<?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-20865089</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:01:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The illusions are screwing our mind...</title><subtitle type='html'>Too Many illusions,
Too Many Lies...
Where's the truth?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-9028538153324741088</id><published>2008-09-21T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:50:52.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.unintended.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like an angel in disguise..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flying by without wings..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first meet was a surprise..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought we'd just be flings..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waiting with a book outisde dblo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flash that charming smile when they said hello..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that night everything was a smooth flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drop by 7-11 for bacardi n his merlot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;opened my eyes n its 7.20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breakfast at mac wif a cuppa tea..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hailed for me a taxi..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiss goodbye and got his text at 8.50..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that was the start of our little story..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;started to throw my temper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but still ur precious gem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;never released ur anger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;instead, sang me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; lullabies at 3am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;u wanted the same love&amp;amp;affection..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i had no time to give u my attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;boredom made u urge for past addiction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;left me alone, waiting for ur conviction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;our relationship was like a quickie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;couldnt get enuff of ur love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;said u'll be back in a jiffy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now i just gotta pray to God up above..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-9028538153324741088?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/9028538153324741088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=9028538153324741088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/9028538153324741088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/9028538153324741088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/09/like-angel-in-disguise.html' title='.unintended.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-4150931121983742948</id><published>2008-08-20T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:49:46.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.this can't b right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos when im looking in my baby's eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't bare to tell him more lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gotta be stronger now then i was before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when u hold me boy its so real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feeling things 4 u i can't feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know i shouldn't stay but boy i just can't leave...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This can't b right &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it doesn't feel so wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when i'm all alone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm thinking of you but i'm with him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This can't be right that its you thats on my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But he's still in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But your the one thats stands by my side...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna let go but there's something that makes me hold on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but this just can't go on,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and we're better off with nobody knows....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never thought we would have lasted so long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so perfect but its so wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos i got some body waiting at home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when you hold me boy its so real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im feeling things for you i can't feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know i shudn't stay but boy i just can't leave....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-4150931121983742948?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/4150931121983742948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=4150931121983742948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4150931121983742948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4150931121983742948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-cant-b-right.html' title='.this can&apos;t b right.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8692981859339808678</id><published>2008-07-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:05:42.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.breakdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you cant stop nothing&lt;br /&gt;if you got no control&lt;br /&gt;of the thoughts in your mind&lt;br /&gt;that you kept in, you know,&lt;br /&gt;you dont know nothing&lt;br /&gt;but you dont need to know,&lt;br /&gt;the wisdoms in the trees&lt;br /&gt;not the glass windows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant stop wishing&lt;br /&gt;If you dont let go..&lt;br /&gt;But things that you find&lt;br /&gt;and you lose, and you know,&lt;br /&gt;you keep on rolling&lt;br /&gt;put the moment on hold&lt;br /&gt;the frames too bright&lt;br /&gt;so put the blinds down low...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8692981859339808678?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8692981859339808678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8692981859339808678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8692981859339808678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8692981859339808678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/07/breakdown.html' title='.breakdown.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-4315337275998343748</id><published>2008-06-11T23:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:30:33.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.beautiful disaster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was it a beautiful disaster?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or an accidental reminder..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in cards i'm the winner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in hearts ur the player..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't look back in anger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day a friend, next a stranger...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210651421131224258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/SE_z3DzpNMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jR11zGdssSg/s200/11062008-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/SE_z24d-hoI/AAAAAAAAABs/mJIqhQ6jZSU/s1600-h/11062008-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210651418087556738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/SE_z24d-hoI/AAAAAAAAABs/mJIqhQ6jZSU/s200/11062008-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&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/20865089-4315337275998343748?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/4315337275998343748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=4315337275998343748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4315337275998343748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4315337275998343748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/06/beautiful-disaster.html' title='.beautiful disaster.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/SE_z3DzpNMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jR11zGdssSg/s72-c/11062008-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-3246423812204308108</id><published>2008-06-08T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:06:18.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.darling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can i go back to january&lt;br /&gt;where it was just u and me..&lt;br /&gt;it might sound crazy&lt;br /&gt;but i'd take it all seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sub zero quality&lt;br /&gt;but much sense of security..&lt;br /&gt;in a world of vanity,&lt;br /&gt;ur my CK eternity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck in a 3-dimension&lt;br /&gt;nothing can be certain..&lt;br /&gt;enough of complication&lt;br /&gt;still d same situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this called sharing?&lt;br /&gt;getting quarter of the loving&lt;br /&gt;sweet bickers &amp;amp; discreet meeting&lt;br /&gt;macs a barrier darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes midnight savior&lt;br /&gt;laugh whenever u appear..