<?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-12377858</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:00:15.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost my Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111814502782230385</id><published>2005-06-07T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T04:50:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am leaving Singapore.. To a faraway Place..</title><content type='html'>Taiwan here i come.. Go holiday only la.. anyway, Who wan me buy things? Pm mE in Msn Den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do stay tune AT 9.33Fm.. I will dedicate songs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111814502782230385?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111814502782230385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111814502782230385' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111814502782230385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111814502782230385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-leaving-singapore-to-faraway.html' title='I am leaving Singapore.. To a faraway Place..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111694083847480303</id><published>2005-05-24T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:20:38.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i tried..</title><content type='html'>I did Try.. Not that i nv try.. Why don't u give me a chance.. Why did u gave me cold shoulder instead of warm regards..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111694083847480303?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111694083847480303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111694083847480303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111694083847480303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111694083847480303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-tried.html' title='i tried..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111652146730630176</id><published>2005-05-19T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:51:07.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self centred..</title><content type='html'>The last thing i heard from her was, I am very self centred.. It's not really a good thing, good character.. But, i tried.. at least i dun give orders and expect everyone to obey withour questioning.. I dun use force too... I dun wanna be a Oppressive Autocrats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, Exam gonna end soon.. which means, Holiday is coming, Taiwan Here i come.. I"ll confirm Brings some Taiwaness Stuff for all friends of mine.. As long as U post a comment, Write a testimonial for me or Msg me in Msn.. Either Or and i will bring u souviners from Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Was learning how to play billard for the past few days.. hrm.. it's quite fun, quit interesting, Quite skilled too.. At least to me, it's something new.. Beside that, I Am gonna take up scuba diving.. Malaysia scuba diving team Is now having a course about it.. Well, Interesting right? Once i know how to dive, I will Take photo of corals.. Woohoo.. envious?.. lol.. Anyway, written a short 1.. Good night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111652146730630176?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111652146730630176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111652146730630176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111652146730630176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111652146730630176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/self-centred.html' title='Self centred..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111625340819110657</id><published>2005-05-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:23:28.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambodia</title><content type='html'>W e l lhe was Thailand basedshe was an airforce-wife.He used to fly weekendsit was the easy life.But then it turned around and he began to change.She didn't wonder thenshe didn't think it strange.But then he got a callhe had to leave that night.He couldn't say too muchbut it would be all right.He didn't need to pack - they'd meet the next night.He had a job to doflying to Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the nights passed by she tried to trace the past.The way he used to lookthe way he used to laugh.I guess she'll never know what got inside his soul.She couldn't make it outjust couldn't take it all.He had the saddest eyes that you have ever seen.He used to cry some nights as though he lived a dream.And as she held him close he used to search her faceAs though she knew the truth - lost inside Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then a call came throughthey said he'd soon be home.She had to pack a case and they would make a rendezvous.But now a year has passed and not a single wordAnd all the love she knewHas disappeared out in the haze.And now the years have passed with not a single wordBut there is only one thing leftI know for sureshe won't see his face again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111625340819110657?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111625340819110657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111625340819110657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111625340819110657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111625340819110657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/cambodia.html' title='Cambodia'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111617324419808662</id><published>2005-05-15T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T09:07:24.