sometimes, that I would just ramble and stumble not knowing when to stop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7793111818217466896?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7793111818217466896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7793111818217466896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7793111818217466896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7793111818217466896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6909360889506045364</id><published>2010-12-19T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:22:36.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;i guess what we needed was stress relieving.. maybe the over working and everyday being at the same old workplace has caused the both of us to reach point break.. well Sentosa &amp;amp; Lau Pa Sat was awesome.. i am glad that we got to have a day (&amp;amp; night) out for fun &amp;amp; stress relieving.. now going back to work refreshed &amp;amp; feeling great &amp;amp; energized.. back to focusing on getting the marriage down pat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i am pretty sure that we can make it.. just needs effort &amp;amp; time. hopefully things will get better with each passing day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on a side note though, i do not need to wake up with msgs from 'her'. or to wake up with nightmares about you.. &amp;amp; i really do not want to experience deja vu's that leave my gut feeling super sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i know that she no longer has a place in your life like i do.. but my feelings &amp;amp; instincts i could not control even if i wanted to. i admit, im insecure &amp;amp; jealous. but it is only because i love you far too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i hope that you could understand &amp;nbsp;my inferiority towards her &amp;amp; try to be a little more sensitive towards my feelings. i love you baby. i have always and will always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6909360889506045364?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6909360889506045364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=6909360889506045364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6909360889506045364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6909360889506045364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/zen.html' title='zen!'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TQ4goICvbMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/o9GrQmvXcWI/s72-c/163153_494992019160_536524160_5632768_1870478_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-8516690675755038826</id><published>2010-12-19T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:35:17.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Got A Question? &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/gergerl88&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8516690675755038826?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8516690675755038826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8516690675755038826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8516690675755038826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8516690675755038826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspringme_19.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-9064441550092748112</id><published>2010-12-19T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:35:13.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>errrrr.....
nak tanyer aper ehh....

hmmm...... 

ok.... senang gyni uh...
when is ur birthday? 
i'll update it in my calender...

ßᶓᶅᶅᶏ ώḩᵼᵵᶒ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hahaha.. siak je.. 16th october...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-9064441550092748112?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9064441550092748112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=9064441550092748112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/9064441550092748112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/9064441550092748112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/errrrr-nak-tanyer-aper-ehh-hmmm-ok.html' title='errrrr.....&#xA;nak tanyer aper ehh....&#xA;&#xA;hmmm...... &#xA;&#xA;ok.... senang gyni uh...&#xA;when is ur birthday? &#xA;i&amp;#39;ll update it in my calender...&#xA;&#xA;ßᶓᶅᶅᶏ ώḩᵼᵵᶒ'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5087698493100765784</id><published>2010-12-11T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:52:59.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncertainty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i have been feeling so fucked up lately. like im stuck here, repeating over n over again the same routine like a spoiled cd. going over n over the same few lines until it all slows down n jams in the player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;work, breakfast, home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;work, breakfast, home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;everyday the same routine n everyday when i get home it sucks to the core. i hate being home due to some people that i just absolutely cant get along with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so maybe that is why, when there were even the slightest hint that my picnic at Sentosa might be cancelled or even end earlier, i freaked out and burst angrily into a mad woman. i just need my escape from reality, i just need my sun sand n sea to sooth my painful soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so thank you baby for the big big fight we had and then finally all emotions coming out raw n real that made us understand each other deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i love how fights just make you closer. though i do not love being in one at all. i love you boy, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-5087698493100765784?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5087698493100765784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=5087698493100765784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5087698493100765784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5087698493100765784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/uncertainty.html' title='uncertainty'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6083741819855351256</id><published>2010-12-09T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:55:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Got A Question? 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when i really wanna go to toilet, it does. but if its just gas nope it doesnt. isnt that the natural thing for everyone? hahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1205325864246261937?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1205325864246261937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1205325864246261937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1205325864246261937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1205325864246261937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/hahah-okayyy-does-it-smells-when-ure-in.html' title='hahah, okayyy, does it smells when ure in public ?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7766166499731867707</id><published>2010-12-02T04:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T04:16:26.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sometimes i wonder. why does writing to an audience soothes.. and then we post shit online and gets dissed sometimes and then get angry and write some more.. well seriously i do not care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;its been crazy lately. kicking the addiction &amp;amp; getting paranoid over the simplest of things. like an engaged home phone line.. or the missing cash.. and the dubious msgs received..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i do not know really whether its just me, or the cold turkey affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cuz i feel different. and i see you in a different light. maybe just maybe i liked it better when we were friends? no? or is it better now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i hate being sensitive and crying or getting hurt over the slightest issue. but this insecurity doubled with the cold turkey is putting me on the edge. edgy and nervous and jumpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i seriously hate being that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;my body is reacting in so many funny weird ways that i just cant stand it. oh please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whoever that tries to get you to try for 'just one time' is fooling you. Its great seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;it relieves the pressure, it gets you to places you've never been (i think) and you forget for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but its just like pain that's put on hold. which will come back when you are normal again. so why bother in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;oh but to be relieved of pain even just for a minute, is more than i could resist sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;seriously. pfft.. im talking crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7766166499731867707?