<?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-6531353114895227904</id><updated>2011-07-31T15:23:46.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kzy Boi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4741080898885926485</id><published>2010-04-16T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:47:26.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S8iTNgEDLjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4FLxwFIPeXE/s1600/Emo_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S8iTNgEDLjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4FLxwFIPeXE/s320/Emo_love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460776408341229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I letting my guard down unnecessarily without realizing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or am I trying to neglect that option of mine,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever it may be,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being true to myself is just what I got to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awkwardness come between this situations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it is this little things that make the situations somewhat interesting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking chances has its consequences,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no matter how risky it may be,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's only a 50-50  chance that it may turn out your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4741080898885926485?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4741080898885926485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-letting-my-guard-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4741080898885926485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4741080898885926485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-letting-my-guard-down.html' title='true to myself'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S8iTNgEDLjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4FLxwFIPeXE/s72-c/Emo_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6699812346367521670</id><published>2010-02-14T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:37:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S3gRNfZ8StI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TYdQYGMrI-4/s1600-h/peaceout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S3gRNfZ8StI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TYdQYGMrI-4/s320/peaceout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438115473516153554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've last updated, but the point to note now is I'M BACK BABEY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;There's things which I've missed and never really got the chance to portray, but words are hard to describe this feeling. Since I've been away, many things have occurred without my presence. Some of which I'll never know really, unless things slowly pops up here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, I know that my feelings were unsettled before I left, but I've been able to understand the things around me much better from my perspective since I've been away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway enough with the past, what matters now is the present and what's to come in the future. I know I may have changed, but I like the changed in me. It's something new that I've never would discover if not for me being away this long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To everyone out there, wishing you a Happy CNY and Valentines Day... Enjoy the holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6699812346367521670?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6699812346367521670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhile-since-ive-last-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6699812346367521670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6699812346367521670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-awhile-since-ive-last-updated.html' title='happy holidays'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/S3gRNfZ8StI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TYdQYGMrI-4/s72-c/peaceout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8603459509741731279</id><published>2009-11-09T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:42:47.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only u</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been rather long since I last updated my blog, maybe around 2 weeks plus I guess. Sry to those peeps that's been waiting for my update thus far cos was kinda tighted up with work and also other things. But anyway I won't be blogging much today, just that the weather's  here is gonna be single digit soon. I hope i'll be able to survive it without being freeze to death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guessing only time sets the mood for me these days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having only you in my mind just makes me miss all the things that we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No matter, I guess I'll just let my emotions guide me through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my family, I miss my friends but above all I really do miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-8603459509741731279?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8603459509741731279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8603459509741731279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8603459509741731279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-u.html' title='only u'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5712501324975172687</id><published>2009-10-21T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:31:47.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today met up with Rachel at City Hall. She treated me to lunch today as part of her gift before my departure to China for my internship. Before that, we explore around Marina Square before making our way to Orchard Ion where we breeze through shop by shop to see what the new shopping centre has to offer. There were a couple of unnamed stores that may not be familiar  in Singapore or to us but we were not entertained by them cos the items sold were way to pricey for us to even went in to take look.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time spend with her was worthwhile and I kinda need that kind of activity once in awhile to lift my emotions. Not only that, she took random pictures of me with random scenarios which just got her entertained even more than me posing for her, but I don't mind being the centre of attention for her. And after that I went to school for some internship briefing which was utterly a bore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, thanks for your time and company today. You really make my day a whole lot better with your bubbly attitude of yours that just didn't pause for a moment. I guess I did enjoy myself hanging out with you. It was kinda fun to trick you here and there especially with your blur look when I was actually tricking you all this while. You made me laugh and you complimented me too. That I won't forget. Hope to meet up again when I return to Singapore someway in early February. Thank you again. I hope you won't miss me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-5712501324975172687?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5712501324975172687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5712501324975172687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5712501324975172687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-babe.html' title='Thanks babe!'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-971180202570061105</id><published>2009-10-20T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:28:47.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/St35VpLbeCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QcD0IODtSBo/s1600-h/__I__ll_Never_Let_You_Go____by_F_AYN_T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/St35VpLbeCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QcD0IODtSBo/s320/__I__ll_Never_Let_You_Go____by_F_AYN_T.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394742078886082594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm neither sad nor I'm happy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But what I do know is I really do miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't wanna lose you cos you're special to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to take care of you cos its my responsibility,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hug you so that I know you're in safe hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be there for you when you need someone to be with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to make you smile each day so that you'll be blessed with happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I want to love you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&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/6531353114895227904-971180202570061105?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/971180202570061105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/971180202570061105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/971180202570061105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you.html' title='Miss you'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/St35VpLbeCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QcD0IODtSBo/s72-c/__I__ll_Never_Let_You_Go____by_F_AYN_T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4623478813627726954</id><published>2009-10-19T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:47:01.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StxRI3Z6EjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7rTLGZHa6Jk/s1600-h/I_mIss_u_by_vipRoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StxRI3Z6EjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7rTLGZHa6Jk/s320/I_mIss_u_by_vipRoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394275666436428338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's some things that I may not be able to express to you in words cos even without you knowing I'm missing you already. But I guess, I should stay happy and stay positive with each day that comes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are just barely words when you don't believe in it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But some words being said do need the attention of belief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos only then can someone expresses their feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4623478813627726954?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4623478813627726954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-some-things-that-i-may-not-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4623478813627726954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4623478813627726954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-some-things-that-i-may-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StxRI3Z6EjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7rTLGZHa6Jk/s72-c/I_mIss_u_by_vipRoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4485907704242337212</id><published>2009-10-18T00:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T03:08:25.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a smile away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SttXpfyaluI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iG52B2sjd1A/s1600-h/884ad38397e58c23d2d6c67c798ed508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SttXpfyaluI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iG52B2sjd1A/s320/884ad38397e58c23d2d6c67c798ed508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394001349125510882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone wants a perfect love but my love is imperfect. I don't regret it but I love my imperfectness. There's no point to evade or hide from it cos it makes proper sense to love who you've been all this while then to live a lie. Be who you are and accept those people that's been there for you. Life is full of challenges, no matter, at the end of every struggle, there's prone to be an antidote that may lessen the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has always been ever changing and it gets interesting with each challenges that I've encountered. Even though I may have suffered a few drawbacks this couple of months, I still tried my best to cheer myself up by occupying my time with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked my attitude the last few weeks cos not only have I've not been the person that I'm suppose to be, but I've been a heart breaker to some.  That's a part of me that I'm not proud of but I can't erase the things that I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter I've slowly amend my ways and I've been feeling better now. The feeling of blues are  slowly drifting away making way for a much cheerful feeling. I'm smiling again. WOOoo HOOoo!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SttbD086MKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vSEZXNmh-3g/s1600-h/Smile_____by_xDarQax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SttbD086MKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/vSEZXNmh-3g/s320/Smile_____by_xDarQax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394005100018151586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Complications may deceive you and make you break.&lt;br /&gt;But be strong and try to be positive.&lt;br /&gt;Taking time to ponder and smiling away those blues might be an option.&lt;br /&gt;Cos only through those sweet smile can you appreciate what's there to cherish upon.&lt;br /&gt;SO KEEP THAT SMILE ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just smiling away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4485907704242337212?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4485907704242337212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4485907704242337212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4485907704242337212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile.html' title='Just a smile away'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SttXpfyaluI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iG52B2sjd1A/s72-c/884ad38397e58c23d2d6c67c798ed508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7157495438633905232</id><published>2009-10-16T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:26:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sth0GDAn5uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RJk1CrUFUZk/s1600-h/Life_by_glamz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sth0GDAn5uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RJk1CrUFUZk/s320/Life_by_glamz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393188201012127458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is just like a game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either you lose or you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Complications here and there just makes life more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without it,&lt;br /&gt;Life would be so bold and bore.&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming it may be a challenge,&lt;br /&gt;But it's how you overcome it that brings colors to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that life is meaningless if you can't appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7157495438633905232?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7157495438633905232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7157495438633905232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7157495438633905232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sth0GDAn5uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/RJk1CrUFUZk/s72-c/Life_by_glamz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-616765422687075075</id><published>2009-10-12T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:22:34.