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life..</title><content type='html'>Recently, i was wondering, recalling back all my secondary sch memories.. Woohoo.. 360 degrees changes when i reach sec sch.. hrm.. Should i start tell stories? lol.. Well, 1st day of sch, Tuck in, short pant, with friends, i walk into this secondary school that change my life..&lt;br /&gt;  Standard english Don't works well in the school.. we began with hey, lah, lor.. All sort of singlish and of cuz, Knn, ccb, fuck.. all came out 1 by 1.. changes took place when i was in sec 2.. My dream Then was to be a Big brother.. A Big gangster, A hooligan, A 'Pai LANg'..&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah, And Slowly, i was lead to astray by Ivan, 1 of my brothers during sec sch.. We went searching for Big Boss.. And soon, we found wei sheng.. Lol.. Our 1st Da ge.. Following him brings me no regret.. He was a nice person, humanic in another words.. I learn alot from him.. Gang fight, recruiting, Smoking not included..&lt;br /&gt; I became Quite Big shot after 1yrs under him, Why Be gangster? Well, Can be smart, Can 'earn', Can beat ppl.. That was what i thought of during that time..Later on, I went searching for a bigger boss cuz Under weisheng, I can;t see any hope of becoming Greater..&lt;br /&gt;  vincent Became my 2nd but also my last.. he was head of a Gang.. 145.. Under him, i became more Guai lan.. In another words, Put no 1 in my eyes.. Singlish...lol.. Went for gang fight, Parang on my hand... I was shivering.. but of cuz.. the parAang was for display.. Who would dare to go near you when u have a Parang on ur hand.. Lol.. My so call Name Just Shot to the sky the next day.. Almost all the pai kia around my area Know me.. That was when i start thinking backwards.. Everyday i went home, Ppl waiting around my apartment.. Hate it but gotta get used to it.. No peace i should say.. for the pass 3 yrs..&lt;br /&gt;  It was when i met her.. Foong yee.. That i started to think about future plans.. She thought me alot of thing.. Between Bgr and the way we should live.. I choose to believe and take up the challenge to change myself.. Everyone knows.. What can u expect.. A Sad ending.. We can;t be together.. I dun know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (to be continue)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111617324419808662?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111617324419808662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111617324419808662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111617324419808662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111617324419808662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-life.html' title='My life..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111581953089236978</id><published>2005-05-11T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T06:52:10.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My school..</title><content type='html'>Yes.. Today topic is 'MY SCHOOL'. Why? Which School? Hrm.. Chua chu kang sec.. A place Where i grow up to be a man.. I miss thos days.. I miss my brothers, my buddy, my friends, my teacher.. Why? I was scanning through a few pic taken during my sec sch life, It flash back alot of my memories..&lt;br /&gt;  Especially sec 2-sec 5.. Great changes.. Friends That know me, knew what happened.. I miss Mdm lim, Mdm Prema.. They are those teacher that I greatly respect.. The Effort they put into converting A very wild me, i simply can't forget what they taught me.. To be a better man..&lt;br /&gt;  Although I was a gangster (past tense), They nv give up hope on me, They push me on, encouragement after encouragement, simply so touching.. No one feel they same ways as i was..It actually took me 1 yr+ to accept their so call Help.. Improvement in studies was that they provide me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I Really really Thanks Them.. From My bottom Of my heart.. Thanks TEachers.. U guys just left a path in my heart, a chapter of my life, a cell in my brain.. I apperacite Alot.. THANKS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111581953089236978?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111581953089236978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111581953089236978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111581953089236978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111581953089236978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-school.html' title='My school..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111564644171194041</id><published>2005-05-09T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:47:21.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, how's days..</title><content type='html'>Yoz pals.. YEarn to look out for updates? So sorry, was busy for the past few days regarding my exam and my trip to taiwan.. Well, Seems a Nice trip though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So anyway, how's life... Still as usual for me.. hrm.. some unexpected things happened..Imagine I started to study hard for exam.. How's that? lol.. Wasn't quite confidence at 1st.. but once i glance through the paper, i told myself, zest, you gonna pass.. With flying colours of cuz.. Happy? yeah.. Excited? yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, lets talk about progress.. Well well.. actually nothing seems to attract me, hrm.. well how should i say.. I am So so.. hr..... No improvement means no progress.. Lets stay at normal till my end of exam.. maybe i'll meet another 1? But recently, i started to recall alot of past memories, including a gal whom i have a crush with during sec sch days life.. We manage to have a cup of tea during her tea break and found out that she was single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LoL.. HAPPY? No.. Why? Well, simply cuz i am not interested.. Not that i'm not interested in gals but i just can't forget just like that.. I wanna Put her in my heart.. a place only i can see.. Good night guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111564644171194041?