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7766166499731867707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7766166499731867707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7766166499731867707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7766166499731867707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/12/untilted.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-4281101615706987494</id><published>2010-11-27T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:33:00.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i havent been feeling like myself lately.. i feel down &amp;amp; insecure. &amp;amp; i guess that i do not know which way that i am heading in anymore. everything just doesnt makes sense at all.. haix.. im terribly confused &amp;amp; sensitive.. &amp;amp; i get hurt so much more easily nowadays.. why gg? why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-4281101615706987494?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4281101615706987494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=4281101615706987494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4281101615706987494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4281101615706987494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/11/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-1626169262277427495</id><published>2010-11-19T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T06:07:15.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you tilt your ass when you fart ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;when im standing, nope. sitting, i guess so? hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1626169262277427495?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1626169262277427495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1626169262277427495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1626169262277427495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1626169262277427495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-tilt-your-ass-when-you-fart.html' title='do you tilt your ass when you fart ?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5152878176306118715</id><published>2010-11-12T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:43:44.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats a medulla oblagatta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;how would i know?? there is a reason why the dictionary was created...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-5152878176306118715?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5152878176306118715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=5152878176306118715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5152878176306118715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5152878176306118715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-medulla-oblagatta.html' title='Whats a medulla oblagatta?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-4575416573546480477</id><published>2010-11-12T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T22:43:17.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agreeeeeed!!!! Let's try ice skating!! heeeee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;ice skating? you can come up with the weirdest hanging out ever you know shikin.. aiyoh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-4575416573546480477?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4575416573546480477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=4575416573546480477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4575416573546480477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4575416573546480477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/11/agreeeeeed-let-try-ice-skating-heeeee.html' title='Agreeeeeed!!!! Let&amp;#39;s try ice skating!! heeeee!!'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6276971064902770169</id><published>2010-11-08T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:53:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;could it be possible? that all these years that i have lived in denial that i am actually not alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;could it be possible that what i found out is true? and what i and Liza mentioned and discussed about could be true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have always had this nagging doubt at the back of my mind when i was younger, why do i not look like my parents? why were there no similarity, even if it was just a little. those eyes, those lips.. my personality. i have always wondered why am i so different? why did i always stand out and am so different from the rest of my family. until when my late mum was in her dying days.. and she told me that i was never hers to start with.. i never wanted to believe her, but this &amp;nbsp; voice inside my head told me that she wasnt lying. and after that, when monster asked for my hand in marriage back then, my father told his mum that i still had parents, that i still a mum who was still alive. and i never wanted to believe that either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i never wanted to believe fully that i was never hers. cuz in my eyes, she is the one who raised me up. she is my one and only mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;until..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i decided to get married. for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and i realised that i have to find out my roots once and for all. find out where did i come from and why and how things ended up this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;not just for my sake, but also for him. for us. i do not want to start my married life feeling dubious and wondering. wondering whether my marriage is for real, whether its &lt;i&gt;sah..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;to find out that my real mother had me when she was 19, and that i have an elder brother who could be Man's age just shocked me. i mean i have always wanted to have an elder brother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the possibilities that i could have a younger sister or brother just amazes and scared me at the same time. what if i had fallen in love with my own brother? what if he is just a call away? what if we had done the unthinkable. &lt;i&gt;*shudders*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;who am i? and where did i come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;will that question ever be answered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6276971064902770169?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6276971064902770169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=6276971064902770169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6276971064902770169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6276971064902770169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/11/family.html' title='Family.'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5450828273650040165</id><published>2010-11-08T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:39:31.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Got A Question? 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hehehehe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;no lah, i dont feel like killing you. but we all really REALLY need to have an all girls gathering and meet up like what we used to do.. 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you evoke senses within me that i never knew existed. and its true when people say that time heals all wounds. cuz being with you, its healing all those hurt that i have ever felt. no doubts nor mishaps will ever bring me down. cuz standing next to you or even just looking at you from a distance till you notice and turning giving me the sweetest smile ever, it gives me a sense of euphoria that i guess no drug could ever give me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i know you know that deep within you even though i could even hardly express how i feel to you. i know that when we gaze into each others eyes and have that moment, that moment of two ness becoming a one ness.. and then playful knocking each other out cuz the feeling would get too intense then laughing at our stupidity. i love being stupid and all goofy with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;im glad that amidst all the trouble, and the problems and the totally different set of commitments that we both have, im glad that there is this extra terrestrial vibe that we both give off to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i hope it will last. cuz i see myself having your kids and building a cosy perfect little family of our own. and when we talk about growing old with each other, it leaves me feeling warm and fuzzy inside. though i admit your version of growing old with no teeth and a walking cane isn't all that spectacular (in fact funny), i know that you too see your future in my eyes the way i see mine in yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i pray and hope and put my faith fully in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hazman Hazmi, i truly love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;sayang kau lah matrep bodoh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8343351023592964970?