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story never ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNxhQT9QfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_FxeYy_YCk8/s1600-h/goodbye_by_wiersz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNxhQT9QfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_FxeYy_YCk8/s320/goodbye_by_wiersz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391777995020911090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even though every time it feels like the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing seemed certain to last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things starts to reveal itself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Making sure that the story would never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knowingly, you've always wanted  every second of your life to  be better than the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-616765422687075075?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/616765422687075075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/even-though-every-time-it-feels-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/616765422687075075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/616765422687075075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/even-though-every-time-it-feels-like.html' title='the story never ends'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNxhQT9QfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_FxeYy_YCk8/s72-c/goodbye_by_wiersz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-2610190957300509775</id><published>2009-10-11T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:56:13.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNoSMsyHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DAJUYs-DrM8/s1600-h/c796635736a32aed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNoSMsyHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DAJUYs-DrM8/s320/c796635736a32aed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391767840748608610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever felt whenever you say a goodbye to someone, you don't feel like letting them go just yet. Guess most of you do when you're in love with someone but I'm not just talking about that. I felt that way each time but no matter it's just a feeling that comes when I'm alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's things in my life which you wouldn't understand and I myself couldn't understand myself. But, I've always manage to express it through my writings. Some are published some may not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter, I feel good doing it especially when I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm please to say that I've been feeling better than the past few weeks and I hope this happy feeling will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe all I need is luck to get me by each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So that this feeling in me would last every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-2610190957300509775?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2610190957300509775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2610190957300509775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2610190957300509775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StNoSMsyHGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DAJUYs-DrM8/s72-c/c796635736a32aed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3946271121660404523</id><published>2009-10-10T23:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:03:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other side of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've never regretted what I've said, but sometimes my actions do bothers me. I know I'm not a perfectionist nor am I someone that's popular, but no matter, I've always wanted what's best for the people that I cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StC7oGUgHRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dd9fJeeoAVg/s1600-h/Reflection_by_BlackJack0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StC7oGUgHRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dd9fJeeoAVg/s320/Reflection_by_BlackJack0919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391015051528248594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's another side of me that not many may know of, maybe just those that I've been close with, may know about it. Truthfully, I've always wanted to share this part of me, but not many gals that I've known of, do appreciate it and just misjudge their interpretation about it. I don't blame them, but maybe there's never an opportunity for me to really share my part of the story. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this side of me had made someone that I cared for cried, not once but twice. I'm really sorry to make you cry babe, but all that I've shared with you, I hope its meaningful for you. There's never a day that all I ever wanted was for you to smile cos your smile gives a meaning to who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StC4jnrxUhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RtUkyi6dND8/s1600-h/everyone_needs_love_by_kassieadelaide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StC4jnrxUhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RtUkyi6dND8/s320/everyone_needs_love_by_kassieadelaide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391011676049986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, love the people that care for you cos all they ever wanted is what's best for you. Whenever they're not around, you'll start to miss their presence and start to look back on the memories spending time with them. So be sure to love that special people that truly do care and love you for who you are. Much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6531353114895227904-3946271121660404523?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3946271121660404523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/other-side-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3946271121660404523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3946271121660404523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/other-side-of-life.html' title='the other side of my life'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/StC7oGUgHRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dd9fJeeoAVg/s72-c/Reflection_by_BlackJack0919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5423407892414095937</id><published>2009-10-07T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:00:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE HUGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswrxQJ5VEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ybReUtFbMx4/s1600-h/Free_Hugs_by_immacule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswrxQJ5VEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ybReUtFbMx4/s320/Free_Hugs_by_immacule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389730979205698626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spread the love and hugs peeps. Free hugs for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswuGOzxP6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Enpblq5-tvY/s1600-h/Is_this_Love_by_aNdikapatRya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswuGOzxP6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Enpblq5-tvY/s320/Is_this_Love_by_aNdikapatRya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389733538644967330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Destiny is like building a bridge with the one you love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-5423407892414095937?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5423407892414095937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-hugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5423407892414095937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5423407892414095937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-hugs.html' title='FREE HUGS'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswrxQJ5VEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ybReUtFbMx4/s72-c/Free_Hugs_by_immacule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7184925224025994769</id><published>2009-10-06T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:47:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness  please go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sswo12NIlqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/J32Bp8Fhfvc/s1600-h/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sswo12NIlqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/J32Bp8Fhfvc/s320/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389727759604422306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Been away for quite some time, but so far I've been feeling rather alright. At least I'm not feeling too depressed. Just kinda miss someone right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever loneliness creeps in during this holidays, I just hope someone could be beside me and make me smile just like how I make people smile. Be there to give me a hug when I really need to or be there for me to share my deepest thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswpdG-vDBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3jmIEdvKDlY/s1600-h/free_hugs_by_imbacile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswpdG-vDBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3jmIEdvKDlY/s320/free_hugs_by_imbacile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389728434122329106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyway, to those peeps that's been feeling rather gloomy this couple of days or weeks, may you overcome this gloomy state and see each day as a blessing for you to recuperate your feelings. Here's a hug from me to those peeps so as to lessen the gloom that they've been feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswquARdF8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5Sd7auCVdPk/s1600-h/3e91a76263356ac06197a6b0476a1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SswquARdF8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5Sd7auCVdPk/s320/3e91a76263356ac06197a6b0476a1641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389729823891199938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though each day may be a struggle for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never break that smile that you've longed wanted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7184925224025994769?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7184925224025994769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/loneliness-please-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7184925224025994769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7184925224025994769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/loneliness-please-go-away.html' title='loneliness  please go away'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sswo12NIlqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/J32Bp8Fhfvc/s72-c/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3222688909987508146</id><published>2009-10-02T19:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:30:56.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;First and for most, I would like to thank my fellow peeps for being there for me and trying to cheer me up when I was feeling down. Really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I won't be back tracking back towards how I felt the other day, but I'll try my best to cheer myself up and smile from now on. I'm sure I'll be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to the peeps that cared for me and been there for me. Spread the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SshNQ9zeFfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nB0Hj8scMj4/s1600-h/chill_out__by_julkusiowa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SshNQ9zeFfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nB0Hj8scMj4/s320/chill_out__by_julkusiowa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388641908012488178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah we've had our ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But we've always worked them out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe am I ever glad we've got this far now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm lying her tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I was by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-3222688909987508146?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3222688909987508146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3222688909987508146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3222688909987508146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SshNQ9zeFfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nB0Hj8scMj4/s72-c/chill_out__by_julkusiowa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4070382911544836233</id><published>2009-09-30T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:57:51.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A chance or maybe a glimmer of hope, is what Silly Boy really needs right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly it might have seemed, but lately my character hasn't been much of myself lately. I've not been going out, not be chatting with my peeps, not been feeling right and not been eating much. I don't know why I'm in such a state but I just hope I'll be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, I know crying does help to relieve your emotions but I know crying alone doesn't really solve the situation that I'm in. So, I just got to tell myself that I'll be able to pull through with it and start to be my ordinary self again. Being happy with what I have and enjoy this few holidays to the fullest. I hope I'll be able to. So peeps please do drag me along. I'm in desperate need of going out cos this holidays has been a bore for me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the smartest thing to forget you but we just can't seemed to get it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as I've known I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway whatever happens, I just hope for the best and even though you may not be by my side, I just hope you're be happy enjoying every moment of your life with or without me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you're not the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the more I want you here with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4070382911544836233?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4070382911544836233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4070382911544836233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4070382911544836233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/chance.html' title='A chance'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7893223394278564346</id><published>2009-09-26T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:51:52.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy been having the snizzles this few days, hope I'll recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having random feelings this days and nothing has  been lifting my mood lately. Feeling rather lonely and this suxs BIG TIME. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way either but nothing's been filling up this void that I'm feeling. There's someone that I've been thinking lately but never thought that I 'll actually fallen for till today but whatever it is I just hope everything's going alright for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to prove besides telling her how I feel but I believe she deserves someone better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone that takes care of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that can wipe her tears when she cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that knows how she feels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that she can be with and depend on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that loves her company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that hugs her whenever or where ever she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone that loves her more than she loves him. Someone that appreciates her for who she is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I just don't know what I'm gonna do.. Haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry that I've fallen for you. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7893223394278564346?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7893223394278564346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7893223394278564346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7893223394278564346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6214847971748063488</id><published>2009-09-23T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:29:37.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ignore my previous posting, something came up and it made me feel that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing through the path that I have taken thus far, I've began to realize that, even though I might felt unappreciated from what I've done, some of the people that I've been with, did change me one way or another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once asked me why aren't I'm in a relationship just yet. The answer is as simple as I've not find that someone that love me for who I am truly. I've share a part of who I truly am to only some, cos to me they deserved to know my true self.  Anyway, I'm in no rush to be in a relationship and I'll just let time sets its toll until I find my true love once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that no one cared about me or even loved me.  Maybe I've been feeling that way cos I just felt the lack of being loved. But just a few days back, someone did made me believe that people do care and love me. No matter, without knowing my eyes starts to get watery.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant what I've said about you and keep in mind that no matter I'll be here for you babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuma kenanganmu yang dapat mencantumi hatiku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6214847971748063488?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6214847971748063488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/ignore-my-previous-posting-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6214847971748063488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6214847971748063488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/ignore-my-previous-posting-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7365391798600811810</id><published>2009-09-23T14:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:21:32.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SrnJ2EOwY5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ERBvVe4m7TI/s1600-h/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SrnJ2EOwY5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ERBvVe4m7TI/s320/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384556760183890834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once known to be dependable by people,&lt;br /&gt;But at long last the journey ends here without much recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Somehow you wouldn't know what I've been through all this while,&lt;br /&gt;but I guess its best if it were left untold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7365391798600811810?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7365391798600811810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/dependable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7365391798600811810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7365391798600811810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/dependable.html' title='Dependable'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SrnJ2EOwY5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ERBvVe4m7TI/s72-c/The_Sad_Clown_by_damngood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7523417831543164016</id><published>2009-09-21T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:22:47.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kepada semua muslimin dan muslimah, selamat menyambut Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Semoga Hari Raya ini merupakan hari yang penuh kesyukuran, kemaafan dan ketenangan di sisi muslim di dunia ini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from my previous post, I wasn't really feeling at the right mood for the festive season maybe just at down side at times, but as the day goes by, my mood slowly increases. To me, Hari Raya is not all about getting green packets or eating the delicacies but it's also about asking for forgiveness from your fellow family members. And that to me is an important part of Hari Raya. Forgiving one another makes someone feel at peace not only to themselves but also to the person that their forgiving. What ever it may be, it is a special sight to see everyone being together and celebrate this auspicious day as a family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda surprise to get a text from you on Hari Raya but you did kinda kick start my day of joy for the rest of the day. You made me realize that I should be happy on this special day and I would like to thank you for being there for me. I didn't know you actually read through my blog but anyway I do appreciate having you as a friend and no matter I just hope you'll be alright too even though it'll take awhile. Thanks babe. Love you. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7523417831543164016?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7523417831543164016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7523417831543164016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7523417831543164016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6723734946238073892</id><published>2009-09-18T04:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:23:18.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shag-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shag-ness is slowly creeping into my body. This few days have been a rather hectic week for me, not to mention having to do chores around and not having enough rest to compensate all those chores. But whatever it is, it's all in day's job and I'm sure I'll be able to pull through with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what I've been doing lately....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic house chores  is what kick start my day after waking up late AGAIN. Been rather tired this days but no matter, I still did my routine workout just to ease that temptation of slackness in me. After breaking fast alone, waited for my parents to reach home which was utterly long before going to my grandparents hse (Mom side)  to slack... naahhhh... You wish!! To clean up of coz. Firstly I had to change the curtain in the living room, the kitchen and also my grdma's rm. Next, to change the carpet in the living room plus keeping the place nice and appealing to the eyes. Before long, we left home and I tug in for bed straightaway cos my eyes are killing me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up feeling lethargic,  mom asked me to accompany her for groceries shopping. So I accompany her and we went home having to take the NTUC trolley back to our hse cos there were just too many things to be carried and 4 hands weren't enough to carry all that groceries. Anyway, right after that there was no rest for me though cos I got to paint my room. Even though I was tired and fasting, I just persevere and started painting away. It was kinda tedious at first, but it flows smoothly as I proceed on. I thought I had my day off for the day but I was wrong again, right after break fast, my parents &amp;amp; I went to my grddad's hse (Dad's side) to clean up and I did the same routine as the day before. Back from grddad's hse, did some decoration outside of the hse before tugging myself to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's basically it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm gonna be busy the next few days but I'll update when I'm free. Toodles peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being occupied with task just takes my mind of you, but whenever I'm alone I still think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All I ever wanted was for the best and it's best that you'll never know cause I don't want to complicate things. Only you know how much I care and love. And I didn't meant it to be this way either. So I just got to let go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silly Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6723734946238073892?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6723734946238073892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/shag-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6723734946238073892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6723734946238073892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/shag-ness.html' title='Shag-ness'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6124202886760314371</id><published>2009-09-16T04:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:40:13.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my empty feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If everything in life were ever to be that simple, everyone would be making the most of life and life wouldn't be as interesting and complicate as it is to be. People around may misjudge a simple time alone being stereotype as 'emo' but the fact is do you even know what the person is going through to be classified them as that. You think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself time and again that as far as I did, I didn't want to have interest in you but no matter how I deny, I still think of you each time. At the moment, all I want is maybe some company so as to take this quiet and empty feeling in my heart. Maybe not being out that often have made me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Marina with Rina yesterday to meet up after such a long time and it did ease my feeling a little even though didn't do much except just chatted here and there. I'm sorry Rina but I hope you enjoy yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even though Hari Raya maybe just be a few days away, I just don't feel that excited no more like I used to when I was younger.  Maybe as you get older, you tend to see things in a much different perspective. Maybe so maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I want is for everything to be what it used to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just being blessed with happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6124202886760314371?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6124202886760314371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-everything-in-life-were-ever-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6124202886760314371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6124202886760314371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-everything-in-life-were-ever-to-be.html' title='my empty feeling'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-473488569700199388</id><published>2009-09-14T22:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:57:16.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1m16nx7Zqm0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GOnoz-f43RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GOnoz-f43RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-473488569700199388?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/473488569700199388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoy-peeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/473488569700199388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/473488569700199388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoy-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-1480116850112569803</id><published>2009-09-12T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:10:30.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a drag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SqS0z2JddzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAVA6Q6CAKU/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SqS0z2JddzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAVA6Q6CAKU/s320/DSC00193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378622657788737330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Been doing much thinking lately about the things around me. Some are good some aren't. Anyway things relating to you, I've left it behind me and just letting the pieces fill in by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Been out and spending on lots of things lately from shirts, shoes and etc... but I should stop spending those bucks and start saving again. I hope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In summary this week has been a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SHAGGED&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEJECTED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-1480116850112569803?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1480116850112569803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-drag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1480116850112569803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1480116850112569803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-drag.html' title='it&apos;s been a drag'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SqS0z2JddzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jAVA6Q6CAKU/s72-c/DSC00193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6053862380473212819</id><published>2009-09-02T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:15:34.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is Love By Parachute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I've been beaten down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I've been kicked around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But she takes it all for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And I lost my faith, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;In my darkest days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;But she makes me want to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is love, and she is all I need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She's all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Well I had my ways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They were all in vain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And she waited patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It was all the same, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;All my pride and shame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And she put me on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is love, and she is all I need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And when that world slows down, dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And when those stars burn out, here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oh she'll be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes she'll be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They call her love, love, love, love, love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is love, and she is all I need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is love, and she is all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is love, and she is all I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6053862380473212819?