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111564644171194041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111564644171194041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111564644171194041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111564644171194041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-hows-days.html' title='So, how&apos;s days..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111530440890474268</id><published>2005-05-05T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T07:46:48.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Glad..</title><content type='html'>Yup, I am glad that today, i actually did something quite Surprise.. It helps alot.. Woohoo.. feel So fresh.. Well, today presentation Went quite well expect for some Question from evelyne.. At least i gotten a Pass for it.. Thanks to Reza And Apple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, Today Was quite a bORING day other den the surprise i given to everyone.. I went to school Early in the morning And the expressway was jam with cars.. I am TAking Bus Btw.. Felt So sleepy while Holding on the rail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Reach At around 9am, Went to library For some research BEfore i continue on my Project..Had My lunch and dinner in school too.. Really don't have much time for Relax, exam Is Around the corner, I gotta Put HER aside lolxxx...( so sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, I will be celebrating Xue Pan birthday with her this coming Friday, I promise to make it a good 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  To weiteng: We may Stop seeing each other, We may not be contacting, It really doesn't mean I'm gonna Forget you and give it up.. I am just waiting for a right chance.. Since that day 18th april, i have been thinking.. You're right, I am too self-centered..And hence, it brings alot of So call Unhappiness and Disappointment Between Us.. But be asured, this is not gonna happen Anymore. Enjoy Your day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111530440890474268?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111530440890474268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111530440890474268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111530440890474268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111530440890474268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-glad.html' title='I am Glad..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111520812295578010</id><published>2005-05-04T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T05:02:02.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Countdown..</title><content type='html'>Yeah Final.. well, For both liverpool and me.. Liverpool to the champ leg.. whereas me, to the Final 2 weeks before exam and holidays..At least after that, I'll Leave Singapore for a trip..To where? Disclosed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, Quite crucial For the next 2 weeks Cuz If i fail, Army I go.. And i'll Miss You guys And of cuz her.. If i pass, Which means I'll have to Carry on my sch life, in another words, still have chance for a Come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hrm.. wonder why i did not wrote my Blog yesterday? Cuz.. Something quite sad happened.. Which leads to me not having the mood to write anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I think Enough Of those mushy Mushy compo after all these while.. If i believe in fate, I believe What i do will in turn get me something back.. At least from now on, i'll keep you guys update of my everyday life, My so call thinking and also Some news I would like to Share about..&lt;br /&gt;As for today, Lets Just Take it as a Start of a new Month, A new Week or maybe to other parents, a New Life For u.. CHeers EVERyOne.. Do take good care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to be continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111520812295578010?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111520812295578010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111520812295578010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111520812295578010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111520812295578010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/final-countdown.html' title='Final Countdown..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111504896672463421</id><published>2005-05-02T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T08:49:26.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Of the Game.</title><content type='html'>Wonder why start of the game? I dun know either.. Maybe I can't think of other topic? No it's not true.. A life is a Game, A relationship is a game, A job is a Game.. To me, There's only 1 thing i dun regards as GAME.. My love.. My Heart, My Soul, My MAtes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Why? 1stly, My love Is truely For her.. I dun treat it as a Game, Filled with Excitement.. I dun need it either.. What i wan is Pure love, 'CHemistry', Devoted.. My heart.. It belongs to her. Yes it is.. Dun try to dig a hole in it and stuck Some others feeling inside.. I can't take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My soul.. TImes and times, I keep wondering, mentioning, thinking about how she's doing.. how's her life, Did her mum keep nagging at her.. Was She sad... Does She Need Someone to accompany her On lonely Afternoon, Have she taken her Lunch? What am i doing.. Am i the One who is suffering..