<?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-38862752</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:34:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freefall.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-4409249023804229926</id><published>2007-11-10T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:58:57.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel as if for every step taken forward, i'm moving another two back.&lt;br /&gt;not that i have any good reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a general instinct.&lt;br /&gt;put aside all the fun and laughter&lt;br /&gt;i can almost feel myself fitting into another mould&lt;br /&gt;both voluntarily and involuntarily.&lt;br /&gt;slowly becoming very jaded and cynical&lt;br /&gt;and less and less of the idealist i once were.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so sure if this is a good thing-&lt;br /&gt;my mind's like a huge reversi board now.&lt;br /&gt;every white seed becomes black and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;some things naturally loses its meaning. other things, i cling on to harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the all too complex human brain. i wish i could decipher more of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-4409249023804229926?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4409249023804229926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=4409249023804229926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4409249023804229926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4409249023804229926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-as-if-for-every-step-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-4931206171611718132</id><published>2007-10-19T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:16:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;there is no standstill.&lt;br /&gt;you either move forward, or you fall back.&lt;br /&gt;in times when there is no progress,&lt;br /&gt;where does one fall back to?&lt;br /&gt;the road down, like the one up, is never ending.&lt;br /&gt;a black abyss.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm falling.&lt;br /&gt;so will you come pick me up?&lt;br /&gt;will you be able to pick me up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-4931206171611718132?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4931206171611718132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=4931206171611718132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4931206171611718132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4931206171611718132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-waits-for-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-5046362244962799772</id><published>2007-08-31T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:13:32.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RteVP8mYtKI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqrRISwaGXU/s1600-h/Business+card.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104712803845452962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RteVP8mYtKI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqrRISwaGXU/s320/Business+card.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out my new Business card. Nice rite.. haha.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-5046362244962799772?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/5046362244962799772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=5046362244962799772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/5046362244962799772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/5046362244962799772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/08/business-card.html' title='Business Card'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RteVP8mYtKI/AAAAAAAAABY/NqrRISwaGXU/s72-c/Business+card.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-1588201283097810650</id><published>2007-08-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T06:39:01.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i wish i was more sensitive and not so 'childish'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-1588201283097810650?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1588201283097810650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=1588201283097810650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1588201283097810650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1588201283097810650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/08/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-2374890391224292291</id><published>2007-08-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:37:57.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flyg.</title><content type='html'>no sad last words nor teary goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne, here i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-2374890391224292291?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/2374890391224292291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=2374890391224292291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/2374890391224292291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/2374890391224292291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/08/flyg.html' title='flyg.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-1302000091733926696</id><published>2007-07-28T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T12:56:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignore me, i'm blue.</title><content type='html'>I wonder if we sometimes judge how perfect our lives are by looking too much at how well our relationship is doing. Not having one definitely does not mean life is lacking. There are too many expectations, too much ideals placed on an ohsoperfect boygirl-youMe that sometimes we fail to recognise that HimMeThem are enough. Whatever happened to our sweet eighteen sophomore year at college when boys were dirt and friends were all we needed to have a good time and a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me - my relationship is doing fine, but I am just being a grumpy, cynical grouch. I am just growing old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-1302000091733926696?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1302000091733926696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=1302000091733926696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1302000091733926696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1302000091733926696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/ignore-me-im-blue.html' title='ignore me, i&apos;m blue.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-6909814525945715730</id><published>2007-07-23T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T13:59:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRDngaMGeI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbmW7PM6VxM/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090267824829241826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRDngaMGeI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbmW7PM6VxM/s320/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRDnwaMGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9Z2SyFX8zj8/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090267829124209138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRDnwaMGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9Z2SyFX8zj8/s320/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRBbgaMGdI/AAAAAAAAABA/uhuDI1R_CiI/s1600-h/DSC02630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090265419647556050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRBbgaMGdI/AAAAAAAAABA/uhuDI1R_CiI/s320/DSC02630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a simple picture of my 'little office' space.  Hehe.. the one in the middle is the lounge area where we have out friday drinks. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I'm just so bored at work now babe.. yawwnnzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-6909814525945715730?