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8343351023592964970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8343351023592964970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8343351023592964970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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man...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1921786026620553146?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1921786026620553146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1921786026620553146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1921786026620553146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i love my matrep bodoh! you can say the stupidest things and make me laugh so randomly. aper liza? kiter cute eh? thanks lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;baby said, kali ni cfm you sangkot nyer. so i asked why does he say so. he replied me with a super confident look on his face, psl i da rase mcm da nk jadi daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i swear i didnt mean to burst out laughin at his face. but it was super funny at that point of a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;super random lah you ni. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;your minah loves you matrep. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7258417837622661643?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7258417837622661643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7258417837622661643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7258417837622661643'/><link rel='self' 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qn is...why is your name gergerl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;haha. hey thanks! why gergerl? cuz my late mum used to call me that cuz im super manje n the only child in the family.. hence gergerl.. and it was made short form to gg.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-4831271336669467669?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4831271336669467669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-1973355450266011192</id><published>2010-10-18T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:33:55.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more more each day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;huhu. i love it when you get worried over me.. but seriously baby, it wasnt on purpose lor! fell asleep with the phone on silent! just look at our conversation and tell me how sweet he can get! my lovely matrep bodoh. how do i not fall in love with you over n over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;at 8am in the morning Baby calls n msgs.. red is his smses and green are mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aper dh jdi?msg tk reply col tk angkat..u kt aner sbenar nyer nie???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pgi2 jgn uat hal tau u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Baek!u nk maen gini nye game,nk cari kmarahan i kn..nw i show u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;(proceeds to off hp till 11am... that is when i woke up, he calls and i pick up, explained everything and he laughed.. after which we hang up n i read the msgs.. which i replied..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Baby nk show ape kt i? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tk jdi..sbb u maseh ade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;U nk buat ape sebenarnyer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tkde pape..nw i hapi sbb u ade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;(the thing he did was to switch off his phone actually.. haha)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mesti lah i ada! I akan smpi mati ada kt sisi u. I kan da ckp, jgn sekali sekala pn ingat I jauh dr u. I da jatoh utk u, n it will b till my dying days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mcm ane i tk pkr bukan2,dgn care tibe2 u mngilang..mcm ane i tk tkut..i btl2 sayang kn u n tknk khilangan u dlm hidup i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;U tak akan hilang i. i wana b ur wife syg, i janji. Itu lah satu2 nya impian i skg tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i syg u lebih dri u syg i..tdi mcm i nk cabut dri keje psl nk cri u..nk tahu knape tibe2 mcm nie..otak i dh pkr yg bukan2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;yg bukan2 tu mcm mane? u nk ge carik i kt mane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mane tahu u tibe2 dgn org laen ke..cari u kt umah lah or kt ane2 yg i snggp cari u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;naseb baby buncit i tk tgl kn i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sayang u..!! Nari mlm i tk wrk..i nk mase i kt u..aper nk jdi, jdi lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i tk kisah aper nk jdi..pnt ke ngantok ke saket ke..i tetap nk jmpe u jgk..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i tk mara u lah..i dh tahu cite sbnar nye..lega ati i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;u lah yg puteri dlm hidup i uat slame2 nye.. tkde pape akn terjdi pade kite slaen mati..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;how worried can you get when i dont reply or answer.. i love your concern, and i love that you dont immediately get into a fight with me when there is a misunderstanding.. im glad that you listened first to my explanation and even could laugh at your own sillyness for thinking silly stuffs in the first place.. and im so glad that you could put your guy ego aside to show me how afraid you were of losing me.. your jealousy, your concern, your capacity of loving me.. it just makes me feel whole again.. you push away all the bitterness n loneliness inside of me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;just something on the side. i love how we communicate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt; Baby said, after marriage n after getting a baby. hopefully i dont work nor school. but i said that i'd be bored at home then. He said that i wouldn't get bored at all if our kid takes after him n his playful funny ways.. i said if we're lucky our child would follow his ways! if our child were to follow mine then i'd be super bored! Why he asks.. n i said, cuz he/she would be sleeping all the time! and at that remark he laughed and shook his head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;we're always doing that to each other, n i love it.. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;I Love You Baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1973355450266011192?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1973355450266011192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1973355450266011192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1973355450266011192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1973355450266011192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-more-each-day.html' title='more more each day..'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-1016160482539162929</id><published>2010-10-13T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:38:16.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>english.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sometimes i wished that i could speak fluent malay. it sucks not being able to communicate well with frens in your own language. and i hate it when i talk in malay and people start laughing at me cuz the words are all just not in the right place. i suck like that you know. and i surely hope that people don't start thinking that i am some wanna be cuz its an actual fact, my malay do suck real bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i just hate it real bad when i just cant find the malay word for what i wanna say. and when people cant understand or get what i mean cuz i just cant find the word that i am looking for.. though i am sure very thankful that Baby has patience for me and try his bestest to help with my ever failing malay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;btw, see Girlfren Baby Wanie, my blog posts aren't suicidal nor depressing anymore right? i hope this would last, this happy honeymoon period. cuz i sure hate reading all my previous posts from 2 years ago..