<?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-5703831</id><updated>2011-12-09T09:09:14.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knockknock.</title><subtitle type='html'>detootism.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>363</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6856888662912843114</id><published>2011-09-20T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T22:52:32.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note to self:  Don't make yourself a sadder soul than you already are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6856888662912843114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6856888662912843114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6856888662912843114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6856888662912843114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/09/note-to-self-find-guy-that-wont-make.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2962438284743769777</id><published>2011-09-07T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:20:05.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sudden recollection of a time in session that struck a deep chord in me:Sharing the joy of a simple song with a whole group of strangers who take their privileges very seriously. Despite the silence that fell over everyone as the tune started, communication did not cease. Whether it was because of the melody or the circumstances it was played under, everyone stopped to really listen to the song </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2962438284743769777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2962438284743769777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2962438284743769777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2962438284743769777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/09/sudden-recollection-of-that-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7187032818139554998</id><published>2011-08-18T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:32:37.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my smile back.Revamping my room forced me to blow the dust off some of my oldest treasure chests and make the best of a pensive mood. What I realized is that keeping memorabilia of important milestones proves nothing but limited hectares &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:Cambria; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7187032818139554998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7187032818139554998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7187032818139554998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7187032818139554998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-got-my-smile-back.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5870947556354636630</id><published>2011-07-30T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T11:51:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A heart being wrenched makes the food hard to go down, the waterworks easy to gush out, the pain in the chest hard to bear, the body motionless, the smiles hard to fake and the brain hard to think straight.If I were a thing, I want to be something that is not epheremal, like flowers, that wither and die when its best days are behind. Flowers are like dope, when they bloom bright they make you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5870947556354636630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5870947556354636630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5870947556354636630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5870947556354636630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/07/heart-being-wrenched-makes-food-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4747238134412533542</id><published>2011-06-05T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T00:14:01.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling even more troubled and dejected after coming back.With a torn soul and a heavy heart - the getaway was not a getaway at all. This week has seen alot of fatal perils, and even more failure perils. And it might never come undone with all the fear in tow. You know how some people treasure life, family, friends, love? I don't know how I do it, but I simply don't at this point. And I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4747238134412533542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4747238134412533542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4747238134412533542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4747238134412533542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeling-even-more-troubled-and-dejected.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3203455160452713506</id><published>2011-05-19T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:10:56.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> No need to have lunch alone when I'm dining with the chefs.Or even better, the superintendent.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3203455160452713506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3203455160452713506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3203455160452713506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3203455160452713506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-need-to-have-lunch-alone-when-im_19.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1047035647853721256</id><published>2011-05-19T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:10:47.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Owen: "I'm staying out of this.. But you're very beautiful."Christina: "Oh screw beautiful. I'm brilliant. You wanna appease me, compliment my brain!"I'd say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1047035647853721256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1047035647853721256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1047035647853721256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1047035647853721256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-need-to-have-lunch-alone-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2018418185307188837</id><published>2011-04-29T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T13:35:41.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe a little competition is always good for us as individuals and groups. Especially since cognitive disputation is something we strive for every day at work. Whether it's with regards to the policy-makers who we vote in come what (7th) may, or to our own personal growth and learning, which is why we see the high level of engagement through micro-debates, happening via multiple media </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2018418185307188837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2018418185307188837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2018418185307188837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2018418185307188837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-little-competition-is-always.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2824822680058742630</id><published>2011-04-25T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:00:25.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have alot of pent-up gratitude that i didn't have the chance to vocalize because everything was so rushed before i took leave for exams. my parting gift made it through but there was only a little note saying 'happy easter' and that's about it. and so the word of thanks is choking up into guilt. i wonder how things are going to be like when i return after exams are over. and i wonder if i'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2824822680058742630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2824822680058742630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2824822680058742630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2824822680058742630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-alot-of-pent-up-gratitude-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-9071482340574167843</id><published>2011-04-16T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:00:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking the chance of this nice slow day disentangled from the wrangled mess of work to recompose, I had a good talk with dom who as usual gladly took out time to be the soundboard (&amp; sometimes punching bag) after work-related stress tendencies and woe-infested shattered assumptions about the world.Day to day I'm fishing for meaning, mustering up strength to reel my goal closer into my grasp, all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/9071482340574167843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=9071482340574167843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9071482340574167843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9071482340574167843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/taking-chance-of-this-nice-slow-day.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8384435397379161319</id><published>2011-04-11T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T19:29:24.