&lt;br /&gt;can u make me a lil happier?&lt;br /&gt;i want that song now, not next year! =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-3246423812204308108?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/3246423812204308108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=3246423812204308108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3246423812204308108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3246423812204308108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/06/darling.html' title='.darling.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8031115504503831000</id><published>2008-05-31T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T03:10:07.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;take me to that other place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teach me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know i'm not a hopeless case..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8031115504503831000?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8031115504503831000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8031115504503831000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8031115504503831000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8031115504503831000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/me.html' title='.me.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8260181361469350153</id><published>2008-05-28T03:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:10:02.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.new found glory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new found glory..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughter fills d air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u seem to be happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think its unfair..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loosening the mounted stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here comes ur motivation..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't b feeling that warm caress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos there it is.. ur dedication..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still a love-wreck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now gone and forlorn..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glue that obvious crack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high time to reborn..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gotta be smiling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gotta try to sacrifice..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish for ur everlasting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop all the cries..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8260181361469350153?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8260181361469350153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8260181361469350153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8260181361469350153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8260181361469350153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-found-glory.html' title='.new found glory.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8809489018798088152</id><published>2008-05-21T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T02:51:09.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.blessings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been half a year&lt;br /&gt;so who's your new 'friend'...&lt;br /&gt;u must have gotten over&lt;br /&gt;i still scribble life with a pen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i see u with her&lt;br /&gt;walking hand in hand...&lt;br /&gt;i'll turn away with a tear&lt;br /&gt;and try to pretend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe down the long road,&lt;br /&gt;ridding off that heavy load&lt;br /&gt;i'll give u my blessings,&lt;br /&gt;like few lovely offsprings...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8809489018798088152?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8809489018798088152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8809489018798088152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8809489018798088152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8809489018798088152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/blessings.html' title='.blessings.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-7749207533329339264</id><published>2008-05-19T03:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:58:55.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.love, defined.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a temporary madness.&lt;br /&gt;It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.&lt;br /&gt;And when it subsides you have to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.&lt;br /&gt;Because this is what love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.&lt;br /&gt;That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.&lt;br /&gt;Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away&lt;/span&gt;, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.&lt;br /&gt;Your parents had it, they had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from their branches they found that they were one tree and not two.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-7749207533329339264?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/7749207533329339264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=7749207533329339264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7749207533329339264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7749207533329339264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-defined.html' title='.love, defined.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-3660007842932777276</id><published>2008-05-17T03:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:24:36.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.dear u.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gave me the world when we're together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;leaving me torn into pieces thereafter..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from a beautiful stranger, now's a broken feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;guess it had to be my walk to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good things are shortlived, nothing lasts forever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if one day i opened a new chapter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d love u gave can never be replaced by another...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dear you&lt;br /&gt;in a mess having no clue&lt;br /&gt;come and go but hardly through..&lt;br /&gt;every lil thing was an impromptu&lt;br /&gt;certain points got me feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;want the truth but my lies just grew&lt;br /&gt;u shouldn't be angry, ur not my boo!&lt;br /&gt;u'll neve even be something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear you&lt;br /&gt;keeping me on track with quotes of the day&lt;br /&gt;for a short period u were my savior at bay&lt;br /&gt;impulsive acts made me drift away..&lt;br /&gt;sorry, ur an excellent mate i must say&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to make it stay that way&lt;br /&gt;cos things seem to be turning grey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-3660007842932777276?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/3660007842932777276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=3660007842932777276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3660007842932777276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3660007842932777276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-u.html' title='.dear u.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-3940107449674846811</id><published>2008-05-17T02:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T04:09:45.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.rider.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mister vanvan rider&lt;br /&gt;stepping on a higher gear&lt;br /&gt;u'd look great on a scrambler&lt;br /&gt;5x hotter than jamie oliver&lt;br /&gt;but with me behind, it gon look ever better! :p&lt;br /&gt;do u want a fullface for congratulation?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna b d 1st! no other option!&lt;br /&gt;let's go shopping for some decal decoration&lt;br /&gt;then again, it'll never happen..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-3940107449674846811?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/3940107449674846811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=3940107449674846811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3940107449674846811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3940107449674846811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/05/rider.html' title='.rider.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-6380028916914003755</id><published>2008-04-29T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:51:02.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Staring through a window standing outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they're just too happy to care tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to be like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I'll mess it up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I know that it's a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I can't feel it right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I thought that I was doing well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I just want to cry now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-6380028916914003755?