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6053862380473212819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-is-love-by-parachute-ive-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6053862380473212819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6053862380473212819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-is-love-by-parachute-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-1700284503413131679</id><published>2009-09-02T16:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:53:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pixs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some random pictures that happen to catch my eyes lately. Enjoy peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4rdFrpB3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VdvIKI18tuc/s1600-h/ipodpics092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4rdFrpB3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VdvIKI18tuc/s320/ipodpics092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782783868372850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's got to be some nasty stuff down there.. I wonder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4roYqJZDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dk99p55JcSU/s1600-h/bensbackgroundmyspace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4roYqJZDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dk99p55JcSU/s320/bensbackgroundmyspace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782977940939826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;preschool rockz if you get what I mean from that expression..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4umDxEDKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6qG-6B3N_8w/s1600-h/chatrooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4umDxEDKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6qG-6B3N_8w/s320/chatrooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376786236507950242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll never know who you're chattin' with... so always be careful... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and last but not least....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4wQ9-zFJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fN5K8hQaWnk/s1600-h/funny9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 71px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4wQ9-zFJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fN5K8hQaWnk/s320/funny9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376788073200948370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooopsy.. if dats ever true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-1700284503413131679?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1700284503413131679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-random-pictures-that-happen-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1700284503413131679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1700284503413131679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-random-pictures-that-happen-to.html' title='Random pixs'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sp4rdFrpB3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VdvIKI18tuc/s72-c/ipodpics092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4444884346910624095</id><published>2009-08-31T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T05:42:34.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionally inconsolable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SprsbNITLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8LHlj81dL8I/s1600-h/Heart_Broken__Heal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SprsbNITLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8LHlj81dL8I/s320/Heart_Broken__Heal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375869057345203250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone actually cared more for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone actually had fallen for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone actually loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't realize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its too late to make amendments.&lt;br /&gt;Cos you've made that someone emotionally inconsolable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cheerios &amp;amp; may joy brings smile to everyone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4444884346910624095?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4444884346910624095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/emotionally-inconsolable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4444884346910624095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4444884346910624095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/emotionally-inconsolable.html' title='emotionally inconsolable'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SprsbNITLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8LHlj81dL8I/s72-c/Heart_Broken__Heal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-1712752968844065601</id><published>2009-08-28T17:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T05:55:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just some songs that just resembles what I feel thus far. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fut0AvLYvKU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fut0AvLYvKU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpBjJ0dp2mc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpBjJ0dp2mc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-1712752968844065601?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1712752968844065601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1712752968844065601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1712752968844065601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-me-away.html' title='take me away'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-664911733270982046</id><published>2009-08-25T23:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:26:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>much love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQDlY95J1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ml3AtZYZY6Q/s1600-h/AZN7wsuV4q2jxyjakcPvjy3Po1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQDlY95J1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ml3AtZYZY6Q/s320/AZN7wsuV4q2jxyjakcPvjy3Po1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373924196251936594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart beats for you but you're way to blind to notice it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's so much more that I can tell you but time isn't in my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So please don't feel bad for me cos I want you to be happy with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright so long as you're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQDy2cIoEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kQDWB7yJ6mA/s1600-h/z70377066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQDy2cIoEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kQDWB7yJ6mA/s320/z70377066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373924427501707330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last night I took one look at you in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I would rather let it be the way it is cos I appreciate the thing that we have.&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, words can never express how much I've missed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things around you may have change, but no matter I'm still here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whether it's complicated or not, you could tell me anything and I'll listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I guess I'll go with whatever life takes me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And be in the shadows of your limelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQEATQVFFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8yYQ8445SSo/s1600-h/girl21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQEATQVFFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8yYQ8445SSo/s320/girl21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373924658575119442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The truth is I post whatever I feel and if I may be at the downside lately maybe its just that I have things on my mind. But thanks for the concern. Anyway I've not been out lately maybe cos I've been waking up late each day or maybe there's no plans just yet. But its still the holidays for me so lots of quality time to slack for me. Wooo Hooo!!! Anyway to those that still having their exams, study smart and all the best for the papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone wants to be love or to be in love this days but love is never an easy issue to get involve with. But whatever it is, love is uniquely special in every way possible. I see love as an opportunity for people to meet, communicate, appreciate love and spending the time with the opposite counterpart. So people do need love in life so that they could appreciate how people care and feel for another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway no matter how hard complications in life, never give up hope and just believe in yourself and know that there's people out there that do care about how you feel. Much love to those that may be going through tough times and hope everything's going to be fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just smiling back at you with much love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-664911733270982046?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/664911733270982046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-heart-beats-for-you-but-youre-way-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/664911733270982046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/664911733270982046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-heart-beats-for-you-but-youre-way-to.html' title='much love'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SpQDlY95J1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ml3AtZYZY6Q/s72-c/AZN7wsuV4q2jxyjakcPvjy3Po1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-957143272371604450</id><published>2009-08-20T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:51:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So0-rZPjL6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/AK1I0W53e7Y/s1600-h/quietwish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So0-rZPjL6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/AK1I0W53e7Y/s320/quietwish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372018845754273698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So people please don't assume someone by the exterior and never judge someone cos no one's perfect and through this imperfection it makes them special in their own ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway here's something I've got to express...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you're alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be your shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you wanna cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be your shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you wanna hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be your pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you need to be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But anytime you need a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll just be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don't worry cos I'll be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;So cheer up cos I know you'll capable of it.&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-957143272371604450?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/957143272371604450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-people-please-dont-assume-someone-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/957143272371604450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/957143272371604450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-people-please-dont-assume-someone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So0-rZPjL6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/AK1I0W53e7Y/s72-c/quietwish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5778787085553540524</id><published>2009-08-20T19:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:53:26.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So09QAOVTXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n3JSIY2nGb4/s1600-h/cute-2-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So09QAOVTXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n3JSIY2nGb4/s320/cute-2-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372017275670187378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-5778787085553540524?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5778787085553540524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/kz-khaz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5778787085553540524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5778787085553540524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/kz-khaz.html' title='Randoming'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/So09QAOVTXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n3JSIY2nGb4/s72-c/cute-2-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7429109286333855458</id><published>2009-08-18T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:28:24.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Soqq33Djw_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/NC8e7J82FjY/s1600-h/yoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Soqq33Djw_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/NC8e7J82FjY/s320/yoyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371293382241141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture perfect you might ask, but what's there to be taken when its all never a reality. Everything just isn't what it seems anymore. There's nothing much that can be done except accepting the reality even though deep down, you wish that everything would turned out to be what you dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one really knows what I've gone through lately, cos I've kept it all this while without much consideration of what I actual felt. Letting it go isn't much of a help either cos pictures of you just captures in my mind while you're still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you'll understand, what I've got to share with you all this while. I never had the chance to share how I felt all this while so I've kept some and let go some other without much guidance from anyone. You've make me think of someone wonderful but I can't picture that someone, besides you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I can't be close but I try my best to reach you, whenever or where ever you might be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suppose that missing you all this while was the reason for me being this way lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7429109286333855458?