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>speaking in hushed tones on the phone along corridorsseems to be my thingas of late</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8384435397379161319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8384435397379161319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8384435397379161319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8384435397379161319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/speaking-in-hushed-tones-on-phone-along.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2428119760589412250</id><published>2011-04-10T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:26:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i, have, a, stone, in, my, chest.no no no, make that 2 stones . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2428119760589412250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2428119760589412250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2428119760589412250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2428119760589412250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-have-stone-in-my-chest.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8866541503621924072</id><published>2011-04-10T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:06:56.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3R HCR PCL SVR PICTS TCU MOVE CTS STAR-CTTAC-TIC SPSPM GFP GLM RPIT MOAS ICP FNA CULSI-R TRQ DAST STFA CARE DRC MFC IDTCWP AWC CLD VCH DV RT SPRD  VORASUNFAZED</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8866541503621924072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8866541503621924072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8866541503621924072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8866541503621924072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/3r-hcr-pcl-svr-picts-tcu-move-cts-star.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4370873837910516214</id><published>2011-04-09T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:52:01.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Buildings are masters of paralyzing deception.With concrete portals of entry, you seldom know what the next room or the next level holds. Peeling back the layers, perception-changing encounters serve to transform you as an outsider into one of the in-groups (pun).When you are due to make an exit, the step out the door is accompanied by a flush of sorts - relief, freedom; a clysmic renewal washes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4370873837910516214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4370873837910516214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4370873837910516214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4370873837910516214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/04/buildings-are-masters-of-paralyzing.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3160963174333214763</id><published>2011-03-20T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:55:00.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I blog about the happy stuff, I blog about the sad stuff,but I never want to talk about the angry stuff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3160963174333214763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3160963174333214763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3160963174333214763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3160963174333214763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-blog-about-happy-stuff-i-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3251945702820041880</id><published>2011-03-17T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:29:57.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The worm in my stomach today was the immense pang of wanting to return to Japan. (again).I'm sure everyone has the feeling of wanting to claim back the life on exchange. Back to the exciting yet familiar surroundings, leisurely yet constructive activities and 'without a doubt' (quoting Mr. TV star on Danish channel XYZ), back to the posse from all walks of life. Honestly, they taught me more than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3251945702820041880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3251945702820041880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3251945702820041880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3251945702820041880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/03/worm-in-my-stomach-today-was-immense.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1742529706782280352</id><published>2011-03-16T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:30:29.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You're cute. I like you."That's what the boy says (whether he's just saving his butt after making me pout or if he really means it, is another story)But then I tell him not to block my view of his cute doggie sleeping on the bed.oops.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1742529706782280352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1742529706782280352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1742529706782280352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1742529706782280352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4418238439123685550</id><published>2011-03-14T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:56:04.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't count how many red hearts there are within my sight as I sit at my desk, the stage of my thoughts. But one red heart is dancing along to the movement of strings. And these strings happen to mirror the seismic wave lines of the aftershock in Japan's waters.I feel like the quake's effect has reached me all the way even here, and shaken my nerves down. Everything I see reminds me of Japan as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4418238439123685550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4418238439123685550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4418238439123685550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4418238439123685550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-cant-count-how-many-red-hearts-within.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3906330433847986956</id><published>2011-03-14T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:02:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Regalement &amp; Renewal are my two best friends today.Before, when I reduced my self-efficacy to a mere dependence on suzy's bedtime spot, I wasn't aware of the functionalistic innovations my mind could conjure up as a coping response.Walking down the hills &amp; hallways of university campus during the hustle of dusk, you're definitely subject to social obligations to meet &amp; greet. With stakes high on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3906330433847986956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3906330433847986956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3906330433847986956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3906330433847986956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/03/regalement-renewal-are-my-two-best.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4143903621854345257</id><published>2011-02-24T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:07:31.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need a friend.Comment allez vous?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4143903621854345257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4143903621854345257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4143903621854345257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4143903621854345257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-need-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4543008637364858906</id><published>2011-02-23T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T03:14:52.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have never been more in limbo than this moment. Oscillating between avoidance and intrusion of unwanted thoughts, coupled with arousal of negative emotions, these are the known symptoms. But what is the trauma?All I know is that the 3 facets of previously represented assumptions seem to have been shattered. The world is not so benevolent (it is unforgiving and judgmental), not so meaningful (it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4543008637364858906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4543008637364858906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4543008637364858906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4543008637364858906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-never-been-more-in-limbo-than.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5788008846534251283</id><published>2011-02-23T02:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T03:15:07.