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/6380028916914003755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=6380028916914003755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/6380028916914003755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/6380028916914003755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/04/staring-through-window-standing-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8401972147230549448</id><published>2008-04-28T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T03:57:08.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confident in handling the truth well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet it led to an internal bruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no longer gonna hear the bell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mend the heart with a cruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;didn't think of publishing on papers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just come and go without any status&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now it's definately gonna be just strangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'hi and bye' are the leftovers..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how did u land up with sucha mess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn't things b easier, just like the rest?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught unsheltered in the perfect storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without anyone keeping u warm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8401972147230549448?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8401972147230549448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8401972147230549448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8401972147230549448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8401972147230549448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/04/truth.html' title='.truth.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-1947904740814194146</id><published>2008-04-21T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:20:37.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;didn't wanna be sober&lt;br /&gt;falling aslp on ur shoulder&lt;br /&gt;want those hugs and kisses so tender&lt;br /&gt;how sweet to bring me water,&lt;br /&gt;not realising how pissed u actually were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was supposed to be ur listening ear&lt;br /&gt;not a drunken stupur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ur shuttin out all my explanation&lt;br /&gt;caught up in ur own accusation&lt;br /&gt;not convinced by my reason&lt;br /&gt;hey, im not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;just need a chance to learn..&lt;br /&gt;sorry...second time's nvr gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;cos i'd willingly share ur burden...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-1947904740814194146?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/1947904740814194146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=1947904740814194146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1947904740814194146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1947904740814194146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry.html' title='.sorry.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-6722869301755193275</id><published>2008-04-14T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:35:10.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.teardrops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d recent words shocked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never knew u still do love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just couldn't read ur mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even ur actions so hard to define&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;want u around on the strike of my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;instead let my last tearsrops be today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;filled my life with colours, now turned grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the truth left me hanging again, is that okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never wanted it to die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never expected us to give it another try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;never intended to say goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now just sit and watch the days go by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-6722869301755193275?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/6722869301755193275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=6722869301755193275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/6722869301755193275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/6722869301755193275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/04/teardrops.html' title='.teardrops.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-2665433390902494200</id><published>2008-04-09T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:58:26.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.fix u.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stuck in reverse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will u try to fix me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-2665433390902494200?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/2665433390902494200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=2665433390902494200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/2665433390902494200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/2665433390902494200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/04/fix-u.html' title='.fix u.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8640822771300143158</id><published>2008-03-31T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:00:36.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 nights they spent d phone kept ringing&lt;br /&gt;all she could do was turn away and keep feigning&lt;br /&gt;a silent sob with a broken heart aching&lt;br /&gt;yearns for a hug but ends up asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day later she sees him on stage&lt;br /&gt;playing like a rockstar on some coverpage&lt;br /&gt;suddenly more than words was strummed in d middle&lt;br /&gt;that familiar tune at every gig made her whole heart twirl&lt;br /&gt;but den again, was this time round for another girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving d gig he gave a hug&lt;br /&gt;d hug so tender it made her night turn bitter&lt;br /&gt;heads to hardrock for a drink and a breather&lt;br /&gt;end up losts in thoughts, tears smudging her eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;how long's this pain gon last.. a month, a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou a new man had once given her attention&lt;br /&gt;it just aint that same as his affection&lt;br /&gt;trys to find for d perfect solution&lt;br /&gt;but she's always taken over by strong emotion&lt;br /&gt;desperate for love and consolation&lt;br /&gt;not by anyone, but from baby lemon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8640822771300143158?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8640822771300143158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8640822771300143158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8640822771300143158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8640822771300143158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost.html' title='.lost.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-9017312291443627984</id><published>2008-03-27T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:36:58.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.more than words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on another attempt of forgetting,&lt;br /&gt;yet one call of 'going to slp' made tears puddling&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't d words, but the person i was calling&lt;br /&gt;however complicating its still u i'm truely missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the soccer match brought back so much&lt;br /&gt;like d guy u kicked when he gave me a little nudge&lt;br /&gt;made my heart go eeeek! with that face so angry&lt;br /&gt;by ur side i felt so much sense of security&lt;br /&gt;sadly it's just another chapter of History..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-9017312291443627984?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/9017312291443627984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=9017312291443627984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/9017312291443627984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/9017312291443627984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-words.html' title='.more than words.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-4131922134029658318</id><published>2008-03-26T03:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:50:32.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.come and go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some say "easy come easy go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;little high little low"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but ur distinctive scent still lingers on d pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that almost perfect warmth like i'm lonely no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why cant u be my hero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;instead of just goodbye and hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;d other's playing no-show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-4131922134029658318?