tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91055638773219400172012-01-17T23:34:27.245+08:00words inside my heart..hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-16779694149256391952010-01-29T14:08:00.000+08:002010-01-29T14:09:07.663+08:00sad lar..<br />>.<<br /><br />so sad..<br /><br /><br /><br />zz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-1677969414925639195?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-67556028631568489032009-08-11T18:57:00.004+08:002009-08-11T19:17:06.646+08:00today damn sad..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">during maths exam..</span><br />coz can't help kit in maths..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">heard someone called "jun jie"</span><br />sorry kit..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">in a sudden..</span><br />my maths not that good..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">a feel of jealous mix with anger..</span><br />so sad T.T<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#000000;">rushed to the heart &amp; brain..</span><br /></span>me bad..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">lose control..unconsciously</span><br />whole day also not feeling comfortable..<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#000000;">bad...</span><br /></span>haiz..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-6755602863156848903?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-60848430476585531622009-06-20T16:45:00.002+08:002009-06-20T16:57:39.217+08:00ugh..<br />sorry ar..<br />janji kosong me..<br />said wanted to help but didn't..<br />coz..<br />don't want people think too much..<br />sorry..<br />damn myself..<br />another word..<br />regreted..-.-<br /><br />saw you later..<br />then suddenly got this ominous thought in my mind..<br />geez..<br />you are no trivial for me..<br />in agony when i gave this stupid reaction..<br />sorry..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-6084843047658553162?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-69733280539749245282009-06-18T15:48:00.004+08:002009-06-18T16:46:43.876+08:00<span style="color:#000000;">m<span style="color:#33ffff;">i</span>xed <span style="color:#33ffff;">feel</span>ings to<span style="color:#33ffff;">d</span>ay..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">because <span style="color:#33ffff;">o</span>f you..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">stupid y<span style="color:#33ffff;">o</span>u..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">crazy you..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">da<span style="color:#33ffff;">m</span>m you<span style="color:#33ffff;">.</span>.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">you </span>moron..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">s<span style="color:#000000;">hit</span> you..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">-.-'''</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">ugh</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">should i blame you??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">or</span> should i bla<span style="color:#33ffff;">me</span> he??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">she??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">or t<span style="color:#33ffff;">hey</span>??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">or the injection given by <span style="color:#33ffff;">th</span>e nurse yesterday??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">ugh</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i</span>'m</span> the one who'<span style="color:#33ffff;">s</span> in problem actually..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">s</span>h<span style="color:#33ffff;">o</span>uldn't b<span style="color:#33ffff;">lam</span>ing at oth<span style="color:#33ffff;">e</span>rs.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">coz <span style="color:#33ffff;">i</span> pre<span style="color:#33ffff;">tend</span>ed <span style="color:#33ffff;">to</span>day..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">pretended didn't see what i had saw..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">didn't feel what i'm <span style="color:#33ffff;">feel</span>ing..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">quite hard to pretend..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">*quite admire those who pretend <span style="color:#33ffff;">well</span>*</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">what <span style="color:#33ffff;">i</span> get??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">a piece of s<span style="color:#33ffff;">hit</span>..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">shit shit shit..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">regreted..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">i tell <span style="color:#33ffff;">myself</span>..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">never pretend <span style="color:#33ffff;">again</span>..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">But i'm <span style="color:#33ffff;">lack of</span> bravery..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">it <span style="color:#000000;">stuck in</span><span style="color:#33ffff;"> </span>the deep heart of mine..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">arg.. th<span style="color:#33ffff;">ink</span>ing too much again..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">and</span> again..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">rep<span style="color:#33ffff;">eating</span> the same process everyday..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">so sick</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">放手，放开所有...</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">t<span style="color:#33ffff;">ri</span>ed..