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh dear lord, the world is coming to an end for me. What I'm experiencing now may very well be pre-trauma symptoms of panic and helplessness, because it feels like the sky is caving in on me with every corner of comfort and pillar of solace I turn to seems to leave me barren of social support and emotional strength.Re-assimilation is not that difficult when you think about it: coming home to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5788008846534251283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5788008846534251283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5788008846534251283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5788008846534251283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-dear-lord-world-is-coming-to-end-for.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6311922189414760266</id><published>2011-02-20T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:59:55.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey boy,I'm glad I had you on that ride home. The hours didn't seem long and arduous when I had your shoulder in my exhaustion, and your steadying hands when I walked drearily at the pitstops. You were good. Even with the drunk man from the tour bus of drunks who befriended us in a heartbeat. Helping me buy my candies from 7/11 without which I would have never survived the way back. In the dark </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6311922189414760266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6311922189414760266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6311922189414760266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6311922189414760266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-boy-im-glad-i-had-you-on-that-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6826734973252407570</id><published>2011-02-20T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:05:16.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Leading a life of the forsaken, the despised and the grey, no harm adding one more in line. I heard and hurt, waiting to find out if this is just a stopover. I am no mechanic, but the wrench is in my hand and adrenaline is pulsing until I can find the loose screw to tighten.Playing out the plan in my head, I search for a shortcut, or a backup, but without a soul. Get out your guns, I'm going in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6826734973252407570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6826734973252407570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6826734973252407570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6826734973252407570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/leading-life-of-forsaken-despised-and.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7894562951635136257</id><published>2011-02-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:51:38.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a demon inside me.&amp; there is nothing but strength for it to grow.All I ask is for might to see it through.Because there is not another day I can be in this shadow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7894562951635136257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7894562951635136257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7894562951635136257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7894562951635136257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/02/there-is-demon-inside-me.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6083281830033026811</id><published>2011-01-30T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:02:53.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoping that no one will remember this abandoned site, it might just become my safe haven for thoughts that are bubbling at the surface waiting to spill over but has nowhere to go.i didnt think about the attacks. much as i went through the aftermath in my head, i definitely did not see this one coming. and when you got served by some of the closest around you, people whose thoughts matter to you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6083281830033026811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6083281830033026811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6083281830033026811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6083281830033026811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoping-that-no-one-will-remember-this.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-337107886390630645</id><published>2010-11-24T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T08:58:46.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>took a mental and physical hiatus from reality, and it's about time i got back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/337107886390630645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=337107886390630645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/337107886390630645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/337107886390630645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/11/took-mental-and-physical-hiatus-from.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-198777796658619506</id><published>2010-08-09T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:45:38.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the girl who had made you her ownand how you left her alone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/198777796658619506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=198777796658619506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/198777796658619506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/198777796658619506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/08/girl-who-had-made-you-her-own-and-how.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6296265735471466931</id><published>2010-08-03T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:37:12.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At night the sun in the tree,Made the skyline look like crooked teeth,In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us bothYou’re so cute when you’re slurring your speech,But they’re closing the bar and they want us to leaveI’m a war, of head versus heart,And it’s always this way.My head is weak, my heart always speaks,Before I know what it will sayI built you a home in my heart,With rotten wood, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6296265735471466931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6296265735471466931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6296265735471466931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6296265735471466931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-night-sun-in-tree-made-skyline-look.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4585438976800094059</id><published>2010-07-13T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:02:22.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new post ALERT!I was surfing the net for the Sturge-Weber Syndrome that I came across at work today and I landed at the doorstep of my cobweb laden blog. So here I am brimming with fresh new input about my odysseys to let the sunshine in.After personally experiencing the bitter aftertaste of somewhat experimental recipes gone wrong, I nursed my shrivelled up tongue &amp; vowed never to go down that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4585438976800094059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4585438976800094059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4585438976800094059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4585438976800094059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-post-alert-i-was-surfing-net-for.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7758279847627486270</id><published>2010-05-22T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T03:41:46.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not going to be stuck in the pastlalala</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7758279847627486270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7758279847627486270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7758279847627486270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7758279847627486270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-going-to-be-stuck-in-past-lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1899720133814925090</id><published>2010-05-19T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T03:42:17.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surrealsudden urge to right the wrongs of the footsteps in the sand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1899720133814925090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1899720133814925090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1899720133814925090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1899720133814925090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/05/surreal-sudden-urge-to-right-wrongs-of.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5459708729189692591</id><published>2010-05-10T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:50:13.