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/4131922134029658318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=4131922134029658318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4131922134029658318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4131922134029658318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/03/come-and-go.html' title='.come and go.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-4848063786443304126</id><published>2008-03-21T18:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:37:28.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a famliar place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a familiar face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sitting by the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;adjacent to the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;something's amiss, &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; where's ur savior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;same routine, time for breakfast collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(hang on!) polish the glasses dont infuriate the woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in history it was a rush to cold kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at present no urgency, it's vacant at staff 'entran'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; don't wait up, head home after eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the commoner's flying, thereafter leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ur left here with famliar faces, excluding a 'kring kring'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy or sad? &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; thats rather confusing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-4848063786443304126?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/4848063786443304126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=4848063786443304126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4848063786443304126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4848063786443304126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/03/famliar-place-familiar-face-sitting-by.html' title='.Now.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-5127026817541934728</id><published>2008-03-20T04:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T05:17:34.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.morning call.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sleepness nights u start to ponder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what is it ur really after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lying on bed in absolute daze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pursuing on the futile chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;morning comes, the sun is rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;check ur phone for a 'gd morning'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back to slp with a heart sighing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;again awaken, ur phone's beeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lethargically hopeful but its just ur alarm ringing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-5127026817541934728?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/5127026817541934728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=5127026817541934728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5127026817541934728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5127026817541934728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/03/morning-call.html' title='.morning call.'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-1791942240417710983</id><published>2008-02-11T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:34:36.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live the Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;striving hard; learning smart&lt;br /&gt;gaining fame, all know's ur name&lt;br /&gt;sense of triumph; moment of delight&lt;br /&gt;keeping it real, never gonna fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's best bud when they need one&lt;br /&gt;yet 'bestties' can't be found when u need some&lt;br /&gt;a cheeky, happy go lucky person u portrayed&lt;br /&gt;but deep down there's so much left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;so u drown ur troubles with booze instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live the dream that's awaiting&lt;br /&gt;don't let setbacks keep u from achieving&lt;br /&gt;if u ever feel like ur all alone,&lt;br /&gt;just go to the place which feels closest to home&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/20865089-1791942240417710983?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/1791942240417710983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=1791942240417710983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1791942240417710983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1791942240417710983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2008/02/live-dream.html' title='Live the Dream'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-222780454225255460</id><published>2007-10-03T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T03:45:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disavowing distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grows to nite long conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;havin d best ever patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;making efforts wif words n actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;slowly jealousy starts to portray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;minors had him fill up d ashtray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then sun shines in d sky once so grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when 'someday' turns to be 'today'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could part be outta obligation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;could part be outta impulsion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;improper handlin mite get it burnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so have tiny hopes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for bigger ones come greater disappointments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but now it's all turnin out fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;going one step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from shopping sprees to wine and dine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sentosa stayover next up in line..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a dozen kids after he buys a dime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then u'll see me whine and grind=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-222780454225255460?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/222780454225255460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=222780454225255460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/222780454225255460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/222780454225255460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/10/disavowing-distance-grows-to-nite-long.html' title=''/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-5319385146688362778</id><published>2007-09-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T03:15:45.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. From Chair Chair .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(from my sis, and her poetry of 'wisdom' ha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Snow White, my lil dreamy sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;ya fantasy ending too much quicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;u dumped ya Mr. Nerdy Despo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;a cheapo, xchanged fo Mr.Romeo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;get dressed, let's go hit the clubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;we'll go get riding with guys in tubs..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;boys are stinkin suckin 'siakaps'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;forgive me, but i'm the mastress of breakups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;let them give trust when we lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;let them hope when we dope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;let them fantasise n thereafter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;we shall provide our accidental Disaster!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;at times,we dun really have a choice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;they deserve bein played around like toys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;they are but a million portrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;so get ready to face them our betrayal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;'chairchair'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-5319385146688362778?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/5319385146688362778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=5319385146688362778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5319385146688362778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5319385146688362778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-chair-chair.html' title='. From Chair Chair .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-678032261057196645</id><published>2007-08-25T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T04:13:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Forsake .