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/6909814525945715730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=6909814525945715730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6909814525945715730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6909814525945715730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-little-space.html' title='My little space'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/RqRDngaMGeI/AAAAAAAAABI/bbmW7PM6VxM/s72-c/DSC02631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-4381705375388203036</id><published>2007-07-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:47:50.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7am sweet talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RpzwjjZblUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O5CAJo3-4tM/s1600-h/10458445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088206172609811778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RpzwjjZblUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O5CAJo3-4tM/s400/10458445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never realised that condensed milk was a luxury item until the mailman said to my mom this morning that with all the gst increases, he is thanking god his kids are all 7 yearsold and above. in this way, he wouldn't have to buy milk powder and condensed milk. i also learnt that condensed milk used to be fortycents. now it's a dollar thirty if i remember correctly. talk about inflation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to think i used to dip my finger into the condensedmilkpot as and when i wanted a little sweetness in my mouth. shame on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-4381705375388203036?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4381705375388203036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=4381705375388203036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4381705375388203036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4381705375388203036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/7am-sweet-talk.html' title='7am sweet talk.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RpzwjjZblUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/O5CAJo3-4tM/s72-c/10458445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-6595468795814854031</id><published>2007-07-14T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T11:02:27.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to join the army.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rpg8VTZblTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SiC1vTyK_oo/s1600-h/harrypotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086882115796833586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rpg8VTZblTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SiC1vTyK_oo/s400/harrypotter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my date with potter did not go very well except for the free mini mushroom pies, chocolate eclairs and sweetsour popcorn digging. other than the freefood and redcarpet wannabe treatment, the order of the phoenix was disappointing. they shouldn't hype it up so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but lets face it. potter is growing up - he frenchkissed a chinese girl, making me very upset. and there was no mmaaggiic..oh wait, there was &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; abracadabra spell. potter's so dark now, where has all the good innocence disappeared to? that said, i still want to join dumbledore's army and learn the &lt;em&gt;expecto petronum&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;expelliarmus&lt;/em&gt; spells. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beer&amp;amp;talkalot after was good. melbourne was momentarily relived and our cares of today forgotten. which leads me to wonder if it is healthy to keep riding on past memories. i cannot imagine the day i start to forget more than just street names and tram numbers. that, would be most horrifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-6595468795814854031?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/6595468795814854031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=6595468795814854031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6595468795814854031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6595468795814854031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-to-join-army.html' title='i want to join the army.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rpg8VTZblTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SiC1vTyK_oo/s72-c/harrypotter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-4865067433863854653</id><published>2007-07-13T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:06:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets clap.</title><content type='html'>a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a hundred hugs to my fourteen year old sister for giving my blog a revamp in slightly under an hour despite intense pressure from the i-want-it-now demands of her older sister, me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-4865067433863854653?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4865067433863854653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=4865067433863854653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4865067433863854653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4865067433863854653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/let.html' title='lets clap.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-1996564242601355440</id><published>2007-07-12T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:44:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>befuddled</title><content type='html'>i thought they had long ago been locked up in realms of netherworld.&lt;br /&gt;it is unsettling to know that things of the past still lingers&lt;br /&gt;and that they are back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;i know because talking about them uncharnels all past emotions green and black.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself back at square one,&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little disorientated,&lt;br /&gt;a little antsy.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-1996564242601355440?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/1996564242601355440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=1996564242601355440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1996564242601355440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/1996564242601355440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/befuddled.html' title='befuddled'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-6092649837458855369</id><published>2007-07-10T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:15:02.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my tuesday-afterwork.</title><content type='html'>my ideal:&lt;br /&gt;knocks off at 530pm on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;squeezes in a tender loving nailcare session.&lt;br /&gt;home by 730 to have dinner with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;relaxes on the bed in an airconditioned room&lt;br /&gt;watching preferrably SexAndTheCity.&lt;br /&gt;turning in at 11pm&lt;br /&gt;and waking up feeling refreshed [for once] the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reality:&lt;br /&gt;knocks off at 745pm.&lt;br /&gt;nails - can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner alone [parents are out]&lt;br /&gt;air-conditioning is faulty.&lt;br /&gt;fang holds my favourite girly TV series.&lt;br /&gt;i have work and&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i am going to be hitting the sacks anywhere before midnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-6092649837458855369?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/6092649837458855369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=6092649837458855369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6092649837458855369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/6092649837458855369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-tuesday-afterwork.html' title='my tuesday-afterwork.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-7906923284168519887</id><published>2007-07-09T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T09:20:29.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dawn goes green</title><content type='html'>in the afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;whoever thought golf just involved moving your hips and swinging the club,&lt;br /&gt;you are w.r.o.n.g.