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yowwwwwwwza!hey soul sista, ain't that mister mister on the radio stereothe way you move ain't fair you knowi can be myself now finallyshady ttmhi guys, sun's bright and shiny and i'm black and burnt. it's this time of the year again! i'm in this state of stupor, high on holiday dope x_x (cause i was love drunk, but now i'm hung over) taking freedom and ecstasy to a whole new level. you'll find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5459708729189692591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5459708729189692591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5459708729189692591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5459708729189692591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/05/yowwwwwwwza-hey-soul-sista-aint-that.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/S-eXoZfnkjI/AAAAAAAABAU/uW9uv9aTIb0/s72-c/DSC00747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8450975351892597737</id><published>2010-04-27T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:01:19.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiya fellas, how're you all feeling today? Let's all not give up, you guys. We are going to overcome, triumph and conquer. No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm telling you, don't abandon hope so quick, because failure is not to be feared. Marie Curie said that nothing in life is to be feared, only to be understood. Stay the path because it's not too long before the light at the end of the tunnel. Nobody's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8450975351892597737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8450975351892597737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8450975351892597737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8450975351892597737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/04/hiya-fellas-howre-you-all-feeling-today.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3264005584752220271</id><published>2010-04-14T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T01:12:04.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"How can you let someone you like cry?" (freng, 2010)i sometimes oscillate between feeling fortunate and hopeless. what we construe as happiness complicates as we are exposed to more, spinning a web of expectations that is difficult to extricate yourself from. it may be in the form of quantity (i.e. numbers like 1-10 cough) or the incremental benefit it adds to your glorification, like an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3264005584752220271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3264005584752220271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3264005584752220271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3264005584752220271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-can-you-let-someone-you-like-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2740540780011882960</id><published>2010-04-13T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:57:15.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rantraverantravei want you to understand, that this is life. it goes around and comes around, you get up and you get knocked down. meanwhile, some of us may never get to stage 6 of morality and conscience.hey look girl, they've got nothing on you. why are you unhappy?my npy &amp; plops have been great friends these days, through thick and thin (though they derive pleasure from my distress) thanks </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1166352085593601723</id><published>2010-04-07T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:58:31.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Is How We Talkhi guiselet's put an end to this. no more teamin up and igcsftw if not i brb sleep. fray nv existed and if it did, it's been disbanded so no imotbsftw either! no teams no winners no losers yay! don't want any pj (esp kpj) otherwise cfm emorage meaning no more suppers and seletars. since you guise promised no more helping, means no more leakel &amp; leakin.. everyday cp and mf moar,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1166352085593601723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1166352085593601723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1166352085593601723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1166352085593601723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-how-we-talk-hi-guise-lets-put.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/S7ybIAGzYCI/AAAAAAAAA_0/h6RYj_tbLEM/s72-c/DSC00477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4742975807959137673</id><published>2010-03-09T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:17:37.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>working 3 days in a row is mindeffing tiring. but no sweat cause I was on the floor with Vanessa (the sex addict) &amp; that in itself was entertainment. stock-taking wasn't that much of a bitch - I like meddling with new Kikki.K stuff - &amp; anything to keep blood flowing in my feet is godsend (&amp; an occasional sit) As a loyal supporter of keekykay (gosh sounds like geekygay hahahah), I swiped the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4742975807959137673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4742975807959137673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4742975807959137673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4742975807959137673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/03/working-3-days-in-row-is-mindeffing.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5570808719490687311</id><published>2010-02-25T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:36:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEEEEG SMILESSSS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5570808719490687311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5570808719490687311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5570808719490687311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5570808719490687311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/02/beeeeg-smilessss.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/S4X9EEQGnAI/AAAAAAAAA_s/GlEzuz4sgUk/s72-c/IMAGE0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7864937002271295178</id><published>2010-02-19T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:06:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>give me one big dose of prozacyes I am aware it's the holidays but festive seasons see the highest depression rates, and me, I'm just plagued by guilt for not being able to cough up some quality time with some flown-in friends I would otherwise never get to see.some picturesque pictures♥Valentine's Day prawns taste especially goodLionel's kua simi faceA pregnant prawn called Jeffreyme and Jeffswe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7864937002271295178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7864937002271295178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7864937002271295178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7864937002271295178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-me-one-big-dose-of-prozac-yes-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/S36iD55vCLI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Q-0ODHxGzRI/s72-c/prawn+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8342060764757893900</id><published>2010-01-23T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:04:31.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sheng says, "coz they nvr knew abt what happenedthat caused your strings to break in the first place.""sometimes somebody comes along and spoils you for others"lonely hearts still beat the same, it's not romantic, it's just automatic</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8342060764757893900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8342060764757893900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8342060764757893900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8342060764757893900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/01/sheng-says-coz-they-nvr-knew-abt-what.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5742035407887316748</id><published>2010-01-21T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:03:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>suddenly i'm wondering if i made the wrong choice of ever doing arts club projects</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5742035407887316748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5742035407887316748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5742035407887316748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5742035407887316748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/01/suddenly-im-wondering-if-i-made-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-256846519619130708</id><published>2010-01-16T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:48:15.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rape trauma?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/256846519619130708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=256846519619130708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/256846519619130708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/256846519619130708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2010/01/rape-trauma.