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  My destiny Belongs to me.. I wanna control it.. I wanna achieve What i had left along the way.. Including her.. I strongly Believe, With my perservence.. Someone out there can feel me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I love You, Wei teng..(good night).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111504896672463421?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111504896672463421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111504896672463421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111504896672463421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111504896672463421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/start-of-game.html' title='Start Of the Game.'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111497002856312776</id><published>2005-05-01T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T10:53:48.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late..</title><content type='html'>It's all too Late.. She said.. 8mth ago, if i were to create this blog 8mth ago just for her, She maybe Mine.. But..&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, Sorry Min.. But Simply i am too devoted into this relationship that i dun wanna lost it.. You Maybe the person Whom i LOVED Most( past tense) But Right now, There's only Her in my heart.. There's no space for 2..&lt;br /&gt;  I simply enjoy today Outing.. Thanks alot Guys.. Especially You 'MiN'.. U let me know that at least someone is supporting me,  reading my little bloggy.. You'll be the 1st to receive My Wedding cards (if i gotta right GAl)..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Anyway Guys, Today is Sunday, what is it so special about it? Maybe u Guys dun know.. But today, May The 1st, Was the day i success in Having my 1st relationship started.. Which means, Memories though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Talking about the 1st, It was rather interesting.. Remember that it was a late morning, I was waiting for my Buddys For a game of Basketball, I dun Even know a normal remark like ' Will i see u today in the basketball court' seems so Important to her.. She actually turns up( my Ex)..&lt;br /&gt;   Right now, Although we had lost contact for 3yrs,  I simply can't forget how We spend our time together.. Fantanstic.. I learned how to treasure HEr more.. And i Will do it again.. FOR THE SAKE OF U (owner in my heart).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Good Luck, Take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111497002856312776?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111497002856312776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111497002856312776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111497002856312776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111497002856312776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/05/too-late.html' title='Too Late..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111487889156403320</id><published>2005-04-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:34:51.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a test..</title><content type='html'>Is love a test? Why am i put into the test den? What if i failed? Do i get a chance to retake? Seriously, If it is meant to be a test, I will fail.. and fail badly for sure.. Why? Cuz i dun do well in test..&lt;br /&gt;   That's not an excuse of cuz.. anyway, The real answer behind it was, I am not really a good and understanding person.. I am just some trash in a small island eatting up human resources, wasting moneys and time..&lt;br /&gt;  Pathetic Isn't it.. That's the way i am now.. TRASH.. Without u, I am nothing.. I am not myself, i dun behave like me, i dun Speak like me and now, I dun even THink like Myself.. Why? What really happened After our so call 'lost contact'.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Simply Nothing happen.. my friend.. I just felt that I had lost something simply so precious in my Life.. I can't wait but to Call u.. Can't wait to see u, Can't wait to let you know, For u i am willing to change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How i wish I can Stand under your apartment with hundreds of couples as withness and began my speech.. " Without you, i am a lonely little dog on a deserted highway.. I will get excited, even though i dun know when your bday is( which i do), We can spend perfect day shopping and cooking together, i swear i will nv make wise crack when u scrap your tyre against the side of the kerb.. If you take the love with me, i'll clean the toilet every week, i'll do it with my tongue if u ask..I'll love you, even if ur name is MiMi or Mei MEi. Your parent Can come visit us every week, even if your mum is a big witch. I declare, I will seperate the white with the colours and i'll learn the mystries of hot water and cold water. I pledge to always say Yes. I'll be thoughtful enough to read your blog everyday, Save every birthday cards you send me and actually write your real letter when we're apart. With me, you'll always find the cap always on the tooth paste. I declare now, i'll give my life for u. If you fail to come to me, I know some parts of me will surely die. You are my destiny, My soulmate.".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111487889156403320?