&lt;br /&gt;two hours of moving&amp;amp;swinging at the range yesterday left my 23yearold body feeling what it would be like 37years later.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot move.&lt;br /&gt;and i still cannot hit the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;after golf, J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;, O and i went for dinner. Whilst J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; and J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; queued for food, O and i decided to go get drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;: aunty, one soyabean, icecream soda, 100plus and greentea please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*aunty places cans and four cups with ice on a tray and i took three straws [J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; does not use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;straws - environmental friendly]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;: oops, no straw for me. *returns one straw*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: haha, are you environmental too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;: YUP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...on second thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh, no straw for J&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;too. *returns another straw*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: *looking embarrassingly at my only straw left in the cup* okay, then no straw for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so there you have it, i'm going green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all hail mother earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-7906923284168519887?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7906923284168519887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=7906923284168519887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7906923284168519887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7906923284168519887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/dawn-goes-green.html' title='dawn goes green'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-5744263279472603041</id><published>2007-07-08T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:55:14.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rough diamond</title><content type='html'>a week ago, someone shared with me about something called&lt;br /&gt;SoulTies.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if i have spelt it correctly but i vaguely grasp the concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;for those who know, many things happened over the last one year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;why, how and when i do not know. they just did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i started searching; searching for answers to justify what i felt was totally unjustifiable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;why should a good and obedient man fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it did not make any sense to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it did not stuck me to stop searching and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; either.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking in all the wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so i fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;fell far away from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it had been a year of rollercoaster emotions and character change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;or shaping if i can be more kind to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, back to SoulTies.&lt;br /&gt;apparently it has something to do with sins from the past; and that you have to pray for deliverance and release. [i will edit this when i get to know more]&lt;br /&gt;somehow this explanation sounded reasonable and plausible. maybe badthings are happening because of our 'sins of the past'?&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, and as sketchy as it may sound, SoulTies spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i began to pray.&lt;br /&gt;each time i prayed, i would remember to pray for deliverance from these generational knots.&lt;br /&gt;as i prayed more, i feel God beginning to do His work.&lt;br /&gt;is this revival?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not say more, but God has been good.&lt;br /&gt;God has been merciful and gracious.&lt;br /&gt;to a very battered spirit, i feel uplifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SoulTies is not the only reason why i'm beginning to see God again -God has been slowly working all along-, but it is a message that struck me so hard it made me stand up and start to think and re-evaluate. to the person who shared SoulTies with me, thankyou. i never told you, but sometimes talking to you is like putting up small post-its in my mind; constantly reminding about God and His goodness and grace, something that tends to just slip out through my ears ever so often. so really, thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-5744263279472603041?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/5744263279472603041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=5744263279472603041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/5744263279472603041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/5744263279472603041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/about-week-ago-someone-shared-with-me.html' title='a rough diamond'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-9060961227455336687</id><published>2007-07-06T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:54:19.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glimpse,</title><content type='html'>how do you keep your friendships and relationships alive all the time, at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without losing sight of other important nittygrittys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people get left behind.&lt;br /&gt;when we get older, we start having different priorities.&lt;br /&gt;different firsts and lasts.&lt;br /&gt;it is inevitable that people get forgotten along the way.&lt;br /&gt;or is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to fall and run alongside common belief -&lt;br /&gt;twentyfour hours a day is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;so sometimes i throw who'simportant and what'simportant aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but God made DayNight this way, so technically there should be enough time for everything that matters, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get a lil' confused&lt;br /&gt;and things get a lil' blurry&lt;br /&gt;and i get a lil' tired and drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;what, or maybe who, am i placing as my firsts and lasts.&lt;br /&gt;where am i going?&lt;br /&gt;what am i pursuing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is good to have conversations that egg you to use the brain more than just at work&lt;br /&gt;because only then do i stop running away&lt;br /&gt;and come faceTOface with teething issues and buggerish problems that have been swept under the carpet for a long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so every now and then, please give me a little push.&lt;br /&gt;remind me that the fluff of the world is not sturdy enough&lt;br /&gt;ultimately to get by, we need the supernatural One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-9060961227455336687?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/9060961227455336687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=9060961227455336687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/9060961227455336687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/9060961227455336687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-keep-your-friendships-and.html' title='glimpse,'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-7678315396405671386</id><published>2007-07-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:27:31.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the very blue</title><content type='html'>i feel inspired to write.