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-23206884257830771</id><published>2009-12-26T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:24:42.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ある場合には運命っていうのは、絶えまなく進行方向を変える局地的な砂嵐に似ている。君はそれを避けようと足どりを変える。そうすると、嵐も君にあわせるように足どりを変える。君はもう一度足どりを変える。すると嵐もまた同じように足どりを変える。何度でも何度でも、まるで夜明け前に死神と踊る不吉なダンスみたいに、それが繰り返される。Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/23206884257830771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=23206884257830771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/23206884257830771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/23206884257830771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-fate-is-like-small-sandstorm.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4260178618712646899</id><published>2009-12-25T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:59:45.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Make a Decisionyeah i think i'm past the wishy or the washy phase of the process, mind made up. (anw hope you like the gift shuli!) and feeling a little impish abt the decision. or elfish, if you like. because everything feels like it's falling into place!"air kisses all, laters!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4260178618712646899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4260178618712646899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4260178618712646899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4260178618712646899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/make-decision-yeah-i-think-im-past.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-9185386832292633332</id><published>2009-12-06T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:21:07.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it has left me breathless - both in an awe-inspiring way and in chasing for more. it was too good to even last 3 days. there's no stopping this rampage, hunger, for more. i wonder if i'm born in the wrong race (or wrong gender)for more worldly affairs,i am dreaming of (a white christmas...nah) a polaroid camera cause the pictures are so insanely captivating to collect and letting it fade in time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/9185386832292633332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=9185386832292633332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9185386832292633332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9185386832292633332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-left-me-breathless-both-in-awe.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8646256216642928697</id><published>2009-12-05T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:13:24.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life's principle in a few眼内有尘三界窄，心头无事一床宽</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8646256216642928697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8646256216642928697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8646256216642928697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8646256216642928697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/lifes-principle-in-few.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3576859709500280657</id><published>2009-12-04T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:13:14.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you've been wondering where i have been, so have i. the dimensions we live in are multiple and we make so many mistakes while choosing and prioritizing one over the others. we might just end up poorer for life. heed the killers, wait for something betterjust got chided by my kor kor saying it's not feasible to go on year long exchange ): the one thing i am intensely wishing for while bleeding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3576859709500280657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3576859709500280657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3576859709500280657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3576859709500280657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-youve-been-wondering-where-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2594525115923875590</id><published>2009-12-03T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:35:45.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where will we be in 10 years?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2594525115923875590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2594525115923875590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2594525115923875590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2594525115923875590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-will-we-be-in-10-years.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SxeGBCGCcPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/vJ4NbyYKfiM/s72-c/IMG_2640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8380955660349056908</id><published>2009-12-01T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:02:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm a salesgirl(:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8380955660349056908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8380955660349056908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8380955660349056908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8380955660349056908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/12/imma-salesgirl.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3690167505783627335</id><published>2009-11-28T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:34:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a ThingI have a thing I wantI have a thing I wish forI have a thing I needI have a thing to decideI have a thing that keeps me happyI have a thing to celebrateI have a thing I reminisce aboutI have a thing to doI have a thing I expectI have a thing to giveI have a thing I craveI have a thing to fight forI have a thing that reminds meI have a thing to think aboutI have a thing to dream </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3690167505783627335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3690167505783627335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3690167505783627335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3690167505783627335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-thing-i-have-thing-i-want-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8268978821363265424</id><published>2009-11-23T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:19:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MARTINA/                           i'd give anything but i won't give up. says: (1:14:23 AM)ni zuo tian de zhen yang?MARTINA/                           i'd give anything but i won't give up. says: (1:14:29 AM)hai hao ma?Lysia says: (1:14:54 AM)oh ni zuo tian ye you kao shi?MARTINA/                           i'd give anything but i won't give up. says: (1:15:00 AM)duiLysia says: (1:15:02 AM)wo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8268978821363265424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8268978821363265424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8268978821363265424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8268978821363265424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/martina-id-give-anything-but-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1655383825115336934</id><published>2009-11-19T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:21:42.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jealousy, turning saints into the seaI am relishing in joy I am just happy happy happy I don't know why and I can't imagine why either since exams are on Saturday and I'm not nearly half done for any of my modules and I recently learnt of unpleasant things not to mention being unhappy jane for silly reasons but oh oh oh I'm just bright and shiny today I guess it won over my usual dark and twisted</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1655383825115336934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1655383825115336934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1655383825115336934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1655383825115336934'/><link 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difference! i'm waiting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5944215712179936474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5944215712179936474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5944215712179936474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5944215712179936474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-is-one-kind-i-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2932066314206886208</id><published>2009-11-12T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:34:35.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i'm on drugs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2932066314206886208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2932066314206886208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2932066314206886208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2932066314206886208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-im-on-drugs.