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111487889156403320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111487889156403320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111487889156403320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111487889156403320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-is-test.html' title='love is a test..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111478564843211774</id><published>2005-04-29T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T07:40:48.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>Harlow... Time for Stories.. hahahaha.. Anyway guys, today i will write a short 1 cuz i was Injured.. Yeah injuries On my right ankle.. Kinda Hurts.. Friends Said that i was a Freak When I force myself to stand up and continue on Our game of basketball.. I dun wanna lose u know.. Not the game But on myself.. If Physical injuries Already cause problem to my life, What about Mental..And ya.. Focus Is power.. Thanks pal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hrm let me see.. Ok.. I was walking on the streets alone in the night..( i am daring) and happened to saw something quite interesting.. couples Hanky panky In the tent.. lol.. Wonderful hah.. At least it's something new we teenagers should try.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okok.. Lets end today blogging By wishing Everyone good night and have a wonderful weekends ahead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111478564843211774?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111478564843211774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111478564843211774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111478564843211774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111478564843211774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111469897579115215</id><published>2005-04-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T07:36:15.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool...</title><content type='html'>Woohoo.. Hello guys.. Did anyone watch Yesterday soccer Between the REds Giant and the Blues?.. It was a stunning match that and liverpool Fought well to hold for a nil nil Draw.. Now, It's The Reds With the home ground advantage on the 2nd legs.. Gogo Liverpool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, Today topic Seems to link with Liverpool Too.. Why liverpool.. 3 Main Reason, 1st, IT's a Very Great TEam/Club That held Euro Champ 4 times, 2ndly Our Motto 'You'll Never Walk alone'' and 3rd, Liverpool Never admit defeat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You guys know why i Support Liverpool And not others Stupid club like MAn u? Cuz of it's Motto.. You'll Nv walk alone.. Do u COpy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I nv wanted anyone to walk alone in My life, u see.. If someone tends to walk away fROM My path, I'll By all mean bring them back.. they belong not only to me, But to my Life, My blog too...&lt;br /&gt;DO you guys know how wonderful It is to Start a Chapter OF you life Full of greats Friends, Buddies, Families?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  But of cuz, A book tends to grow yellow after a long period of times... Same goes to us human.. But, The Words In it Nv change, Sames goes to us as well.. Frankly, In certain Part of our life, We Falls, just like pages Been torn.. but i seriously Wondering, Can we Glue it back? It goes to Friendship too.. Can we glue it back?&lt;br /&gt;  Are you guys contented with your life? Don't You wan any surprise? You Can't carry on with your life without falling, without Surprise.. That's when Friends come in.. Celebrating Bday, Holidays Together, Full of entertainment means full of surprise.. You'll Nv know what Will happen the next day.. BUT 1 thing You can Be sured, I'll Nv let you walk alone.. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111469897579115215?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111469897579115215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111469897579115215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111469897579115215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111469897579115215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/liverpool.html' title='Liverpool...'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111462149785079702</id><published>2005-04-27T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:04:57.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A question with No answer..</title><content type='html'>A question with no answer.. What a question it is? Let me guess.. izzit Why am i a Guy? izzit When will we die? or izzit Egg or hen 1st? No of the above of cuz.. We are talking about relationship out there dude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  What Question Will lead u to No answer? hrm... cannot think of 1 am i right? Here, I'm gonna share with u My question i received This morning.. From a friend of cuz.. Her Question goes :' Good Morning zest, Have u taken ur breakfast? (not this of course).. Anyway zest, i've been Looking at your blog since dec last year.. u Seems to be always bother by relationship aren't u? (yeah i am).. HAVE you ever thought of giving up or switching a target? (&lt;--- this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  WHy should i give up in the 1st place? Giving Up do not exist in my world, At least till Now... I believe as long as we try, we'll achieve something in return.. I call thatBALAnce.. No pain NO gain in another Words..&lt;br /&gt;  What about switching target? Good question though.. Target choose me..( i am not picky) hahaha... Anyway, I don't know either.. My target now is to score for my exam and of cuz WIN HER BACK.. So, Don't Distract me from any others..