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7429109286333855458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/picture-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7429109286333855458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7429109286333855458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture Perfect'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Soqq33Djw_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/NC8e7J82FjY/s72-c/yoyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3178703593106201320</id><published>2009-08-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:44:37.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you waited thus far for me cos all I know of is that you've move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said it yourself that I too need to move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to be happy that's why I've drifted further as time passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I've been the cause for you to be hurt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean no ones perfect in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm not that superb kinda guy that you've dream to be with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still kept those memories of you in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just want what's best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again, I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-3178703593106201320?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3178703593106201320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-didnt-know-you-waited-thus-far-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3178703593106201320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3178703593106201320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-didnt-know-you-waited-thus-far-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4307100069874727516</id><published>2009-08-09T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:08:57.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My anonymous heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If only time can never erase,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't have left you be on your own crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I want to be there to hold your hand and wipe those tears away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that everything's gonna be alright for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To me all the thing she does is beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos its always has been you and nothing more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you each night before going to bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enhances how much I've been missing you thus far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-4307100069874727516?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4307100069874727516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-anonymous-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4307100069874727516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4307100069874727516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-anonymous-heart.html' title='My anonymous heart'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3426702365743189485</id><published>2009-08-08T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:10:47.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sry readers for not been posting this few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for this week it has all been an or so rough week for me but at the same time, things around me just brightens my mood lately. From random smiles from people that I happen to be unfamiliar with, to anonymous someone that I've made connections to and not forgetting dreaming about you in my dreams, not ONCE but TWICE this week alone. I guess things turn out better than I thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm now in JB, supposedly to be some recuperation course for the long weekend but turn out I can't really enjoy much cos I got assignments to complete. How contradicting I am as a Singaporean to be in Malaysia at the eve of my country's independence and be back in Singapore at the closure of its celebrations. Yeap,  i'm soo "loyal" to my country... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I really do not know what I'm going through right now. I mean if u ask me how i'm feeling, I think I'm ok but what's ok... Happy, Sad, Angry, Dissapointed... I just can't really explained how I feel really. But why all of the sudden, am I dreaming of you. Am I missing you dat dat much till I can't express it to you. I just don noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm way tooo clueless to say much cos what my heart feels and my mind thinks, are totally crossing paths.  Maybe time is what I need to console myself. But whatever it is, I just hope that I won't lose you just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-3426702365743189485?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3426702365743189485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-in-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3426702365743189485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3426702365743189485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-in-me.html' title='Whats in me'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7212206770483184035</id><published>2009-07-26T00:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:32:27.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's in my mind lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I going through a transition. I doubt that I am. But I just can't figure out why am I feeling moody this couple of days. Is it cos I'm getting too stress over projects or maybe some other things which may have affected me. But whatever it is, I've tried to control myself so that I won't burst out just like that. Sometimes I can, but sometimes I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I NEED NOW IS A BREAK!!! ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxWfLagAQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rD6n385TaqM/s1600-h/prsic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxWfLagAQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rD6n385TaqM/s320/prsic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362756349931290882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beneath it all, I guess I do need some care and I appreciate those that has been there for me. Especially that hug the other day some where last week from you, I really appreciate it. And I hope things are getting better for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I really do care about you and i just want to make you smile each time if  I'm able to. But as for now I  think I should cheer myself up even through tough times that I'm going through. I guess I'll able to pick up the pieces together and be who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxVyb-YQnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/B11mDy2EqYg/s1600-h/30mn8d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxVyb-YQnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/B11mDy2EqYg/s320/30mn8d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755581282632306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just happy that I have you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-7212206770483184035?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7212206770483184035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-in-my-mind-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7212206770483184035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7212206770483184035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-in-my-mind-lately.html' title='what&apos;s in my mind lately'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxWfLagAQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rD6n385TaqM/s72-c/prsic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8940724168626550743</id><published>2009-07-25T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:43:11.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a piece to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talk to someone the other day and it made me realize how sucky I've been this couple of weeks..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean I regret what I've been but it reflect badly on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've decided not to hold any grudges on anyone anymore. I mean there's no point of keeping them to myself anyway. The more I keep it to myself the more I feel sad and it just affects my relations with my peeps. So I've decided to erase it all off from my mind. I believe that only by doing so can I be myself again and be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxJCRumxRI/AAAAAAAAADw/393id7JLWjI/s1600-h/true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxJCRumxRI/AAAAAAAAADw/393id7JLWjI/s320/true.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362741559758865682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone that I've been rude to or that I've pissed, I'm sorry for my actions lately. I mean I can't undo what I've done but I'm able to append the things that I've done and start a new in the future. Some people say I've change but that's from your viewpoint. But do you even know what I've gone through lately, I mean seriously the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not gonna elaborate further about that,  just that I'm sorry for not portraying a much professional attitude about it. I mean, I'm just a human being. And human does make mistakes. I just take this as a learning lesson for myself  to grow as a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those that's been feeling sad and unwanted lately, hope you'll be able to pick things up and try to see things in a much wider perspective. Don't let one or two hurdles in life keep you down. Try to see things in a much brighter side and only then can you appreciate the true meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is beautiful if you just give it a chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then can you know whats your existence in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Yourself, Love Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-8940724168626550743?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8940724168626550743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/piece-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8940724168626550743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8940724168626550743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/piece-to-remember.html' title='a piece to remember'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmxJCRumxRI/AAAAAAAAADw/393id7JLWjI/s72-c/true.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-577636381386531628</id><published>2009-07-20T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:10:57.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/abyJ9kxclZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/abyJ9kxclZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what football does to man. Such a lovely couple.&lt;br /&gt;Again its just a football thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSOchFwd5I/AAAAAAAAADA/VFvfqqU_zKc/s1600-h/a89d854a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSOchFwd5I/AAAAAAAAADA/VFvfqqU_zKc/s320/a89d854a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360566077047732114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People that you love come and go ,&lt;br /&gt;Never had I felt left out before especially like this days,&lt;br /&gt;But you made me realize,&lt;br /&gt;That there's a always a path out there waiting to be look upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no limitations to how much you care about a person,&lt;br /&gt;Cos if you really care about someone,&lt;br /&gt;You'll do whatever it takes to be happy with them,&lt;br /&gt;And longed to be with their company as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-577636381386531628?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/577636381386531628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-time-tells.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3850806220864334819</id><published>2009-07-20T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:28:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoming post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You've been there for me when I need someone to be with,&lt;br /&gt;I feel at ease whenever I'm with you,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may not be feeling good this few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;You still put up an act to make me feel comfortable and lift my mood each time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth hurts especially when feelings starts to come into the picture,&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is I prefer to sort out my mind and feelings first,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the future may brings,&lt;br /&gt;But all I want now is just to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I've done thus far,&lt;br /&gt;I felt unappreciated and nothing seemed to be working,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to have good time from now on with my love ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-3850806220864334819?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3850806220864334819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/randoming-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3850806220864334819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3850806220864334819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/randoming-post.html' title='Randoming post...'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4422854936984644767</id><published>2009-07-18T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:45:35.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just got to blurt out my feelings just for tonight and I won't be thinking bout it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk that attitude of yours cos you're just going with what your ego tells you to do.. PLEASE reflect upon yourself before you ever want to judge me.. Don't say to people that I've changed.. And every word and action that you've done thus far are just meaningless... Cos what's there to argue when you're playing with my feelings.. And please change your attitude cos with that attitude of yours, you won't have much happiness in life in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on I don't give a shit about what you think of me cos you don't know who i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-4422854936984644767?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4422854936984644767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-got-to-blurt-out-my-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4422854936984644767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4422854936984644767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-got-to-blurt-out-my-feelings.html' title='My Thoughts'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5596111162708313695</id><published>2009-07-06T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:29:33.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlHsuI_oCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S3Hwf56Q9o4/s1600-h/Crazy_faces_by_Wytske.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlHsuI_oCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S3Hwf56Q9o4/s320/Crazy_faces_by_Wytske.