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3863997413325291220</id><published>2009-11-12T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:58:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>instead of posting on HY2243 forum i'm updating this unlikely little rut with a concert of my thoughts, douse it with some of me essence when i'm in need of a virtual escapei would like to go to sleep for a 100 years because all the knots i'm facing are impossible to untangle and are cumulatively driving me over cliff, off the deep end.i am in dire need of a reason to believe in something good </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4619954994384534418</id><published>2009-11-11T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:08:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took a look at myself - nothing insideExcept for cigarettes and wine where there should be a lifeYou've been watching me for a while and you like what you see.It's in the eyes of the beholder, now give them to me.Give me your eyes so I can see me straight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4619954994384534418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4619954994384534418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4619954994384534418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4619954994384534418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-took-look-at-myself-nothing-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7277429598336124839</id><published>2009-11-09T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:00:44.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a life across the river that was meant for meInstead I live my life in constant miseryThere's a life across the river but I do not seeWhy I should please those who will never be pleasedThere's a boy across the river with short black curly hairHe wants to be my lover and I want to be his peerThere's a boy across the river, but alas I cannot swimAnd I never will get to put my arms around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7277429598336124839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7277429598336124839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7277429598336124839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7277429598336124839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-boy-across-river-with-short.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8431512134335020534</id><published>2009-11-04T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:17:17.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're losing hope, so we invest in dopeto feel our vacant feelingsIf I only knew your name I'd go from door to doorYou wrote your number on my hand but it came off in the rain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8431512134335020534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8431512134335020534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8431512134335020534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8431512134335020534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-losing-hope-so-we-invest-in-dope.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7875693742262887481</id><published>2009-11-02T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:17:35.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it just hit me that all my good friends would have (poof) gone to SEPland next semester&amp; i thought this sem was lonely enoughnew found glory's all downhill from here is the soundtrack of my hermit life storycadbury, kinder bueno..move over!i'm addicted to reese's peanut butter cup (: (:even though it just perpetuates my sorethroat indefinitelykwhwoieurs,dfkjhdfgkjhdgkjcough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7875693742262887481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7875693742262887481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7875693742262887481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7875693742262887481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-just-hit-me-that-all-my-good-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4263606531485781832</id><published>2009-10-28T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:32:28.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is a little strange that lecture was on interpersonal attraction and those confusing variations of love, just when i was about to give up on it all. sure, i wear it on my finger all the time but it's never felt so elusive before. i still strongly believe that girls like us don't make the rules, we just play by them and toe the line.here's a tribute to summer and tom,who were so lovely together</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4263606531485781832/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>やってしまったことは元に戻らないWhat's done is done and cannot be undone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6524811396627333206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6524811396627333206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6524811396627333206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6524811396627333206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-done-is-done-and-cannot-be-undone.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3373390807037505074</id><published>2009-10-17T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:29:00.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Each morning I get up I die a little, can barely stand on my feetTake a look in the mirror and cry, living just to find emotionHaving a heart beaten down, a mind watered down,Footprints stepped on by someone else</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3373390807037505074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3373390807037505074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3373390807037505074'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7759926493564236902</id><published>2009-10-09T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:18:20.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love being held. I love when I am in someone's arms, and I know that they would do anything for me. I love waking up to someone and smiling and having them smile back. When you are cold, and you are sharing a blanket and you have their sweatshirt on. your hair is all a mess and your breath smells and you nuzzle up to their neck and they nuzzle you back and wrap their arms around you, and you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7759926493564236902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7759926493564236902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7759926493564236902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7759926493564236902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-being-held.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-176501350784560589</id><published>2009-10-07T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:48:06.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're slowing downReality has caught up and we've fallen under the tyranny of time. It shows us what's behind the veneer but can we take the truth? Time, i realised, can make or break - we wait for time to tell, we wait for time to come, we wait for time to pass, then we wait for time to heal.  Tumultous upheavals our lives intertwined may beget, the more this tide sweeps distance into our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/176501350784560589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=176501350784560589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/176501350784560589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/176501350784560589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-slowing-down-reality-has-caught-up.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SsyfADkWyBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/pVElh6-PNFA/s72-c/IMG_4194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4014976286262120744</id><published>2009-09-29T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:57:39.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where in the world are you when i need you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4014976286262120744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4014976286262120744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4014976286262120744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4014976286262120744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-in-world-are-you-when-i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-9079210966265593989</id><published>2009-09-28T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:56:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In this world, everything is ephemeral. Life in itself is transient. But it is cast against a long and possibly neverending shadow of the unknown, which we immensely fear. And this fear manifests in a slew of cognitions like doubt, insecurity, paranoia. We have abandoned the privileged domain of being carefree, unbridled creatures of generality; undefined.Eutopia sold for sins</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/9079210966265593989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=9079210966265593989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9079210966265593989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/9079210966265593989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-this-world-everything-is-ephemeral.