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This Saturday, 16th October 2010 is my bday btw. to those who do not know me, i sure have a fear of my own bday and i still do not really get why. the girls are planning to club at Azzura Sentosa, and Liza said that as sure as hell she is gonna get me in bikini when i am drunk. people please lah help me, where am i gonna keep my bulging tummy tell me?? but i guess when you are drunk it doesnt reaolly matter right? so we will see what happens when my bday arrives.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love you lah Baby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1016160482539162929?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1016160482539162929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1016160482539162929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1016160482539162929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1016160482539162929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/10/english.html' title='english.'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5827417193226431627</id><published>2010-10-11T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:04:58.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you more of a talker or more of a listener?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i think you know Nana. im a talker, aku kan minah becok.. hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-5827417193226431627?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5827417193226431627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=5827417193226431627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5827417193226431627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5827417193226431627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/10/are-you-more-of-talker-or-more-of.html' title='Are you more of a talker or more of a listener?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7878859322207759221</id><published>2010-10-10T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:31:41.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a state of together-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;good evening to all my blog readers. ive got alot of stuffs that i could and should say. but i really do not know where to start. i so excited and fearful over a few things that i guess i just havent been behaving like me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its just 6 days away, n i just really do not want to go anywhere can girls? can we do a post bday celebration on Halloween instead? cuz i think this year i just wanna spend time alone with my Baby Matrep/Sex Maniac/Pervert/Sweetie Pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the both of us have been having a few heart to heart conversations. and i think and feel and am sure that he is The One. the one that i am gonna live with for the rest of my life. it feels so different, it feels so good. and even if or when we do fight, its always settled in an adult way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;our engagement. we both have made it public. and we are gonna make it happen no matter what. i was so touched when i saw the mass sms you sent to every one in your contacts list. telling everyone the date of our engagement n using my real Siti Nurazillah name at that too.. i was glad that i didnt tell you to do it, i was glad and am still glad that you are proud to make me your fiance soon and your wife after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it just shows how much that you love me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and oh girlfren, thanks for the wish.. i love you too.. and you wanna do a new tattoo in spanish? i think tht sounds great! i n Man was thinking of getting our horoscopes done when we are on our Bali trip. heard the tatts they make there is great? what do you think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im gonna do it on my right leg. cuz i want him to be there with me every step of the way. lets write this down in malay can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;di mana pun kaki ini jejaki, dengan setiap langkah ku, kau akan ada disisi ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;chey! gg speaking sak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;well what i mean is, i want you to be there in my every step in life. thus the horoscopes on my leg. you ni eh, ckp i pijak you plak. if i pijak you , i buat kat TAPAK kaki ok. hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i love you lah my matrep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7878859322207759221?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7878859322207759221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7878859322207759221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7878859322207759221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7878859322207759221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-state-of-together-ness.html' title='in a state of together-ness'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-2231042732639099096</id><published>2010-10-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:32:09.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have always felt that I could never completely make someone understand how I feel through spoken words. And it frustrates me so much that you know how much I love you but I just can’t express it the way that you want it. And it frustrates me that you are completely understanding. I know you’d give your life for me, I’d do the exact same for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk we had moments ago, just leaves me feeling sad. I wish that you don’t have to have this burden, this job, this.. This.. Forget it. I do not know how to put it in words about the situation that we are facing. All I know is, in my future I can foretell that there is you in it. I do not care whatever that you have to face, I do not care whatever it is that you have to achieve. All I know is, whatever that happens, I will be there by your side. And about what we have talked, I hope you respect my decision. I want it to happen as your wife. Thank you for having that serious discussion with me, thank you for wanting to guard and protect me. But I would rather it happen when I am your wife than nothing at all. I do not regret my decision, and I will be proud to be your wife no matter what happens. If you go as predicted, I want you to wait for me at the heavens as my husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so alive till I met you. I have never felt the guilty and sinful desires as greatly when I am with you. I love the way things are, and I will love you no matter how bad or scary things will turn out to be. I’m glad you got me to be prepared for the future. For that I will treasure more greatly for every moment that we get to spend time together. I will keep each memory of us tightly secured in my heart. I will treasure you more than I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt about it. I love you, and I will keep loving you more each day. Just hold on to me and I’ll hold on to you. From the day we get engaged till the day we get married and the rest of our lives after that. I will love every single second that we get to be together on this very earth. And if you go before I do, as we have talked, I will pray for you. I will pray for us. And if we have children when you go, I will keep the legacy of you alive through them. I will keep the memory of you alive in their eyes. I will keep your name alive. I love you, no matter who you are. No matter what you have to get yourself into. I love you just for being you. I do. I really do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TKnzPMqGsDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/trbpO_0x-hs/s1600/37946_455959269160_536524160_5047140_7822080_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TKnzPMqGsDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/trbpO_0x-hs/s320/37946_455959269160_536524160_5047140_7822080_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-2231042732639099096?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2231042732639099096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=2231042732639099096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/2231042732639099096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/2231042732639099096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/10/hazman.html' title='Hazman'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/TKnzPMqGsDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/trbpO_0x-hs/s72-c/37946_455959269160_536524160_5047140_7822080_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-2529234415669483272</id><published>2010-09-28T04:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T04:36:53.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elo..how r u?stay pretty n happy alwaz...tc... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;im fine thank you.. you too n thanks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i love the way that even though you are a real man, you can be a girl too sometimes. at times you make me feel so secure and at times you make me feel as though i can let loose just as i do with a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im so comfortable around you, and i feel so contented. i feel so appreciated.. at last God has answered my prayers. and at last God has given me YOU.