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">but everytime i merely suc<span style="color:#33ffff;">ce</span>ed..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">i fail ag<span style="color:#33ffff;">ain</span>..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">every<span style="color:#33ffff;">t</span>ime..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">should i let <span style="color:#33ffff;">go</span>?</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">o</span>r what??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">can't decide now..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">let time <span style="color:#33ffff;">d</span>ecide for me..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">i would <span style="color:#33ffff;">like </span>to..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">express my "appreciation"..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">for <span style="color:#33ffff;">you</span> to give me such mixed-up-feelings..</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">thanks..-.-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p.s.-- words within words..lolx..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p.s2-- erm..purple..why u cried de??</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-6973328053974924528?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-70725592642589553582009-06-15T17:44:00.003+08:002009-06-15T20:41:37.867+08:00i've been deprived..<br />of patience..<br /><br />don't let me waited in vain...<br />for you to notice my presence..<br />can't you just be more sensitive??<br />can't you?<br /><br />i've been waiting..<br />but you still omitted to answer..<br />under this circumstances..<br />nothing would have pleasant me..<br /><br /><br />i applauded for my own confidence..<br />the realization had crushed me into pieces..<br />i'm been a doom mood that time..<br /><br />i've try to ameliorate the situation..<br />and the results are unexpected..<br /><br />it has just turn into my favour..<br /><br />it's not the beginning of the end..<br />it's not over yet..<br />it has just started..<br />from zero to full-tilt..<br />it is meant to happen..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-7072559264258955358?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-38700036668134363672009-06-07T22:25:00.003+08:002009-06-07T22:30:49.446+08:00<p>wow..this is the most accurate xin li ce yan i've ever taken before..<br /><a href="http://apps.facebook.com/qwhat-does-you-gegdf/?ref=nf"><br /></a>"Loves to chat. <strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Loves those who loves them</span></strong>. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. <span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly</strong></span>. Always making friends. <span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Easily hurt</strong></span> but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. <strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Emotional.</span></strong> Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. <strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Touchy and easily jealous</span></strong>. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children."</p><p></p><p> </p><p>yup..found myself emotional thess days.."boys should be tough" they said..then why am i so emotional..should i just <strong>pretend</strong> to be tough?? i can't do it...</p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-3870003666813436367?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-20744343341864367142009-06-07T16:36:00.002+08:002009-06-07T16:41:51.271+08:00feeling weird today..<br />feeling like that time at Petaling Street like that..<br />gone..<br /><br />yeah won father in chess game yesterday..<br />play with him 20 times only won him twice..<br />getting pro me..<br />xP<br /><br />father's scolding me s'ing' too much..<br />he said: u better control yourself..<br />nehneh..<br />s only mah..<br />nth's bad..<br />cause friendship not forever de...<br />next year everyone will be in different class..<br />appreciate what u have now..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-2074434334186436714?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-6455646377742262652009-06-02T20:22:00.002+08:002009-06-02T20:36:06.815+08:00the "old" me have back..<br />the one used to be happy..<br />optimist...<br />with aim..<br />strong-based..<br />highly emotional...<br /><br />yeah..<br /><br />back from camp..<br />still have the memories of a senior...<br />specially write a song..<br />by himself...<br />the whole yesterday night..<br />to a girl..<br />as a birthday present..<br />cause he don;t know what present to buy..<br /><br />so "lum"..<br />pity that the girl didn't cry..<br />what a waste...<br /><br />made me lagi want to make a song..<br />but not for that purpose lar...<br />for another purpose..<br /><br />later..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-645564637774226265?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9105563877321940017.post-78167203475564597292009-05-30T17:53:00.000+08:002009-05-30T18:00:13.311+08:00Erm.. this is my 2nd blog.. -.-<br /><br />**********************************<br /><br />I've decided to wake up..<br />From this dream..<br />thought i've already know..<br />that this dream will never come true..<br /><br />I've been struggling to wake up...<br />Since last month..<br />but everytime i wanna wake up..<br />you make me dream again..<br />even deeper...<br /><br />now..<br />i've decided to let go..<br />let go..<br />i think this time i'll wake up...<br />gua..<br /><br />if i can't?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9105563877321940017-7816720347556459729?l=hanson-innerside.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923137045166749351noreply@blogger.com0