( If there's someone who wanna Know me, i dun mind.. U see? lolxx...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok so my friend, had i clarify Your doubt? If not, Dun mind giving me a call.. As u know, i love chatting with Friends Of different Gender.. Especially Someone Single.. LOL..  Anyway Enjoy and take care.. Good night peoples..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111462149785079702?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111462149785079702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111462149785079702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111462149785079702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111462149785079702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/question-with-no-answer.html' title='A question with No answer..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111453854938642795</id><published>2005-04-26T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T11:02:29.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st comment..</title><content type='html'>Well Well... Finally after 3-4 days of waiting, I recieved a Comment.. Rather surprise though.. Anyway, it's from Ai hWa.. Yeah.. Quite a nice Name i guess.. Anyway, Went through her Blog too and Found out something really quite unpleasent.. Ai Hwa.. Just cheer Up cuz U're suppose to Rock Sg big time..&lt;br /&gt;  Ok.. let me Answer Ai hWa Question, Clearing Her doubt... Anyway Ai hwa, This Little bloggy of mine is meant for Someone that's willing to read it through and slowly appreciate it.. A blog that Can reflect How Regretted i am, A Blog that Show progress And Also a blog To Share My Experience, Be it a Lovely dovey Stuff... (at least it's lovely)&lt;br /&gt;  What about the Stuff? lol.. Someone reading will know what i am hinting at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Back to my progress.. Well, I added Some ingredient into my brain.. yeah, A brain which is suppose to be Blind is now looking at You.... Thinking of u too.. Who's the you? hrm.. Non other den Her of cuz.. Although i can't ease the pain Which is hurting me now, (while reading through your blog, Knowing how Happy and how blessed u're), I felt so Happy and yet so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Maybe Nothing is right in the world, Loving someone IS Wrong, That's the reason WHy Gods Make Us suffer.. It Makes me Understand beside Her, There's still someone who cares.. At least Someone Who bother to ask, How's ur life recently.. A Friend I mean, Is the MOST important Character In our life besides our Parent.. We received Support, encouragement and sometimes, Life Long commitment...&lt;br /&gt;  Today, On My way to School, i dropped a $10 note.. Someone asked me Whether i drop anything.. Who Would be so Dumb to deny it... But here, the dumb is Writting the Blog.. Of cuz i did not deny that i drop the notes.. But I drop something MORE Important.. It's A Friend, A future, A Gf wannabe, A possible Wedding, a ring, A Vow, A commitment And last but not least a Meal..(why a meal? CUZ U OWN ME 1.. dun run away from it..)&lt;br /&gt;  Lets End today Blogging With 3 cheers For Ai Hwa.. Believe What u believe in.. AIm What u Aim for.. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111453854938642795?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111453854938642795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111453854938642795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111453854938642795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111453854938642795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/1st-comment.html' title='1st comment..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111442764563756300</id><published>2005-04-25T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:14:05.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No inking...</title><content type='html'>Yeah.. No inking... ask me why? i don't know either.. Okok.. lets Dun bother about the title anyway.. Lets pick up from what i had left yesterday..  Disappointment? Ya.. Let me Think how am i gonna summarise it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ok.. Fast and easy make the deal.. I had a Girl friend about 1 week later.. Yup, very Bad am i? Why? Easy man easy..She is my Brothers (blood brother i mean)Sister.. Hrm.. strange hah.. But Anyway, Lets not goes into detail.. That's when i disappointed her for the 1st time..&lt;br /&gt;  Feeling so Regretted.. I did not contact her for the next 6mths.. Having fun right.. Actually No.. During these 6mth.. I try ways and ways, trying to save our so call"friendship" and actually i did it quite well.. Yeah.. Scan through my testimonial for Answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We still chat oN Msn, On phone, exchange testimonial.. Everything seems so Fine.. Hrm.. So sweet too.. lol..1/2 yr later, I broke up with my Ex.. Wanted to go back to HER Side, I thought over it for quite a long time actually, Afraid that someone might be already attached and, yes.. Indeed She is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I knew It Only when She told me while we were sight seeing in the ZOO... Yup.. Zoo.. lol.. U can't imagine a person like me going to zoo.. But yeah.. Anyway, Hearing This news Is as hurt as stabbing A sword into my heart.. No one Knows how i Really feel..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Thought and Memories Seems flowing into my Mind.. I guess It's hard to Win her back.. (pure Guess).. But YEah, i did try..  Went to Meet her for lunch (only Once :p), called and chat on Topic More related to BGR.. But Matter became Worse.. Maybe i am too emontional.. I had No 1 to blame..