&lt;br /&gt;about nothg in particular.&lt;br /&gt;no one reads but you&amp;amp;i.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay,&lt;br /&gt;i just feel - inspired. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my weekend -&lt;br /&gt;it was all good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than good in fact.&lt;br /&gt;beers were yum,&lt;br /&gt;band was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;company was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got hooked on transformers and bumblebee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so this is my first attempt,&lt;br /&gt;after months of hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;and i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-7678315396405671386?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7678315396405671386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=7678315396405671386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7678315396405671386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7678315396405671386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/07/out-of-very-blue.html' title='out of the very blue'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-2077547703871790911</id><published>2007-04-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:50:42.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>Went for my first ever interview in Oz, turned out it wasn't as scary as what people said it would be. The lady was real friendly, chatted about hobbies, she loves soccer and supports MU too!! haha... well, i hope i received a call this week with a good response. =D Pray for me ya babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i miss you so much over here... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-2077547703871790911?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/2077547703871790911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=2077547703871790911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/2077547703871790911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/2077547703871790911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/04/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-548118300578412672</id><published>2007-03-09T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:33:40.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>Why did this happen? Guess its a reminder of God's grace and a wake up call for me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more after every passing day. Babe, Thanks for being there for me. XOXO. Life Goes on......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-548118300578412672?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/548118300578412672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=548118300578412672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/548118300578412672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/548118300578412672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/03/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-8397549837943674278</id><published>2007-03-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:01:34.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tt's when iloveyou.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Re2QTn0_mgI/AAAAAAAAABg/mt4FnnTCUis/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Re2QTn0_mgI/AAAAAAAAABg/mt4FnnTCUis/s320/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038842224880622082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; When you have to look away&lt;br /&gt;When you dont have much to say&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, just that way&lt;br /&gt;To hear you stumble when you speak&lt;br /&gt;Or see you walk with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, endlessly&lt;br /&gt;And when your mad cuz you lost a game&lt;br /&gt;Forget Im waiting in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;Heres my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count "on" me for life&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, The more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you,&lt;br /&gt;WhenI love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;So when you turn to hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cause the movie it made you cry&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you a little more each time&lt;br /&gt;And when you cant quite match your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or when you laugh at your own jokes&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, more than youll know&lt;br /&gt;And when you forget that we had a date&lt;br /&gt;Or that look that you get when you show up late&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you, I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;Heres my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count "on" me for life&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, The more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you,&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, The more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you,&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-8397549837943674278?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/8397549837943674278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=8397549837943674278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/8397549837943674278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/8397549837943674278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/03/tts-when-iloveyou.html' title='tt&apos;s when iloveyou.'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Re2QTn0_mgI/AAAAAAAAABg/mt4FnnTCUis/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-7658378079146664540</id><published>2007-03-05T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:47:18.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinesenewyr has come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; quickly.&lt;br /&gt;work is back in fullforce and for the first time in halfayr&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually choosg to give up the social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how mom does it.&lt;br /&gt;how she wills herself to get out of bed at six every morng.&lt;br /&gt;how she makes multiple trips from the office to pick her kids up from sch.&lt;br /&gt;how she comes home only to do more work.&lt;br /&gt;how channel8news has become her only relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;how she juggles it all so very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tmr shall be the day&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; try&lt;br /&gt;to be a superwoman.&lt;br /&gt;eeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-7658378079146664540?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7658378079146664540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=7658378079146664540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7658378079146664540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7658378079146664540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-so-cny-has-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-7406635438050777395</id><published>2007-02-22T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T03:34:53.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blink blink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/Rdyd2OyHuHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cy264i-Hz4Q/s1600-h/no+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034072038500186226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/Rdyd2OyHuHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cy264i-Hz4Q/s320/no+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes i dunno if babe's eyes are opened or closed. *grin* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUt i stIll heart you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-7406635438050777395?