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355321709352716546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Its funny to see how a simple expression gives an impression of how you reflect yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew how I could express myself deeply. Can I be sure that everything's around me will be fine. Nonetheless, there's always a part of me that seemed rather emotionally down. What more could I say then to be assured that everything's going to be alright. But being alright don't solve much disruption of how I'm truly feel. No matter, trouble times seem to come and go and make way for happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlH1nGen-xI/AAAAAAAAACY/MrwNB8KeW-M/s1600-h/Love_Is_A_Puzzle_by_pinkparis1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlH1nGen-xI/AAAAAAAAACY/MrwNB8KeW-M/s320/Love_Is_A_Puzzle_by_pinkparis1233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355331484022995730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's love to me. Love is universal and with love, can there be recognition between both souls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I myself have gone through a relationship in the past and I know how it feels to be loved. Loving someone is not a crime and you shouldn't be ashamed about it. What matters most is how both of you come together and share this beautiful experience together. The adrenaline of being part in a relationship has its consequences, but its up to you how you deal with it. And I do believe in true love and everyone has a suitable candidate for their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True love is like the souls recognition of its counterpart to another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlH62qXpBbI/AAAAAAAAACg/iv1NKyDpy9U/s1600-h/Truth_by_VisualofDrM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlH62qXpBbI/AAAAAAAAACg/iv1NKyDpy9U/s320/Truth_by_VisualofDrM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355337248913556914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I care about you no matter what and each passing day I just feel something's missing. I don't know how to explain this feeling, but I just don't want to let go the happiness and joy that we share.&lt;br /&gt;Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-5596111162708313695?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5596111162708313695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-funny-to-see-how-simple-expression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5596111162708313695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5596111162708313695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-funny-to-see-how-simple-expression.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SlHsuI_oCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/S3Hwf56Q9o4/s72-c/Crazy_faces_by_Wytske.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3433761965716139890</id><published>2009-06-29T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:03:33.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Looking Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking a step back, looking through the pages of my life, it seemed time is going rather quickly. I've make new friendship through the years, enjoy the moments that I had through many experience and also been through rough patches here and there. As the time is ticking, with each passing day, I just feel I should spend my time wisely this remaining days of this semester. I don't know whether to feel happy or sad cause right after this semester, I'll be embarking my journey to the working life and thus bringing me a step closer to my closure of my studying period in SP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I'm gonna miss those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;...  miss my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; ...  n miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want now is, hope that the remaining days spend this semester will be fruitful and be a much cheerful ending to my years in SP.  I love my time spend in SP , the friends that I've made and also to be who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I could turn back time, I just don't want to let go this feeling in me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-3433761965716139890?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3433761965716139890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-step-back-looking-through-pages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3433761965716139890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3433761965716139890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-step-back-looking-through-pages.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-599473877375202786</id><published>2009-06-25T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:57:44.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Indescribable Feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how am I supposed to feel anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of me that is happy but complications just makes me sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just a solitary figure that just can't be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may not be a perfect guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfectionist,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a guy that loves to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the future maybe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to experience such complications anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tough for me to see you in such a state,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would rather sacrifice my feelings than making it worst for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-599473877375202786?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/599473877375202786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-dont-know-how-am-i-supposed-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/599473877375202786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/599473877375202786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-dont-know-how-am-i-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-849954917513376062</id><published>2009-06-20T00:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:14:34.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random videos that I found.. ENJOY people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on the baby panda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTO8TpdNsQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTO8TpdNsQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Otters holding hands. Awwww how sweet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/epUk3T2Kfno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/epUk3T2Kfno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-849954917513376062?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/849954917513376062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-random-videos-that-i-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/849954917513376062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/849954917513376062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-random-videos-that-i-found.html' title='Random Videos'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8488390490153443732</id><published>2009-06-17T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:34:47.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sjj-z5VJgoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ksxjBCGcNVU/s1600-h/Self_by_nicholeofearth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sjj-z5VJgoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ksxjBCGcNVU/s320/Self_by_nicholeofearth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348304725018772098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes its hard for me to say the truth but I guess the truth reveals itself when you want it to. I just don't know why am I feeling this awkward feeling. It's just been surrounding me ever since. I know I used to not be myself and pretend all this while to be who I'm not. But who am I faking. In a way, I know I should be myself and I've been showing my true self this past few weeks. And I guess people don't really like the real me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no perfectionist and I do have feelings myself, but to what extent can I be treated this way. I just feel that people whom I know of, don't really treat me as usual as they use to be. Am I just thinking too much. Maybe so, I just don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm neither &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I'm just lost in my emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I would like to thank all those that have been there for me. I really appreciate that I'm able to release a part of what I've gone through by sharing to you all. Love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Truth hurts when its being kept to long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But knowing the truth hurts even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjkM7UkO_dI/AAAAAAAAABw/wJFKVm0Alkk/s1600-h/I_LOVE_you_by_FurtiveLungs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjkM7UkO_dI/AAAAAAAAABw/wJFKVm0Alkk/s320/I_LOVE_you_by_FurtiveLungs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348320245751676370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, I appreciate the time that we had together. I'm sorry if I may be a nuisance at times. You know, each time we meet, you make me feel that there's always a brighter side out there. I know both of us are going through tough times personally but I hope you'll be alright. Maybe time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Living in my memories with you being part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-8488390490153443732?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8488390490153443732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-its-hard-for-me-to-say-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8488390490153443732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8488390490153443732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-its-hard-for-me-to-say-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Sjj-z5VJgoI/AAAAAAAAABo/ksxjBCGcNVU/s72-c/Self_by_nicholeofearth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-2656635459497905056</id><published>2009-06-14T20:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:41:38.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just feeling bored right now so I just post a random posting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;THE FIVE SECOND RULE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjTuAWygy8I/AAAAAAAAABY/Ki71xXGOaVM/s1600-h/300px-Five_second.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjTuAWygy8I/AAAAAAAAABY/Ki71xXGOaVM/s320/300px-Five_second.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347160347480476610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And to all those peeps out there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; try this at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjTv1Yx6SrI/AAAAAAAAABg/xH1PdaBz8Io/s1600-h/zinfammo_comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjTv1Yx6SrI/AAAAAAAAABg/xH1PdaBz8Io/s320/zinfammo_comic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347162358059518642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No babies were harm in this comic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-2656635459497905056?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2656635459497905056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-feeling-bored-right-now-so-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2656635459497905056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2656635459497905056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-feeling-bored-right-now-so-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SjTuAWygy8I/AAAAAAAAABY/Ki71xXGOaVM/s72-c/300px-Five_second.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-1908865476100829147</id><published>2009-06-11T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:02:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus for you &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si_mvllvzKI/AAAAAAAAABA/xx4aY0Nhm_w/s1600-h/Hold_On_by_allisonpaige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si_mvllvzKI/AAAAAAAAABA/xx4aY0Nhm_w/s320/Hold_On_by_allisonpaige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345744987930741922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know I love spending time with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know that I love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But today, at least I know a little of how much you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And its true that you're my dear/date/scandal/secret affair/baby/prettyhead/cutiepie/laughing gas/coolest gerl in whole wide world/most understanding one/lovely/ happy/joyful friend!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And only you know how much I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-1908865476100829147?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1908865476100829147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/jus-for-you-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1908865476100829147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1908865476100829147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/jus-for-you-3.html' title='Jus for you &lt;3'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si_mvllvzKI/AAAAAAAAABA/xx4aY0Nhm_w/s72-c/Hold_On_by_allisonpaige.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6875725438475975834</id><published>2009-06-09T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:30:15.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si3XJLtPMII/AAAAAAAAAAw/PC139a7YYg4/s1600-h/hold_on_by_break_my_neck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si3XJLtPMII/AAAAAAAAAAw/PC139a7YYg4/s320/hold_on_by_break_my_neck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345164885519970434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care what people say or think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I just want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you each time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you more than how much you miss me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you ever know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love spending time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6875725438475975834?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6875725438475975834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-i-dont-care-what-people-say-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6875725438475975834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6875725438475975834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-i-dont-care-what-people-say-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/Si3XJLtPMII/AAAAAAAAAAw/PC139a7YYg4/s72-c/hold_on_by_break_my_neck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6848332637461725350</id><published>2009-06-09T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:29:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really long since I've last blogged, anyway its the HOLIDAYS wooohoooo!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its been a roller coaster ride for me emotionally ever since the start of school but the ending of the school week has somewhat been an uplifting feeling. I like to thank those people that has been there for me through my emotional struggle. I love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's what I've got to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those people that I may accidentally give attitude to, I'm sorry to act that way. I know I'm not perfect but I'll learn from my mistakes and be a better person from there on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna think of what's been bothering me in the past cos I just wanna close that chapter of my life. I want to start a new chapter that's filled with love, happiness, joy, friendship and lots more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its the holidays and I'm feeling bored. I hope I'll be able to go out more often and do lots of stuff so that my holidays are packed with fun and enjoyment. So people please ask me along for outings. hahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I miss you each time and love you more than you ever love me,&lt;br /&gt;Just wants to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6848332637461725350?