&lt;br /&gt;  Frankly Speaking, lets Say If God Give me A watch, Allow me to return to where i had started, I believe And i Believe, No such thing will happen.. Right now, Although feeling rather dishearted, i still gotta continue with my life, My studies But bear in mind, I still have You( you, that i wanna win over).. For this, i strive harder.. And i believe I WILL.. One day, Start My little fairy tales with you Again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111442764563756300?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111442764563756300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111442764563756300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111442764563756300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111442764563756300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-inking.html' title='No inking...'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111434937331682021</id><published>2005-04-24T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T06:29:33.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till When?</title><content type='html'>Yoz Yoz.. 0 comments.. that's not i wanted.. Share your views, My friends out there... Comment about my post.. I wanna get better and better.. Improve and improve.. lol.. Anyway, Just had my dinner after my usual 5km jog everyday..Now back to my little fairy tales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before i start any posting, Would like to recommand some Books which i find it rather interesting.. Those includes David beckham " My sides".. Why? Hrm.. turn to  pages 117..The sentence goes" Like going down on one knee to Victoria- Wasn't just for show.". " I was only going to do these things Once in my life, which meant they were incredibly important to me: I wanted to make sure i Went about them the right way." isn't Sweet? Yeah, i feel the same way too..&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, Ask yourself, how many things in your life, which is Important and yet Can only be done Once? I simply just can't find any Answer.. The path that lead me to this important event is way too Far... Far to reach.. Give me a choice, My lord.. At Least What I am doing Right now wasn't Just for Show either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okok.. enough of introduction for the last few posts.. lets get down to business.. And i mean.. yeah business.. hrm.. 1stly.. Lets talk about How i look upon this relationship.. It's neither sweet nor Sour.. I prefer the word Neutral... It All started On Another Night..(Its seems like Everything happen In the night).. sept 14th 2004.. We Chatted On Phone As usual, She was still single then.. We talk about Highs and lows.. hrm.. actually Can't remember exactly What the topic were.. Half way through the conversation, She was Hungry.. Hrm... supper i supposed.. Without 2nd thought, I intended to buy her the warmest supper... It was then I discovered I had fall for a sweet Little gal.. (remember I am a Human that is sentimental, emotional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ask me How? Well, Nothing in relationship can be explained.. Not at the moment..Expressed My feeling, We get along even closer.. indeed.. So sweet, so lovely.. just like falling into the Love Lake.. ( Wanna know how i disappointed her? Stay tune.. Gd night too..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111434937331682021?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111434937331682021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111434937331682021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111434937331682021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111434937331682021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/till-when.html' title='Till When?'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111431078642957772</id><published>2005-04-23T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:50:16.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once your start, You can't stop..</title><content type='html'>Once your start, You can't stop.. that's right.. Once i start falling in love, How am i gonna stop? Simply because there's too much memories on me and her.. And how i wish i can finish up my stories at a go.. But... haiz... I just want to start our little fairy tales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Silky hair was where i stopped.. Hrm.. before i continue, Can i have a show of hands, Who seriously believe in Gods? Does gods have feeling? Will Gods lets tears flow from their shinning pair of eyes? Will Gods open their arms for u whenever you are hurt? Pick Yourself up dude.. Face The fact That Although god Do exsist (which i believe), You gotta solve what you once create..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Drop me a msg on Msn before you start reading.. i'm gonna send you a song, accompany by the music and lyric, maybe by someways, You can understand how i feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Lets talk about me before the stories can continue though.. Zest Ee.. Quite a sporty guys, enjoy sports, clubbing, social activities.. But..right now, He was just thinking On How to pick himself Up.. Yeah pick himself up from what he had done.. Totally foolish-ness i should say..As it all Happened on 1 single Night When..