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2602698717408695034</id><published>2009-09-22T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:16:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>今学校の休みよ！毎日学校へ行かなくてもいいよ（：よかったね。でも、来週試験が３度あるけど、勉強しなければなりません！毎日毎日。。大変だ。今日新しい靴買ったから、ずっとうれしいですが、お金が全然ない。では、どうして時々人がよく頭がよくない？人は私と言う事です。もう二十歳ですが、子供と思います。バスに音楽を聞いて、いろいろな事を考える、話す事が少ない。ごめんなさい。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2602698717408695034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2602698717408695034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2602698717408695034'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4822177860955527719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4822177860955527719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4822177860955527719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/violets-are-blue-roses-are-red-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2519187533741613204</id><published>2009-09-18T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:40:30.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on this cold nighti feel like curling up in bed with someone and keeping warm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2519187533741613204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2519187533741613204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2519187533741613204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2519187533741613204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-this-cold-night-i-feel-like-curling.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2251380497196493766</id><published>2009-09-12T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:19:56.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i smiled when i saw thisabsolutely befitting descriptionyou have no idea</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2251380497196493766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2251380497196493766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2251380497196493766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2251380497196493766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/absolutely-befitting-description.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/Squ8ZxJqmaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/L-ic6BooLLI/s72-c/ifpqh3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1459247876940378031</id><published>2009-09-12T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:35:36.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Atlas of Human Anatomy 3rd Edition by Frank H. Netter is a mighty good readwhat a knockout, right?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1459247876940378031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1459247876940378031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1459247876940378031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1459247876940378031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/atlas-of-human-anatomy-3rd-edition-by.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SquVclwt6NI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/xxkD45ZBw2A/s72-c/1369-0550x0475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2502435333262572704</id><published>2009-09-11T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:42:17.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is moving too fast. i feel like adam sandler in clickthe only good things it brought came through reminisceQuotes from Ghosts of Girlfriends' Past:Love?It's magical comfort food for the weak and uneducatedThe foundation of a friendship is the best gift you can give a relationshipHeard, Understood, Acknowledged!Here are some other amusing photos from ghosts of a more relevant past16 sep 07</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2502435333262572704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2502435333262572704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2502435333262572704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2502435333262572704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-moving-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SqqDHMqR2DI/AAAAAAAAA8A/meGoUKaky0I/s72-c/IMG_0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2496874563884439245</id><published>2009-09-07T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:54:28.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was on my way home, happily lost in abstraction&amp; sth stood outDid you forget, that I was even aliveDid you forget, everything we ever hadDid you forget, about meDid you regret, ever standing by my sideDid you forget, what we were feeling insideNow I'm left to forget, about usBut somewhere we went wrongWe were once so strongOur love is like a songYou can't forget itSo now I guess, this is where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2496874563884439245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2496874563884439245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2496874563884439245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2496874563884439245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-on-my-way-home-happily-lost-in.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5147088768184610633</id><published>2009-09-06T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:42:10.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>この間二回友達と映画を見に行った。プロポサルとタイムツラーブラスワイーフを見ることがある。プロポサルはおもしろくて、楽しかったですが、タイムツラーブラスワイーフのほうが好きです。ずっと悲しかったですから、わたしはなきくよ。うれしかったけど、どうしようかな？あいつは忘れない。特に日本語の勉強するとき、彼は思い出しました。ほんとうにごめんなさい、まるまるさん。どうしようね。。最近はもうひとり友達とよく話してから、いい友達になる。しかし、こちらはあまりよくない人と思いますよ。とてもざんねんですね。かなしくなる！):　皆さんもそう思う？わからない？今、何かずっと欲しい。かぜさま、お願い！愛のこと、だれがわかる？</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5147088768184610633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5147088768184610633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5147088768184610633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5147088768184610633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6777906423937308545</id><published>2009-09-05T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:32:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am a private personi don't like where things are going</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6777906423937308545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6777906423937308545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6777906423937308545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6777906423937308545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-private-person-i-dont-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6563715385430683504</id><published>2009-09-05T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:33:54.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take a breath I pull myself togetherJust another step until I reach the doorYou'll never know the way it tears me up inside to see youI wish that I could tell you somethingTo take it all awaySometimes I wish I could save youAnd there's so many things that I want you to knowI won't give up til it's overIf it takes you forever I want you to knowWhen I hear your voice it's drowning in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6563715385430683504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6563715385430683504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6563715385430683504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6563715385430683504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-breath-i-pull-myself-together-just.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2653833124448014511</id><published>2009-09-02T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:15:10.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This describes the things we go through in Arts ClubIt started out as a feelingWhich then grew into a hopeWhich then turned into a quiet thoughtWhich then turned into a quiet wordAnd then that word grew louder and louder'Til it was a battle cryI'll come backWhen you call meNo need to say goodbyeJust because everything's changingDoesn't mean it's never been this way beforeAll you can do is try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2653833124448014511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2653833124448014511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2653833124448014511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2653833124448014511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-describes-things-we-go-through-in.