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6848332637461725350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-really-long-since-ive-last-blogged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6848332637461725350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6848332637461725350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-really-long-since-ive-last-blogged.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-1102618988060515490</id><published>2009-06-03T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:22:17.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hurting you was never in my intention,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's worst than not being able to express it fully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking down here &amp;amp; there may not be the answer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But just those tears alone maybe an antidote to working things out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe so, but hoping that things don't get too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-1102618988060515490?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1102618988060515490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/hurting-you-was-never-in-my-intention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1102618988060515490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/1102618988060515490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/06/hurting-you-was-never-in-my-intention.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7638533985267921965</id><published>2009-05-31T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:00:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreamy Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glimpses of you are in my dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peacefulness lingers around when you're in my dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's bitter but mostly sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sweet as your smile each time we meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless its just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby gal I just want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Even if its only a dream,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always take care of you,&lt;br /&gt;Cherish every moments with you,&lt;br /&gt;And Love you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is everlasting,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing depicts the picture that I've seen of you,&lt;br /&gt;You're a masterpiece that's priceless,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but greatness,&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-7638533985267921965?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7638533985267921965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreamy-love-glimpses-of-you-are-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7638533985267921965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7638533985267921965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreamy-love-glimpses-of-you-are-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8456266750485909728</id><published>2009-05-31T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:49:06.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning the facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days have past and I've learn much from the events that happen during these days. I've seen lots of things and hear some of it but it made me realize the truth. The truth that holds the key to the answer to what I'm feeling upon. Nonetheless, it seems that my heart has settled down and have understand what's being happy is all about. Telling my mind &amp;amp; heart to feel happy is my motive right now but I just couldn't bear the thoughts of even wanting to be feeling upset no more but to those who've been there for me, I love you all for cheering me up each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things change when you find out things that you shouldn't know, but what the hell, i guess, it's just faith. I'm just praying to God, hopefully I'll be strong to overcome this feelings in me and also my complications in life. Knowing that only you know how I feel deep inside. I'll be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-8456266750485909728?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8456266750485909728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/learning-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8456266750485909728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8456266750485909728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/learning-facts.html' title='Learning the facts'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-6492659897215794510</id><published>2009-05-25T08:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:11:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUTHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long have I been in this state without you knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking to myself what's fact from fiction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to compensate your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been occupying too much time till I have no time for myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as such till I don't feel it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to deal with it when I'm just clueless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to make sacrifices just for the sake of my happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm indecisive in making choices,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do feelings matter in my choices,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just lost in my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the outcome may be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there's always a righteous path out there for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just be less sad from now on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't let it messed up my mind again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the truth be told...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-6492659897215794510?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6492659897215794510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/truths-so-long-have-i-been-in-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6492659897215794510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/6492659897215794510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/truths-so-long-have-i-been-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8440198304970429935</id><published>2009-05-21T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:39:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A SMILE JUST FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one smile such a pleasant smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one is so saddened by sorrows for miles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I smile the same smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life brings me nothing but tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy when I see you smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm sad and lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile brings me somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You game me the reason to smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To smile for no reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To smile at your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned to smile because of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos your smile brings happiness when I'm down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That proves how well and powerful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple pleasant smile can become so beautiful just like you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a smile for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-8440198304970429935?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8440198304970429935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile-just-for-you-how-can-one-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8440198304970429935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8440198304970429935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile-just-for-you-how-can-one-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-2198232185646131779</id><published>2009-05-18T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:41:50.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a part of me that just wants everything to be alright but there are distractions which ruins my desire of happiness. All I want for now is to be happy with everyone that I mingle with. I'm sorry to those people that I've given attitude to or happen to upset you in anyway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for the special people in my life, I'm sorry that sometimes I don't have the time to spend time with you all when you really in need of me. If only I could go back in time and actually make time for each and everyone of you all. You know that I care about everyone of you and you have been those people that have kept me motivated in my life. My life wouldn't be the same without you all in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the moment, I'm in a state of cluelessnees in my emotions. I'm neither happy or sad just basically stagnant. I just don't want to be part of a crossroad where I need to wait just to know about something that has me in the picture. But I guess I'll just wait and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I trust your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But till then I'll just wait....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-2198232185646131779?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2198232185646131779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/clueless-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2198232185646131779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2198232185646131779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/clueless-emotions.html' title='Clueless Emotions'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5482414214349195298</id><published>2009-05-16T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:56:04.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gal, please don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal,&lt;br /&gt;You're way too beautiful to be upset right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pain that you're going through seems unbearable for you to cope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crying each night from all the troubles that you're going through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems to be the thing that's making you confuse,&lt;br /&gt;Its not right for you to sacrifice your tears just like that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing matters more than you being happy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you cry from a distance,&lt;br /&gt;Makes the scene sober whenever others are with you,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how much time you need to recover,&lt;br /&gt;But hope you'll be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal, please don cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-5482414214349195298?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5482414214349195298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/gal-please-dont-cry-gal-youre-way-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5482414214349195298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5482414214349195298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/gal-please-dont-cry-gal-youre-way-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-95483802655583713</id><published>2009-05-13T19:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:52:26.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;First and for most, I'll like to thank those who have been there for me when I truly need someone to say out my feelings with... I really appreciate it and love you all for keeping my emotions on the high... I'll try my best to be myself and be happy again... I promise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To Ms Sweetie:&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly sorry for not continuing messaging you last night and keep you waiting for my reply. I was kinda caught up with things and its my fault for not knowing that you weren't feeling alright yesterday. You know that I'll be there for you no matter what. I make a point to make up to you ok. I just hope you'll be feeling alright soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thinking back to all the incidents that happen last week, I realize I should learn to adapt with things and move on with my life. I shouldn't be feeling depressed all the time but be happy with how things are. At the moment, each day has been enlightening and its great to feel this way. I hope this feeling will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-95483802655583713?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/95483802655583713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-and-for-most-ill-like-to-thank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/95483802655583713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/95483802655583713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-and-for-most-ill-like-to-thank.html' title='Feelin better'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-7551084122762787143</id><published>2009-05-09T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:40:01.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This whole week has been so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FCUK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lots of things had happen and it has totally messed up my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**not gonna elaborate what happen**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the moment, you have totally change my perception of who you really are. You use to be someone that I happen to have feelings with but it has totally changed. You've broke my heart and I'm breaking down just thinking of it. I just don wanna continue crying over you cos' I find that its kinda pointless. I won't neglect u, but I'll just act as if there's nothing wrong between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway I'm back from FOR. It was fun even though didn't had much to eat. Mingle around with lots of people. Went night cycling with a bunch of people to Changi Village and back. The WORST part is my butt is still aching. I hope I won't get butt cramps. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I kinda break down &amp;amp; cried at one point while I was sitting alone by the bench. It suxs to feel this way but shitty things keep cropping up my mind. I'm sry to those people who i happen to give attitude to.. I hope i didnt annoy u.. I'm sry Rina &amp;amp; Corrine for not being my usual self during the night cycle. It wasn't yr fault ok... It was mine.. I'll be alryte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think i'll be alryte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-7551084122762787143?