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;im glad, bersyukur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;thank you for just being you the way that you are. I love you baby. i really do, and i never wanna lose you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-4864321795609629265?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4864321795609629265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=4864321795609629265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4864321795609629265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4864321795609629265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/09/bliss.html' title='bliss'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7353051842076118942</id><published>2010-09-14T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T04:04:48.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sex maniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;okeh time for a serious update.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;my boyfren is a sex maniac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;well i guess that makes the two of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i love him so much, esp his eyes. just a simple glance from head to toe and i would feel shivers that would last till even long after he has left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; and as i have said to my wifey Wanie, he gives me butterflies in my tummy like 24/7. and girlfren, im so sorry i paitao you. like &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; I seriously forgot to inform you about the change of sim card, and i really2 couldnt recall your number,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i promise promise promise promise that i will meet you on your next off. really really ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;i so love my sex maniac. very very much. harap berkekalan smpi ke akhir hayat ok darling?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7353051842076118942?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7353051842076118942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7353051842076118942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7353051842076118942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7353051842076118942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/09/sex-maniac.html' title='sex maniac'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-2040521864507677099</id><published>2010-09-13T20:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:37:23.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who r eu?.
hehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;who r YOU??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-2040521864507677099?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2040521864507677099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=2040521864507677099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/2040521864507677099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/2040521864507677099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-r-eu-hehe.html' title='who r eu?.&#xA;hehe..'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6828431548263797865</id><published>2010-09-13T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:37:16.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! do u have www.asк.fm account? it looks like a new sensation after formspring. everybody talking about it. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;when monster told me to get out, you told me that we will work things out side by side. you told me not to despair, and that i will still get to celebrate hari raya with my pink baju kurung and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i thought i could be a girl again for a few days.. do my nails and perm my hair. doll myself up and enjoy the suasana berhari raya with friends by my side. but i guess, no. this year i will just spend it as i would spend any normal days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and you told me that we would go search for housing together. but you just dump me here. told me to go by myself. go with friends. where is all your promises? where is your promise of holding my hands throughout everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i had enough of YOUR problems uh. about your stupid work permit, your stupid fathers bike. everytime its about YOU AND YOUR PROBLEMS. if it isnt about you its about your family. so when will it be about us? when will it be about ME?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you never ever bothered to find a place. sedang kan kau tahu seh monster cakap lepas raya we have to get out of this place. sebelum tu, asal kau taknak usaha kan? bila part family kau, kau sanggup buat kan ape2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sudah lah.. kau memang manusia yang tak berguna. kau tak akan boleh tanggung aku. aku tanggung diri aku lagi mulia. you want a break off? you want to take your stuff? take and go. go far away from my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im sick of this relationship. im sick of sacrificing for YOU n your dumb family! yes i call them dumb cuz they are! hurl abuse kat aku yang tak bersalah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i wish you would just die. if you dont die, i wish it was me who were dead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-5796313358450452155?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5796313358450452155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=5796313358450452155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5796313358450452155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/5796313358450452155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/09/empty-promises.html' title='empty promises.'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-3938254048767024490</id><published>2010-08-29T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:07:37.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-3938254048767024490?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3938254048767024490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=3938254048767024490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/3938254048767024490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/3938254048767024490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html' title='hello :)'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-4573705540998037435</id><published>2010-08-23T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T17:04:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;depression is such a scary state to be in. well i can be honest about it, i am so scared. scared of being depressed. scared of having my tears run down my cheeks. scared of looking at this house. scared of the future and what is gonna happen soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im just glad amidst my depression, i have you dydy. to hold my hands. please do not let go cuz if you do, im just scared of what might happen to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;dark and evil thoughts are taking residence in my mind.. and as the situation unfolds my mind keeps on rewinding on the makcik who jump herself to death, leaving her poor pakcik behind, afraid to go home as he is unable to face the facts that she has left her. and there he would be faithfully, every night just after mahgrib with his clothes and food at the playground. we kept him company once, talked to him about his life and why he has to sleep at the playground. and his reply was simple, he said that he could feel her at home, and it saddens him too much to be near her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why did she jump we asked ourselves, and after hearing the painful hardship that they went through together we could understand why. he said that she brought him luck when she was alive, and she still brought him luck after death. she had $10 in her possession when she jumped. and the money was handed over to him. he said the money he had never used and it has since multiplied to hundreds. he loved her we could see.