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/7406635438050777395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=7406635438050777395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7406635438050777395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/7406635438050777395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/blink-blink.html' title='blink blink'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6SYEySgh7wk/Rdyd2OyHuHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cy264i-Hz4Q/s72-c/no+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-4223579554144339452</id><published>2007-02-20T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:58:08.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RdnjnIDgpFI/AAAAAAAAABA/IzqexzARbBo/s1600-h/CIMG2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RdnjnIDgpFI/AAAAAAAAABA/IzqexzARbBo/s320/CIMG2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033304319879849042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;this is life.&lt;br /&gt;i miss 3s05.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hanging out and dng nothg.&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gossipg&lt;/span&gt;atstaircases. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safeway&lt;/span&gt;shoppg. yummy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suzuran&lt;/span&gt;trips.&lt;br /&gt;i miss threeman&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bridge&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt;tillsix. midnight&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ornigiri&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i miss latenight&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desserts&lt;/span&gt;. ricecooker&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;steamboats&lt;/span&gt;. mr.brown's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brownies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i miss toygwith&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cameras&lt;/span&gt;. arguing over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ambitions&amp;aspirations&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flappgblankets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i miss melbourne.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-4223579554144339452?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/4223579554144339452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=4223579554144339452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4223579554144339452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/4223579554144339452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/RdnjnIDgpFI/AAAAAAAAABA/IzqexzARbBo/s72-c/CIMG2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-3283157768358356069</id><published>2007-02-18T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T22:25:56.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting here</title><content type='html'>Sitting here in my room alone just makes me wish u were here evenmore. May it be plucking my hair or 'pei pei' me. I dun really care.. just miss u so much. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-3283157768358356069?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/3283157768358356069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=3283157768358356069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/3283157768358356069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/3283157768358356069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/sitting-here.html' title='sitting here'/><author><name>enghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12383806522118817255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-708712146051208937</id><published>2007-02-17T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:20:48.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rdcc6YDgo_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kA3Wqauzcvc/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rdcc6YDgo_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kA3Wqauzcvc/s320/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032522897824982002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;you've come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself lookg at the rm you occupied&lt;br /&gt;ever so often.&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows when i will see you again.&lt;br /&gt;imissyou.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-708712146051208937?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/708712146051208937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=708712146051208937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/708712146051208937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/708712146051208937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/youve-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__uR-tnn4wUY/Rdcc6YDgo_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kA3Wqauzcvc/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-117091046414623611</id><published>2007-02-08T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:54:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>143</title><content type='html'>Those 3 words, i've said too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i lay here, &lt;br /&gt;If i just lay here,&lt;br /&gt;Would u lie with me,&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imissyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-117091046414623611?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/117091046414623611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=117091046414623611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117091046414623611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117091046414623611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/143.html' title='143'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-117085897186087048</id><published>2007-02-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:37:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5640/307/1600/420489/ehui2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5640/307/320/868476/ehui2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the most adorable.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-117085897186087048?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/117085897186087048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=117085897186087048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117085897186087048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117085897186087048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-are.html' title='you are'/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-117085859331231332</id><published>2007-02-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:29:53.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at times it seems hard&lt;br /&gt;and almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past can be overwhelmg.&lt;br /&gt;it can cast many doubts and whatifs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish you can be here&lt;br /&gt;so that whatifs can become definite &lt;i&gt;we cans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the impossibles attainable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-117085859331231332?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/117085859331231332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=117085859331231332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117085859331231332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117085859331231332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-times-it-seems-hard-and-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38862752.post-117078038725262198</id><published>2007-02-07T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:46:27.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; are back.&lt;br /&gt;good ol' blogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's time to rock&amp;roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38862752-117078038725262198?l=woollomolloo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/feeds/117078038725262198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38862752&amp;postID=117078038725262198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117078038725262198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38862752/posts/default/117078038725262198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woollomolloo.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ms grumpy.angry.impatient</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