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7551084122762787143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-whole-week-has-been-so-fcuk-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7551084122762787143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/7551084122762787143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-whole-week-has-been-so-fcuk-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-2493387172392713813</id><published>2009-05-06T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:17:42.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus for u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day,&lt;br /&gt;I come to realize how much I miss your presence,&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times that I cared for you each passing day,&lt;br /&gt;With these resistance in me,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna give up hope just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a step forward towards embracing u,&lt;br /&gt;Is all I can think of right now,&lt;br /&gt;And saying those three words to u,&lt;br /&gt;Is just matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;But only time seems to be caught up between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessing that I've been truthful to myself and nothing matters more than you being happy &amp;amp; smiling each day. I guess I'll just wait and see whether or not do i have a place in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-2493387172392713813?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2493387172392713813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/jus-for-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2493387172392713813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2493387172392713813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/jus-for-u.html' title='Jus for u'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3923217251734356654</id><published>2009-05-04T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:51:00.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I jus wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's jus a random thought from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I just wonder to myself whether am I only just a guy that u happened to cross yr mind. If that's true I guess things just wouldn't be the same anymore. Maybe I just need time to ponder and clear my mental space. Will my feelings for u be temporary or forgotten.. I just don know whether do you even think about me anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I'll let u decide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope this week will be much better than the last week cos i jus need some spark in my life to keep me going &amp;amp; be my usual self again... i miss those times... Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-3923217251734356654?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3923217251734356654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-jus-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3923217251734356654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3923217251734356654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-jus-wonder.html' title='I jus wonder...'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-3399144960172100981</id><published>2009-05-03T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:51:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it has been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been pretty long since I last posted but anyway lots of things have happened some are good &amp;amp; some are bad. But I'll just summarized it all.. deres days dat I'm feeling really happy &amp;amp; wanting to be high all the time but lately i just don't noe how i'm feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe if ms X will ever noe how i feel bout her but at the moment only time will tell i guess.. I been giving her the space dat she needs. I really do care bout her but just that does she even noe that wadever i do is just for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to ms X : pls stop messing with my mind cos if u're nt intersted at least dun jus give me that cold shoulder to me.. u can least tell me the truth, we can still be frens ryte... i'll still be dere for u if u need someone to be with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to ms Y : thnks for being dere for me even though i might jus noe u.. u've really made my day each time dat we meet n made my life a whole lot better.. n thnks for waiting for me..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to ms Z : dun be sooo emo ok... I noe its hard sometimes whenever someone does say things to u.. but to me u do have a nice smile &amp;amp; no one can change my opinion bout it.. so keep smiling ok sweetie... i'll be dere for u too... COOKIE MISSES U!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i think dats bout it i guess..&lt;br /&gt;toodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-3399144960172100981?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3399144960172100981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-it-has-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3399144960172100981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/3399144960172100981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-it-has-been.html' title='How it has been...'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5217347104195456556</id><published>2009-04-17T20:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:51:47.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my  feelings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard for to express how I feel right now but I just don't like the feeling of being lonely at times. Its sucks to feel this way but I just got to be happy and enjoy my life. I stand to believe those people who have been there for me who has encourage me through this years and I'm really fortunate to have them by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this couple of days, I've been seeing lots of my fellow mates feeling depressed or sad. Even though I myself am feeling uncertain about my emotions, but i try my best to be as high and cheerful so as to make my fellow mates cheering again. Maybe its just in me that I'm willing to help others who are in need rather than helping to resolve my own problems. I guess I feel much better helping my friends to be happy again than to be alone reflecting on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know what i need right now, maybe someone that can encourage me and make me feel better again or someone special in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love makes me think, why do people want to be in a relationship asap? Is it cause' it's a trend or just barely an experiment for you to try upon. But to me I don't just want a relationship that is not lasting. A relationship is important cause' it touches upon not only your time, but also your emotions &amp;amp; mental. As for me, I know that I've been single for a couple of months but I'm not sure just yet that I'm really ready for another relationship unless my feelings for her is genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I have some kind of sign or a helping hand to restore my clueless feeling that I've been having this couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-5217347104195456556?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5217347104195456556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5217347104195456556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5217347104195456556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-feelings.html' title='my  feelings..'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-2385549852340658609</id><published>2009-04-14T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:49:59.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Its been long since I last posted in my blog cos was kinda busy with camps... but I'm back now.. woo hoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;DMIT FO Camp  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i hope dat everyone enjoy the camp esp the freshies..haha.. i enjoyed myself even though didn't had much to do but still had fun esp for disco night where all the djs were superb... esp Dhanish my man...haha... all n all i've enjoyed the camp n also get to noe more frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway been having an unsure feeling dis couple of days... sometimes i may be happy &amp;amp; high at one time &amp;amp; can be low jus at the other time...i'm jus confused i guess...maybe i'm not yet settled on things jus yet but i'll be alryte ppl..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dats all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6531353114895227904-2385549852340658609?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2385549852340658609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2385549852340658609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/2385549852340658609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html' title='back...'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-5501381456573048987</id><published>2009-04-03T15:21:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:39:39.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random feelings = P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With each passing day,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing there's nothing much that i could say,&lt;br /&gt;Only through tears can i dearly express it to you,&lt;br /&gt;But this tears of mine are just priceless,&lt;br /&gt;Its hard for me to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Though you are one that i truely missed the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battling my way through this transition,&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are just some which i can't controlled,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i wasn't there to pull it through with you,&lt;br /&gt;But i just don't like people to judge me for who i am,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be myself and be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I always believe that no matter how complicated things can be, nothing is impossible and there's always a path out there to make it happen. To be frank, i just can't express my feelings well but people who do know me, I know I'm a different person from what I am. So whatever it is, I'm happy to have friends and family who do love me and care about me. Thus to love someone dearly is to love yourself for who you are and be able to live life to fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&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/6531353114895227904-5501381456573048987?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5501381456573048987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-feelings-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5501381456573048987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/5501381456573048987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-feelings-p.html' title='random feelings = P'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-4251103568988017772</id><published>2009-04-03T13:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:19:09.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>= P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from prep camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED &amp;amp; SHAGNESS gettin into me ryte now. but dats life i guess. its really a different feeling den last year when i was a gl an all but trying my best to keep the tempo high at times even though boredness still lingers around me.  = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway GRATS TO ALL THE GLS  &amp;amp; GPs for pullin it through dis prep camp together. all the best for the camp and make it a memorable one for the freshies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ethel this is for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS HUHHHHHHHHHH!!!!  anyway thanks again cos u're really a great daughter to be with. u've encourage me when i'm down n yr presence jus enlighten me each freakin day. n by the way WHERE's my present huh. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &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/6531353114895227904-4251103568988017772?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4251103568988017772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4251103568988017772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/4251103568988017772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/p.html' title='= P'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531353114895227904.post-8509419601382761387</id><published>2009-03-29T02:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:35:25.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my firstie post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WOOO HOOOO first blog post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i used to have a blog last time but kinda lazy to update &amp;amp; all but anyway thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;** here i m creating a new blog... happy now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot huh my lovely daughter.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough*** cough**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's sth for u readers to read... hope its alryte...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Special Companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it just a bliss between guys n gals&lt;br /&gt;How far will you go to pursue your dreams of being with them&lt;br /&gt;Spending every slightest moments,&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging of views and opinion through your emotions&lt;br /&gt;But are this just companionship&lt;br /&gt;Or an unconditional feeling waiting to be shared with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As feelings starts to get closer&lt;br /&gt;Expressing your emotions tends to be much easier with your other half&lt;br /&gt;Without you knowing,&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation starts to get into the picture&lt;br /&gt;Taking a step towards revealing your emotions gets harder each time&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're unsure about the outcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covering up your feelings each time&lt;br /&gt;Has now become a game to you&lt;br /&gt;But how long can this game last&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the courage to accept the consequences&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of not wanting to lose you&lt;br /&gt;Has been embezzled in your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you each time keeps my mind at ease&lt;br /&gt;But not revealing those three words to you makes me weaker&lt;br /&gt;Saying is easy without any intention being made&lt;br /&gt;But holding to those words and emotions is somewhat i would like to share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that's all for now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kz Khaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6531353114895227904-8509419601382761387?l=kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8509419601382761387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-firstie-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8509419601382761387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6531353114895227904/posts/default/8509419601382761387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kzboboilovesyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-firstie-post.html' title='my firstie post...'/><author><name>Kzy Boi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16410397709680986985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBYkUX82hDE/SmSXtlKGGAI/AAAAAAAAADI/Myt02f-1Vxg/S220/khaz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