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;couldnt understand why&lt;br /&gt;did my best and nvr failed to try&lt;br /&gt;yet time and again u made me reminisce and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said we shud let go and a take a break&lt;br /&gt;u said u cudn't do without me, that u made a serious mistake&lt;br /&gt;wasn't sure myself cos i know we both were trying hard to fake&lt;br /&gt;but now it's positive that our love we have to forsake&lt;br /&gt;soo darn exhausted, prolly need a slap to kip me awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half a year has never been a regret&lt;br /&gt;all e times we shared i'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;guess we'll never get to sing a duet?=)&lt;br /&gt;thou ur the one that left the deepest impact&lt;br /&gt;i still do miss ya, and that's a fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPgkdyOI/AAAAAAAAABA/uu2yQUFsv6E/s1600-h/04042007638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102606132042385634" style="CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPgkdyOI/AAAAAAAAABA/uu2yQUFsv6E/s320/04042007638.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPwkdyPI/AAAAAAAAABI/pFwVumOjjqc/s1600-h/04042007641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102606136337352946" style="CURSOR: hand" height="121" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPwkdyPI/AAAAAAAAABI/pFwVumOjjqc/s320/04042007641.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPwkdyQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/omGUS6Lie9I/s1600-h/04042007644.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-678032261057196645?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/678032261057196645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=678032261057196645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/678032261057196645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/678032261057196645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/08/couldnt-understand-why-did-my-best-and.html' title='. Forsake .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RtAZPgkdyOI/AAAAAAAAABA/uu2yQUFsv6E/s72-c/04042007638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-5322009184233254249</id><published>2007-08-23T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:44:55.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Troubles .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;it all started so fine and went so smooth&lt;br /&gt;all fights easily solved this love was bullet proof&lt;br /&gt;spinning every nite and turning in with a big smile&lt;br /&gt;kissing and hugging, endless lovin all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it came to a slow halt&lt;br /&gt;honeymoon period's over, now comes all the nasty fault&lt;br /&gt;troubles overloading, it never seemed to stop&lt;br /&gt;one doubt cleared, but another will just pop&lt;br /&gt;how long can i stand, any longer and i mite drop&lt;br /&gt;but this is reality, u have to play to stay on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fact i can't deny is i soo miss d old u&lt;br /&gt;d one who kept me strong and never feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;sadly it changed so fast, we're no longer a sticky glue&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to make things work but something's just amiss&lt;br /&gt;could it be we lost touch of that special kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all we can do is have a lil consistency&lt;br /&gt;tighten the gap that's portraying so obviously&lt;br /&gt;what happened to all ur words so cheesy?&lt;br /&gt;probably we need a break, somewhere out in d deep blue sea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-5322009184233254249?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/5322009184233254249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=5322009184233254249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5322009184233254249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/5322009184233254249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/08/troubles.html' title='. Troubles .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-7400273136723385609</id><published>2007-02-14T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:15:47.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Valentine!! .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how should i start, where should i begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;getting our presents while cracking our brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or fixing e bike, hot weather making my head pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let's just skip and go to d part that almost made me faint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st u said u had to meet a fren&lt;br /&gt;then u said it was some gangsta meeting u had to attend&lt;br /&gt;made me think "what a way to spend our day man!"&lt;br /&gt;d walk in e garden was peaceful and serene&lt;br /&gt;as we walked deeper, it grew spookier with d chilly wind..&lt;br /&gt;terrified to see an old woman squatting on d grass&lt;br /&gt;lighting up joss sticks as we walked pass&lt;br /&gt;then u suggested we go over&lt;br /&gt;when i turned, d woman was there no longer!!&lt;br /&gt;dragging me to go take a peek&lt;br /&gt;what i saw made my knees go weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RdSpqdoAGsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FtMJqmnnfho/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031833230651693762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RdSpqdoAGsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FtMJqmnnfho/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a mat was laid with 2plates of spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;candles all alround, seemed like those romantic love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;d 'joss stick' i claimed was actually a bottle of ice-lemon tea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after eating we laid on the mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kept pinching ur tummy which u alws said was fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we gazed at the stars &amp;amp; made figures outta clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at that point of time u seemed to clear all my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;our candlelit dinner ended so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;den u rode to 7-11 to buy my favourite ice-cream mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;baby with u i'll never have time to reminisce bout d past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you give me something that makes me think we can last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never have i experienced this my whole 18years&lt;br /&gt;what he did really moved me to tears&lt;br /&gt;felt as though i was in another world&lt;br /&gt;that shy stare and smile still makes my heart twirl&lt;br /&gt;all these were once just my fantasization&lt;br /&gt;but today it all came true, no longer fiction&lt;br /&gt;d night before i made a silly accusation&lt;br /&gt;do u accept my apology, filled with sincerity &amp;amp; passion?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-7400273136723385609?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/7400273136723385609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=7400273136723385609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7400273136723385609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7400273136723385609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentine.html' title='. Valentine!! .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RdSpqdoAGsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FtMJqmnnfho/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-7045011682883989576</id><published>2007-01-21T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:46:06.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. 4 u bitches! .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RbN6mh-1K4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YEqo3thKYmI/s1600-h/all+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022492811823754114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RbN6mh-1K4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YEqo3thKYmI/s320/all+toilet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Friends are Forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys are Whatever?!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Cinder! she's good in spreading world peace ,&lt;br /&gt;yet innocently got hooked by Fahmy's kiss .&lt;br /&gt;Belle's tryin hard to please her beast&lt;br /&gt;cooking for him meals, giving him a big feast..&lt;br /&gt;Aurora is known as Sleeping Beauty&lt;br /&gt;decades of sleeping has made her turn so so smelly!&lt;br /&gt;Ariel's the fish who loves to dance&lt;br /&gt;from r&amp;amp;b to hiphop, soon gonna be trance..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 4 bitches alws appear so happy&lt;br /&gt;but i know deep inside some are hurting badly&lt;br /&gt;one hopes for a savior who'd keep her company&lt;br /&gt;d other wants to move on, yet there's just too many memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without those cheeky 4&lt;br /&gt;lessons in school would have been sucha bore&lt;br /&gt;entertaining each other with gossip and joke&lt;br /&gt;bitching bout the other til one can get choke!&lt;br /&gt;guys, dudes, hunks were our top priority&lt;br /&gt;updating ourselves daily in that little blue diary&lt;br /&gt;how unforgettable to be once known as 'khanatalookady'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies so fast and now we're turning 18&lt;br /&gt;izza's legal soon, but pls dont let a man go inbetween!