&amp;nbsp; and he loved her proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and the dark thought that was lingering at the back of my mind, even as im typing this, should i die? should i die and release her of this suffering? it is never fair for her to go through a suffering like mine. she would never have to be in this pain had i never took her away from Ani. you should go, and leave. cuz this life was never meant to be yours. i was selfish in taking you with me. and i am selfish to put you through this mess. maybe if i died, then i wouldnt be such a bother, and maybe if i died, then there would be a lesser burden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but looking at you sleep so comfortable next to me, and hearing your voice saying that its gonna be okay. maybe there is some strength left in me to fight this war. to fight this Fate that God has given me. maybe if i died, you would die too. maybe i was being selfish in wanting to die when you might need me too as much as i need you. maybe if i died you would stray and be lost and succumb to evil as i did. but what if stayed alive? and fight till my very last breath? what if we made it one day? what if one day, everyone knew my name? not for the evil, but for the good and willing. what if one day, one day.. what if... what if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lynn posted on her FB, "Hope whispers.. "Give it another try"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;maybe i should, maybe i will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-4573705540998037435?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4573705540998037435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=4573705540998037435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/4573705540998037435'/><link rel='self' 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too,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8637343729681612081?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8637343729681612081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8637343729681612081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8637343729681612081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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actor. i cant sing, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-531084242602975636?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/531084242602975636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=531084242602975636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/531084242602975636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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beyonce and gwen stefani. in that order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6952930532992118474?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6952930532992118474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=6952930532992118474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6952930532992118474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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aku.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/gergerl88?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Got A Question?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6835087830665365932?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6835087830665365932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=6835087830665365932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6835087830665365932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/6835087830665365932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-you-more-of-talker-or-more-of.html' title='Are you more of a talker or more of a listener?'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-8031291196487806879</id><published>2010-08-16T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T10:29:27.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you talk like a bitch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im dying slowly inside with your poison seepin thru me slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i hate them. i hate him. i hate people adding fuel to the fire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i hate you boy. you know that? i hate you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you bitch like a girl. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8031291196487806879?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-8015333971540683326</id><published>2010-08-15T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T05:14:17.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>definition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why must there be this need in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;do you too sometimes get this feeling? that things were never meant to be? that if you gave up, even for the slightest moment, that things would end n turn out disasterous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its so saddening to know that even after so long, you'd never know what i want, what i &lt;i&gt;need..&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its so saddening that i still feel &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;. the glass is always just half empty. its never full. and i will always have this longing in my heart that just never seems to go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;people say that opposites attract. but from my point of view, its our opposites that pushes us further apart. sometimes i feel that you would be better off with somebody else. somebody that can please you, that is as simple, as oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in my dreams, you would turn up with a stalk of flower, even though you know that i dont like flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you would be gone out with frens, then turn up with a surprise that you keep in your hands behind your back &amp;amp; ask me to catch you to get the surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you would say, wait a minute, be gone &amp;amp; come back with a bar of snickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you would hold my hands, &amp;amp; wont let go even if i tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you would kiss my cheeks infront of everyone, &amp;amp; scream 'you know how much i love you',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you would sneak up behind me &amp;amp; hug me then whisper sweet nothings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in my dreams, you would &lt;i&gt;try.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but then, thats just a fantasy of mine. call me a hopeless romantic if you want to. i just want to feel cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i wish you could be my &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;soulmate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8015333971540683326?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8015333971540683326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8015333971540683326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8015333971540683326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8015333971540683326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/08/definition.html' title='definition'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-8510736252344898656</id><published>2010-08-01T07:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T07:26:25.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;plenty of you might be wondering as to why i cant go home. ok its so not fair to assume that people might understand when they do know not my background.. my apologies.. so here i am, creating a blog entry introducing a summary of my pathetic life, just so you know. im not trying to gain sympathy, just want people to know how it started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;my name is Gergerl, people call me Gg for short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im 22 this October, and im a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(i didnt start that way, but now i am. so just accept me for who i am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im an orphan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;my mum passed away due to kidney failure when i was 15.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;my dad sold off the house shortly after my mum's death &amp;amp; just left me to rot here in Singapore while he went to Malaysia with some ugly fat bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i have no siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i did not ask to be who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i did not ask to be strayed away from the path of good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i was young, i was naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but then i met a good man. his name is monster. he was 22 at that time and i was 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;we were together for five years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and i tell you, that was the bestest five years of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he gave me shelter, a place i could call home. clothing to wear and food to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it was sad though that i didnt love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i just didnt love men in general.