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zest called :" xxx, I am feelin Hurt, i think we should contact less." Contact less? Simply No contact Now! Holy Shiet..How on earth can such thingy happen? he asked himself.. No one knows the answer, not himself either.. And so he drag and drag.. Feeling the pain on his heart.. tears flow from deep inside.. he knew he was wrong.. and he was too emotional.. So He called again.. This time round, He was taught, What is love? How to bear the pain? How to control? And finally he break down.. in tears.. Where the moonlight shines direct into his room, No one knows actually how he feel..&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my Dear Zest" A voice seems so familiar.. I heard it once during my secondary School period.. And now.. It appeared once again.. carries the same meaning but only on a different person.. She said :" LEarn.. In life, there'll be more den 1 setbacks.. Do the break through And pick yourself up.. You did it once and i believe, you can do it again.".. Little Angel in my heart consoled me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hanged the Phone with a 'Bye'.. A bye that may seriously means 'Hi' No more.. Ask me.. I care? Yeah.. I care.. Every single words from her still flow through my mind.. from Hello to Bye..&lt;br /&gt;But one gotta face the fact that What done cannot be undone.. And i shall be responsible for such foolish act..&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance.. This 4 words sentence flying likes birds in the sky, in my mind.. i Dare not voice..Till now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111431078642957772?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111431078642957772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111431078642957772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111431078642957772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111431078642957772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/once-your-start-you-cant-stop.html' title='Once your start, You can&apos;t stop..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111430308186436809</id><published>2005-04-23T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:38:01.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An early bird..</title><content type='html'>Guess what... i wake up too early did i? yeah.. not having a proper turning off time for the pass few days.. well, actually i went for work early in the morning when u guys were still on bed, wondering what is the plan for today activities? A recommended sentosa trip would be nice provided babes out there are hopping for a tanned skin.. Anyway, went for usual routine i had a few mths back.. but today seems special.. I look upon the sky and saw A big red moon hanging above me.. it was like a fireball or somehow a growing lantern.. This was when i recall how i met her.. Augest 23th 9.04pm year 2004 to be exact.. she reply with a picture of a smiling face still so sweet in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;  I was just wondering.. Who on earth will read this blog? So be it.. even though it was not viewed, it does not really matter though.. anyway, back to where i have left yesterday night... how should i describe her? Hrm.. Like what she mention in her profile, she's a human with a pair of eyes, ears, A nose, a mouth and of cuz long silky hair.. When i learned that she love bats, spider, it almost turn me off.. Seriously u can't imagine a gal that love such creeps can be so lovely and yet so erm...hrm...More of so call the BRAVO type..&lt;br /&gt; Btw, if You guys wanna know more about me and her? Stay tune.. But have a nice day too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111430308186436809?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111430308186436809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111430308186436809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111430308186436809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111430308186436809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/early-bird.html' title='An early bird..'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12377858.post-111426249541858148</id><published>2005-04-23T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:42:23.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>hi guys/girls.. here i am back with a new and rather simple blog.. seriously got no time to create a new and wonderful blog.. All i need is time to totALly change the ways i think.. frankly speaking, i have hurt and being hurt by someone though..so maybe this blog will keep the progress on how and the ways i change and also serve as a report or rather a memories to her and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should i start? Ok.. i knew her 7mth ago on an online webbie.. yup.. rather surprise izzit? We started just per normal, as friend and chat on phone.. hrm.. started to fall for her... but cuz of SOME REASON, haiz.. Disappointed her.. 1/2 a yr later, we contact again... Went to zoo..lol.. Saw something that happened rather funny but shock... Lion was having Fun with his mates... Yezh.. haiz memories though.. Dun wish to continue cuz i have disappointed her AGAIn.. This time round, I dun know when am i gonna pick myself up... Gd day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12377858-111426249541858148?l=lostmylover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/feeds/111426249541858148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12377858&amp;postID=111426249541858148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111426249541858148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12377858/posts/default/111426249541858148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lostmylover.blogspot.com/2005/04/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Zest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08901822079650207458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