&lt;br /&gt;now til forever i'll remember u princesses&lt;br /&gt;wish u find ur prince, and attain everlasting happiness!!&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/20865089-7045011682883989576?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/7045011682883989576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=7045011682883989576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7045011682883989576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7045011682883989576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/4-u-bitches.html' title='. 4 u bitches! .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sgTerTHNva4/RbN6mh-1K4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YEqo3thKYmI/s72-c/all+toilet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-7553194707689949643</id><published>2007-01-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:46:22.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: hahaha! ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;one to another now it's my fren ur after&lt;br /&gt;i do remember clearly u said u'd love to screw her&lt;br /&gt;she's a bimbo and ur a despo&lt;br /&gt;sucha sweet pair of 'innocent' cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong cos i'm not jealous,&lt;br /&gt;it's just her attitude that makes me wanna puke,&lt;br /&gt;u guys wanna lie yet can b so careless,&lt;br /&gt;walls have eyes, turn around and take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat ya gonna do mister self-proclaimed player&lt;br /&gt;get her hole and hunt for another?&lt;br /&gt;if u need my help in finding a whore&lt;br /&gt;gimme a ring, i'll give u numbers for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a pity u tried so hard to please me&lt;br /&gt;wannabe playa? u'll alws be nerdy&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i'm living my life happily.&lt;br /&gt;don't need u to cause destruction&lt;br /&gt;u alws pretend to come up with some complication&lt;br /&gt;what's those msges for today? u want some admiration?&lt;br /&gt;go to 98.7 and make a dedication..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-7553194707689949643?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/7553194707689949643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=7553194707689949643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7553194707689949643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7553194707689949643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/hahaha.html' title=':: hahaha! ::'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-3184570418539899313</id><published>2007-01-18T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:46:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Get Lost .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;enough of those messages&lt;br /&gt;enough of those threats&lt;br /&gt;ur becoming so ruthless&lt;br /&gt;ur becoming like those jerky brats.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need ur calls, neither ur sympathy&lt;br /&gt;pls remember i chose to leave u, not u leave me!&lt;br /&gt;when someone's around u tend to neglect&lt;br /&gt;when we reconciliate, u'll never sit and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;now we're through, we're over and done&lt;br /&gt;now u can roam, have all ur filthy fun.&lt;br /&gt;dont call me a whore when ur a fucking male cunt.&lt;br /&gt;dont bicker with me when all ur statements are blunt.&lt;br /&gt;don't always say i like to 'jual mahal'&lt;br /&gt;cos the truth is that ur just a 'jantan sundal'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-3184570418539899313?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/3184570418539899313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=3184570418539899313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3184570418539899313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/3184570418539899313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-lost.html' title='. Get Lost .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-8713849185100038580</id><published>2007-01-17T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:47:20.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. You &amp; Me .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The time i went to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;my mind was all just "baby come and save me'&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a nudge, with his usual sad stare&lt;br /&gt;but now i no longer find the feeling that was once there&lt;br /&gt;each smile he gave, each touch of his&lt;br /&gt;made me justify it was u that i truely miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that day itself we headed to esplanade&lt;br /&gt;walked past streets and shadows slowly began to fade..&lt;br /&gt;had a chat by the singapore river,&lt;br /&gt;kept tinking to myself, are u just another player?&lt;br /&gt;i cud tell u were shy, and so was i..&lt;br /&gt;all i did was to gaze at the sky scrapers up high..&lt;br /&gt;the wind was chilly&lt;br /&gt;i pictured u hugging me tightly&lt;br /&gt;giving me a warm embrace with ur kisses so tenderly..&lt;br /&gt;none of it happened that night&lt;br /&gt;from this can i assume that doralin was right?&lt;br /&gt;it's so pleasant for a sweet talker not to behave intimately&lt;br /&gt;so unlike those typical dudes above twenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, again the wind was chilly&lt;br /&gt;i held on tight as u sped across the P.I.E&lt;br /&gt;now i pictured us driving to J.B.&lt;br /&gt;long long highway, just you and me...&lt;br /&gt;but it all came to a halt when i saw "Bedok Reservoir"&lt;br /&gt;this meant that i couldn't imagine some more!&lt;br /&gt;now my mind is still contemplating if its all for real&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be positive, but i guess perhaps it's gonna fail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-8713849185100038580?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/8713849185100038580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=8713849185100038580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8713849185100038580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/8713849185100038580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-me.html' title='. You &amp; Me .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-7731367391543810683</id><published>2007-01-17T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:47:35.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: So True!!! ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;You are emotional and intense.&lt;br /&gt;When involved in a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;you throw ur entire being into it.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred.&lt;br /&gt;You are all-consuming and crave for someone who is equally passionate and intense.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in total freedon.&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to try anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Your supply of energy is in exhaustible.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate.&lt;br /&gt;You also enjoy mothering your mate.&lt;br /&gt;You often have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You are very imaginative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthdate(16):&lt;br /&gt;U alws follow the good and the right instead of following ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, ur a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;U care for every word people say aobut u.&lt;br /&gt;U often seem isolated,&lt;br /&gt;while u are, by nature, curious &amp;amp; a dreamer who is ready to get over the edge to make ur dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;Your love,&lt;br /&gt;u often fall in love with a person who is much different from u, in age and other aspects.&lt;br /&gt;Ur relationship grows on frenship,&lt;br /&gt;Love at 1st sight is not ur style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-7731367391543810683?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/7731367391543810683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=7731367391543810683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7731367391543810683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/7731367391543810683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-true.html' title=':: So True!!! ::'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-4134557047005950808</id><published>2007-01-16T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:47:02.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: It's All Over ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;mister happy go lucky&lt;br /&gt;always taking things way to easy..&lt;br /&gt;all that big/little words u've promised..&lt;br /&gt;when has that ever been accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people alws thought we were inseparable;&lt;br /&gt;thought no matter what happens we can make it possible&lt;br /&gt;but the quantity of ur equivocations are just incalculable..&lt;br /&gt;now u should be happy that i pushed the 'stop' button&lt;br /&gt;pls dont call, reconcilliating will only make the same shit happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-4134557047005950808?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/4134557047005950808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=4134557047005950808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4134557047005950808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/4134557047005950808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-all-over.html' title=':: It&apos;s All Over ::'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-1755956563032565386</id><published>2007-01-16T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:47:51.