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so it wasnt his fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;after five years of denial, i confessed. that i love a woman. and at first he didnt believe it. but then things happened in between and the three of us are very good frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he's much more like a brother to me now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in fact so much like a brother that he continued letting me live at his place with my gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so he moved on. and found a great gf. and i was happy for him. but his gf, just coudnt stand the thought of him meeting me. so we had to keep the co-habiting a secret from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so thats how, almost every 2 weeks im stuck outside. with no place to go. cuz whenever the gf comes over to sleep there, i cant be around. and we'd hide our stuffs and i leave without a trace. until he texts me saying that she's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its just unfortunate that my gf isnt here to go through this 'suffering' with me this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its just infortunate that i havent been working for the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;its just unfortunate that she came at this time when im all alone and cash-less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im a big baby. i can cry even by looking at the moon. circumstances havent made me grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and im sensitive, irrelevant and annoying most times too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i guess that this situation is just retribution for all the bad deeds ive done in the past. &amp;amp; here i am not being strong and just crying my night away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bt i just cant help it. i cant but cry. and i appreciate all the people who tried to comfort me and failed. all those people who wanted to comfort me and got dissed instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im just plain mean when im cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i love you people. i love that there are still kind people in this world. looking at the rising sun amidst the heavy rain, and judging by all the concern comments on my FB, i came to realise that no matter what, life goes on. another day will come to take over the night. and another night will come to take over the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and that happens even when you feel that your life has taken a stand still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;again, thank you. thank you for lifting my spirits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8510736252344898656?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8510736252344898656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=8510736252344898656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8510736252344898656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/8510736252344898656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7389855051862712852</id><published>2010-08-01T05:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T05:25:58.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;like i said in my fb status. slepping at the void deck was ok until it got too cold &amp;amp; i wanted to pee badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think after years of experience, i would at least remember to wear jeans or long pants. but nooo... i didnt remember how cold it could get when the morning dew has started to settle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how do i define ok anyway.. was woken up several times cuz my body hurt badly sleeping sleeping on the cold floor of the playground. cried several times, cried at my pathetic situation. n oh, did i tell you that i just heard some thunder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;usually at times like this, there would be someone to hug me to help keep me warm.. and when i was woken up due to some stupid noises or just because it hurt, somebody would be there to comfort me.. and when i started to cry, at my pathetic-ness, she would graciously give up her sweater for me to wear on top of my own, then say that its gonna be alright soon..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but no, not today. i cried n cried. till i fell asleep.. then was starlted by the noises of the night and started crying again till i fell asleep again. i would have fell damn scared if it wasn't for this huge cat that came to sleep with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i asked God to protect me, from being robbed, raped and even ghosts. i guess the cat was an angel in disguise, cuz even after i woke up after the final crying and fell into a deep sleep with drools and all, it was still there, just an arms reach away. not sleeping this time though but pruning its fur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i said bye to the cat, stroke it and said thanks. for i had to head to the nearest coffeeshop.. wanted to pee so badly! now as im typing this, its getting colder.. the winds makin kencang oi.. and the sound oof thunder is getting louder. oh please do not rain till at least there is sunshine.. time check now is 5.22am. and its sunday. i still have 76% on my batt which is about 4hrs plus. and oh great, the first of the rain have started falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so i what wil i do after my notebook battery has died?? haix.. this is the part where im starting to cry again.. go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7389855051862712852?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7389855051862712852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7389855051862712852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7389855051862712852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7389855051862712852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/08/playground.html' title='playground.'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-7792811479866038781</id><published>2010-07-31T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T19:13:14.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;madah berhelah really just made the gate on my eyes just crashed. crashed by the tears that is running down my cheeks non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;as if it wasnt even enough that im already stressed over where i should take shelter tonight. so guys? where should i be sleeping or just spending my time alone tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i dont wanna go over to friend's cuz im feeling so down that i just wanna be alone. i thought that she would at least be back by now, but no she isnt. if she was we could just have a quiet evening together some where like how we always used to do when that girl has to come over 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but i guess now i have to go through it by myself. the original way was by myself actually, so i do not know why it has to hurt this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;maybe i got too comfortable having a partner around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why is it that she have to be the one that i love so much, why cant i get somebody else to feel secured to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why cant i just feel secure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-7792811479866038781?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7792811479866038781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=7792811479866038781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7792811479866038781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/7792811479866038781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/2010/07/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-6968553726594042575</id><published>2010-07-31T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:32:10.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madah Berhelah - Ziana Zain</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/N7pCyc0CZpg/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7pCyc0CZpg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7pCyc0CZpg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was looking for some dangdut songs on youtube, to get myself hyped up.. but came across Madah Berhelah by Ziana Zain instead.. my arwah mama used to sing this song everyday after i come home from school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(T.T) Allah lebih sayang kan dier i know, but i just cant help being sad for a miin there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-6968553726594042575?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes i can be a minah dangdut at times.. cuz this song&lt;br /&gt;fully describes how we first met &amp;amp; how i felt..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-1062463757195581229?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1062463757195581229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=1062463757195581229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071074181860737285/posts/default/1062463757195581229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Cruel as a Cucumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/C41IBSKGF4w/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C41IBSKGF4w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C41IBSKGF4w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-8567647401627995087?