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Moved On ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;start of our relationship was hardly polished&lt;br /&gt;later part was fully sprinkled with garnish&lt;br /&gt;2years together was indeed to be cherished&lt;br /&gt;but bcos of ur 'tales', u made it perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and over all i felt was so sorry&lt;br /&gt;took u back after ur endless apology&lt;br /&gt;further assuring me not to ever worry&lt;br /&gt;hey, dont ever think u won all the glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few weeks my feelings were already fading&lt;br /&gt;my heart was totally shagged&lt;br /&gt;no room for any more loving&lt;br /&gt;absolutely didn't want to be tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came along this beautiful stranger&lt;br /&gt;making every single day congested with zest&amp;amp;laughter&lt;br /&gt;filling up my life with almost complete love and tender&lt;br /&gt;made me move on, forgetting all bout that fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer to ur question u inquired earlier?&lt;br /&gt;i do wanna go to the place that would only make me happier&lt;br /&gt;one problem is, are we really in this together?&lt;br /&gt;pardon me, i can be quite a big dreamer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-1755956563032565386?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/1755956563032565386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=1755956563032565386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1755956563032565386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/1755956563032565386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/moved-on.html' title=':: Moved On ::'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-116887653045613917</id><published>2007-01-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:48:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Country Pumpkin ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;this is bout a guy who's a complete sweet talker&lt;br /&gt;ever since the first chat, he had words coated with sugar.&lt;br /&gt;for the start i found it normal &amp;amp; didn't really bother&lt;br /&gt;but now it seems i'm getting attracted to that bomber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time at the gig was so short yet memorable&lt;br /&gt;first smile u gave me, oh so unforgettable!&lt;br /&gt;that reek of liquor made me wanna move closer to ur lip&lt;br /&gt;when u kissed, it felt like my heart did a back-flip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i felt this way&lt;br /&gt;now my soul longs for u to stay&lt;br /&gt;with u around i'll never go astray&lt;br /&gt;what bout u? this, we'll save it for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u take weezie for a ride round the country yard&lt;br /&gt;i'll be home cooking, (no pork no lard).&lt;br /&gt;jokes of imma uptown girl, u d country boy&lt;br /&gt;what i wonder is, are u gon treat me as ur toy?&lt;br /&gt;cant be so naive&lt;br /&gt;a man's word is always set out to decieve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said u can be my hero baby?&lt;br /&gt;so which would ours be eventually,&lt;br /&gt;my 'Walk To Remember" or your "Never Ending Story"....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-116887653045613917?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/116887653045613917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=116887653045613917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/116887653045613917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/116887653045613917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2007/01/country-pumpkin.html' title=':: Country Pumpkin ::'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-114414918982966689</id><published>2006-04-04T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:48:34.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Those Words .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"bruised and battered by those words&lt;br /&gt;dazed and shattered now it hurts"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched u go soundly to sleep&lt;br /&gt;deep down i knew ur the man i wanted to keep&lt;br /&gt;wondrous moments with u i had&lt;br /&gt;countless memories of us we've shared&lt;br /&gt;our second year was just a month away&lt;br /&gt;even had plans what to give u on that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sad to say, u went astray&lt;br /&gt;u mentioned in the poem i alws wanted time out&lt;br /&gt;there, the reason for my continuous doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as my love was fallin deeper&lt;br /&gt;all those words made me drown right into the water&lt;br /&gt;how i felt? u'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;all i know is our game of love just gotta end&lt;br /&gt;only pain and outrage was left in the conclusion&lt;br /&gt;all because of your uncontrolled limitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll swear to change; there's only u in my heart"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say this is another piece of ur junk remark?&lt;br /&gt;which of ur words am i supposed to consider&lt;br /&gt;cos to me, ur one big bad liar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u wanna show me ur love and affection&lt;br /&gt;wanna give me big surprises and attention&lt;br /&gt;why must u do this after we're over?&lt;br /&gt;why couldn't u just start a lil earlier?&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;em&gt;regret&lt;/em&gt; the only excuse u can give?&lt;br /&gt;tell me something new, instead of causing me more grief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-114414918982966689?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/114414918982966689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=114414918982966689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/114414918982966689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/114414918982966689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/04/those-words.html' title='. Those Words .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-114164789562409022</id><published>2006-03-06T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:48:49.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Long Time .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I love you more than words can say&lt;br /&gt;the feeling just gets deeper day by day.&lt;br /&gt;the start of us was rocky with sadness&lt;br /&gt;d new us now is so loving, filled with happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could make a wish of Love&lt;br /&gt;i'd wish will last til we reach d heavens above&lt;br /&gt;look at me with that heartmelting stare&lt;br /&gt;promise u'll shower me with tender, love &amp;amp; care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd Sept 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-114164789562409022?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/114164789562409022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=114164789562409022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/114164789562409022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/114164789562409022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-time.html' title='. Long Time .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113982818250260816</id><published>2006-02-13T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:49:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Valentines .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Valentine's here again like every year&lt;br /&gt;this time round i wont write u any long letter&lt;br /&gt;in this short poem i'll roughly summarize,&lt;br /&gt;tryta keep it sweet without too many lies..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt ur unromantic and kinda boring&lt;br /&gt;but times with u are alws so enjoying&lt;br /&gt;behave like a clown to keep me entertain&lt;br /&gt;tickles me so roughly,wanting me to go insane&lt;br /&gt;thou our love's not so divine,&lt;br /&gt;but u make me feel like i'm on cloud nine..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched u put on all the kilo&lt;br /&gt;and now ur looking just like a hippo&lt;br /&gt;alws making fun of your extra tyres&lt;br /&gt;still u should that ur my dearest..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113982818250260816?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113982818250260816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113982818250260816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113982818250260816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113982818250260816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines.html' title='. Valentines .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113923445029639504</id><published>2006-02-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:50:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Regret .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh God pls get me outta this mess&lt;br /&gt;to u i pray, to u i confess&lt;br /&gt;Too many sins i've already committed&lt;br /&gt;this is a big one, i'm so scared i'd get convicted&lt;br /&gt;at first it was just child's play&lt;br /&gt;eventually it turned to be my greatest dismay&lt;br /&gt;Never once did i think bout the consequences&lt;br /&gt;now i'm helplessly lying with a guilty conscience&lt;br /&gt;Things are really gettin out of control&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna waste my life locked up in a dark hole!!&lt;br /&gt;am i really too late for regret?&lt;br /&gt;pray things turn fine, go to slp and dont fret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113923445029639504?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113923445029639504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113923445029639504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113923445029639504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113923445029639504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/02/regret.html' title='. Regret .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113915446214721746</id><published>2006-02-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:50:39.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. My Boyfriend .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's time i write something good about you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if i do that, only part of it would be true...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've a boyfriend who's kinda gay&lt;br /&gt;has hair texture that looks like hay&lt;br /&gt;he may be a pain and a total irritant&lt;br /&gt;but without him around life's just so unpleasant&lt;br /&gt;telling me jokes which none i find funny&lt;br /&gt;making my day with that foolish smiley&lt;br /&gt;just one wrong word and he'll activate my anger alarm&lt;br /&gt;endless pacifying and i'll b back in his arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;where else can i find another man so understanding&lt;br /&gt;keeps me warm whenever we're sleeping&lt;br /&gt;brings me water in the wee hours of morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;be my punching bag each time i'm fuming&lt;br /&gt;always give in whenever we're quarrelling&lt;br /&gt;never ever touched me though i seem to be abusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are all these the truth or am i just faking?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know myself, i'm still in d midst of exploring....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113915446214721746?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113915446214721746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113915446214721746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113915446214721746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113915446214721746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-boyfriend.html' title='. My Boyfriend .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113914944433362783</id><published>2006-02-05T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:50:53.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Dont Need U .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Wanted u as my short term companion,&lt;br /&gt;accompany me thru this period of boredom&lt;br /&gt;Tot u'd b the one i'd leave him for&lt;br /&gt;but gradually found u kinda like a sore&lt;br /&gt;givin me craps and all those sweet nothings&lt;br /&gt;i'm not d type who'd fall for these hummings&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont need u any longer&lt;br /&gt;cos things between us have just got better&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after a few months later&lt;br /&gt;i'll go astray and find another part timer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113914944433362783?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113914944433362783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113914944433362783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113914944433362783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113914944433362783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-need-u.html' title='. Dont Need U .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113768633593247295</id><published>2006-01-19T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:51:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Don't Want You Back .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;been through so much deceiving,&lt;br /&gt;let's get over with it&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont want all that fake loving&lt;br /&gt;dont need that kinda shit..&lt;br /&gt;can't u see we're sinking so much deeper,&lt;br /&gt;or why dont u just open ur fcukin eyes bigger..&lt;br /&gt;think u can get away so easy,&lt;br /&gt;too bad u messed with the wrong &lt;em&gt;baby..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begging me pls as though i give a hack&lt;br /&gt;fcuk u fat jerk, i dont want u back..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113768633593247295?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113768633593247295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113768633593247295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113768633593247295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113768633593247295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-want-you-back.html' title='. Don&apos;t Want You Back .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113742840516030379</id><published>2006-01-16T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:51:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Confusion .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Just to meet u i had to tell so many lies,&lt;br /&gt;feeling so insecure, i see so many fierce eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts flashing through my head,&lt;br /&gt;should i continue or should i back off instead?&lt;br /&gt;Reached the point where i was lost for solution,&lt;br /&gt;tried so hard but couldn't come up with any conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;So many questions i've yet to answer,&lt;br /&gt;too many lies, i don't know why i even bother.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know d tattoos could tell so much about u,&lt;br /&gt;even want ur son to be named fuck yew..!&lt;br /&gt;Skin tear, scarification, all these weird modification,&lt;br /&gt;will soon turn out to be ur greatest creation.&lt;br /&gt;Are we gonna end up just like one of my illusion,&lt;br /&gt;somebody pls help me, i'm in a state of confusion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113742840516030379?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113742840516030379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113742840516030379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113742840516030379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113742840516030379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/01/confusion.html' title='. Confusion .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113732525351725357</id><published>2006-01-15T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:51:49.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Wanna Progress? .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Met this guy somewhere out there,&lt;br /&gt;before i knew it, sparks were flying everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;24 with attitude was what i like,&lt;br /&gt;one sad thing is he hasnt got a bike..&lt;br /&gt;First time i saw him was a little shocked,&lt;br /&gt;second time was melted by d way he talked..&lt;br /&gt;Kisses so tender; face kinda gorgeous,&lt;br /&gt;wanna progress but gotta be very cautious..&lt;br /&gt;One fine night he told me he'll wait,&lt;br /&gt;oh baby come on, it's obviously too fake..&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i could say was,&lt;br /&gt;just let nature take its course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each guy i fling with is always sweeter than d other,&lt;br /&gt;but at d end of d day, i'll still stick to my lover...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113732525351725357?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113732525351725357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113732525351725357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113732525351725357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113732525351725357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/01/wanna-progress.html' title='. Wanna Progress? .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20865089.post-113716429020884308</id><published>2006-01-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:52:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Isit For Real .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Pretender - it's one u never fail to be.&lt;br /&gt;Possesive - is this really in me?&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic - why can't u just be decisive.&lt;br /&gt;Patience - it's something i'll never achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us are world's apart,&lt;br /&gt;always claim i'm buried deep down in ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;is it for real or is it still infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;cos it's been so long and i just dont feel d passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'i'm a total changed man'&lt;/em&gt; u always mention,&lt;br /&gt;but can't u tell what i want is ur attention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20865089-113716429020884308?l=littlewonderss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/feeds/113716429020884308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20865089&amp;postID=113716429020884308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113716429020884308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20865089/posts/default/113716429020884308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlewonderss.blogspot.com/2006/01/isit-for-real.html' title='. Isit For Real .'/><author><name>... UpTown Girl ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01715446697641099588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f37/natalieong/meerstht.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