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8567647401627995087/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-3875728781526926133</id><published>2010-07-31T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:01:25.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i swear that whilst i am typing this very post, angry tears are rushing down my cheeks. &amp;amp; i know even if you saw this post, you wouldn't read it to the very end cuz you'd fall asleep. that's how unimportant i am to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how could you be so god damn selfish, prioritizing the stupid bike than me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ok before i get my readers confused let start a little back in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;as anyone close to me should know, 'who else' is a Malaysian citizen &amp;amp; without a work permit, she has to go back n forth every 2 weeks or so. every single time, i would follow her there like batman &amp;amp; robin. never separated. only this time, i wasn't able to. because i didn't check my passport. n it expires like, freaking tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so poor robin has to stay behind while batman goes to Malaysia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you had been following my stories, we recently had an accident. not a bad one, but the bike was injured badly. we tried looking for the cover set here in Singapore but lo &amp;amp; behold, this country just doesn't have any krizz 110 cover sets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so we planned to buy it from Malaysia on our next trip. which is this one which i didn't get to follow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i hate separation. i get separation anxiety. as you can see in all my previous posts. so before she left, she promised to be back by Wednesday, latest Thursday. (you can read about what i did the past few days. pathetic, really) but then Friday came, &amp;amp; i received the most heartbreaking, gut wrenching, head banging call ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;did you know what she told me? she told me she couldn't get home cuz she didn't have money after buying the cover set. so now she has to wait for her aunt to give her some than she can go back to Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pls, for my sake. let me repeat this one more time. just so you could try &amp;amp; understand why i felt so angry, hurt &amp;amp; what ever that is related.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;she said, (&amp;amp; let me emphasize on this &lt;b&gt;greatly&lt;/b&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;she didn't have money to go back cuz she bought the cover set&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so tell me, the stupid bike's cover set is far more important than my well being? she couldn't have just skipped buying it &amp;amp; just get it when my passport's ready?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i really feel like shit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why can't i be a priority? why can't i like come 1st before anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i never had &amp;amp; never was important enough for you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to those who knows about the 3 damn days she left me to be at some ugly bitch home, i feel like this is an exact re enactment. only this time the duration is longer &amp;amp; that the ugly bitch is now a bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;plus this home has been on my nerves for the past few days. the first two days have been pleasantly boring until monster's brother came home with some stupid drunken frens &amp;amp; made me irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; then monster's turn to irritate me. the whole day of today. made go here &amp;amp; there, to buy Maggi then reach home ask me to go withdraw money &amp;amp; buy food. then reach home after that, ask me to cut his hair. &amp;amp; yapping on &amp;amp; on irritating me with a voice that men shouldn't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;even as I'm typing this post, he is still talking to me about totally stuffs that are unimportant to me. like can't you see the irritated face that I'm wearing or like can't you see the bloody tears running down my cheeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cant you leave me freaking alone for just a minute?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;gosh. I'm just super down.. feeling so low.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i tell myself time &amp;amp; again, this is not the way i should be living my life. i shouldn't be constantly wondering if i am number 1.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; i shouldn't have a voice at the back of my head saying that she'll do it again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but somehow, i think that i can never be strong enough to walk&amp;nbsp; away. never be strong enough to love myself more &amp;amp; save myself from future miseries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wish the tears would stop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wish every scene didn't keep on re playing in my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wish that i didn't remember so clearly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your actions, your words, your thoughts..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they seep through me like blood.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;rather, they seep through me like poison.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;slowing multiplying &amp;amp; taking every space in my mind &amp;amp; body that i think one day,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;will be murderous enough to kill me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so when that do happens, i just hope that finally you have a lesson learnt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071074181860737285-3875728781526926133?l=gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriousgergerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3875728781526926133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071074181860737285&amp;postID=3875728781526926133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&amp;amp; the sun's still up. n now i have yet to fall asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tsk, pfft. tolong lah, dont seksa me. i want tuh sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so please come home?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Tsk!'/><author><name>gergerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13583041943363818410</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZ68vZwWjV0/SKm3N8DQbsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b0V0Da53jN0/S220/1_297966787l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071074181860737285.post-5810657761876935541</id><published>2010-07-27T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:31:59.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im so scared of being alone, in silence. Plus the TV's spoiled thus the  24hrs online. I NEED SLEEP but i cant sleep without you lah. Pfft. Im  never sleeping next to you again when u come back so the next time you  have to go i won't have this 'lost' feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;REALLY REALY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;hate silence. there is just something that freakes me out about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;about how i can hear a pin drop across the room, &amp;amp; the water droplets falling into the bucket from the carelessly closed tap in the toilet. how i can hear people voices downstairs mumbling. but the part which i hate most is hearing footsteps outside my door &amp;amp; thinking that it could be you, then running &amp;amp; checking the peep hole &amp;amp; seeing its just my neighbour. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;then the thought slams on me, you hv just left. you hv to go to msia. how could you be here &lt;i&gt;now &lt;/i&gt;if you're &lt;i&gt;there?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;why lah why your mum go &amp;amp; give birth to you there? we wouldnt be in this state if she didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cepat lah &lt;i&gt;bbbaaaaalllleeeekkkk....&lt;/i&gt; with my goreng pisang, don't forget k Ddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;again, let me remind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just cant stand silence!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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