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6150525807759080651</id><published>2009-09-02T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:25:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm just a little bit caught in the middleLife is a maze and love is a riddleI don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've triedAnd I don't know whyI'm just a little girl lost in the momentI'm so scared but I don't show itI can't figure it outIt's bringing me down I knowI've got to let it go..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6150525807759080651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6150525807759080651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2664399799713702988</id><published>2009-08-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:52:07.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"drug compounds are like morals.. they degrade over time.. some are stable while some are not"(Jansen, 2009)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2664399799713702988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2664399799713702988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2664399799713702988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2664399799713702988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/drug-compounds-are-like-morals.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-972522915055283017</id><published>2009-08-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:59:42.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am trying not to hate myself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/972522915055283017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=972522915055283017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/972522915055283017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/972522915055283017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-trying-not-to-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-1449103727223575525</id><published>2009-08-23T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:13:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"When you already know you want someone, how can you give yourself to anyone else?"(Mart, 2009)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/1449103727223575525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=1449103727223575525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1449103727223575525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/1449103727223575525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-already-know-you-want-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7122481173938604844</id><published>2009-08-23T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:25:34.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Old doubt and a girl by your sideShe's feeding your pride as you go for a ride down the star mileWorld's rise as she lets you come inA duo begins to the Hollywood din of the lonelyAnd all the gold dust in her eyes won't reform into a ringYou had and lost the one thing you kept in a safe placeRemember the faceThe girl who had made you her own and how you left her aloneAll's well at the base of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/7122481173938604844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=7122481173938604844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7122481173938604844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/7122481173938604844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-doubt-and-girl-by-your-side-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2118710410520559897</id><published>2009-08-19T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:45:10.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at the crossroads once againthis is it. this is me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2118710410520559897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2118710410520559897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2118710410520559897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2118710410520559897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/at-crossroads-once-again-this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-998441487083736108</id><published>2009-08-18T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:52:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the daggers are drawn and the duel is in play. dancing around each other, waving weapons and inflicting injuries, where do i hide? you spoiled my memories because you were trying to preach my mistakes but to me it was just grudges. can you understand that we are living in different planes, cushioned and bubble-wrapped by our own conscience to extol our nobility while negating our stupidity? your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/998441487083736108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=998441487083736108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/998441487083736108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/998441487083736108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/daggers-are-drawn-and-duel-is-in-play.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4064446055277275908</id><published>2009-08-17T01:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T01:55:07.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think we brought the house down at st james last night esp with shulili's attention grabbing wit and voice! she's the real powerhouse :D :D it was my first time there but i don't think i'm going back again cause of some friction with the management it wasn't all that pleasant behind the scenes ): but all went well and jo'an was just awesome she made it a blast (: now for the last leg, elections</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4064446055277275908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4064446055277275908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4064446055277275908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4064446055277275908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-we-brought-house-down-at-st.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SohB0XqjkjI/AAAAAAAAA54/AWjWS2jZ0Yg/s72-c/IMG_4042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-4094400471019655831</id><published>2009-08-16T11:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:43:19.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I were a boy, even just for a dayI'd roll out of bed in the morning and throw on what I wanted and goDrink beer with the guys, and chase after girlsI'd kick it with who I wanted and I'd never get confronted for itCause they stick up for meIf I were a boyI think I could understandHow it feels to love a girlI swear I'd be a better manI'd listen to herCause I know how it hurtsWhen you lose the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/4094400471019655831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=4094400471019655831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4094400471019655831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/4094400471019655831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-i-were-boy-even-just-for-day-id-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5802871775844934910</id><published>2009-08-12T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:19:51.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm losing focus, my eyes are not sharpened, i can't see myself anymorei used to be right where you want me, now i'm falling apart, i'm all over the placethey think i'm in control, oblivious that i'm losing my way, gaunt &amp; greysilence like a tumour grows, nothing to keep this disease in reininternal decadence</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5802871775844934910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5802871775844934910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5802871775844934910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5802871775844934910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-losing-focus-my-eyes-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-3717362486623362694</id><published>2009-08-12T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:19:21.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIQ !!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/3717362486623362694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=3717362486623362694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3717362486623362694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/3717362486623362694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-miq.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8007890744205465891</id><published>2009-08-11T21:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:16:12.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spanning the absence of entries from june till now, i became 3 shades darker. Contrasting with other shades on different parts of my body, i'm actually a very colourful girl! (: pun intendedArts camp &amp; Oweek 09 was infinitely rewarding. And as the saying goes, the magic can only be understood if you've been a part of it. New roles and fresh responsibilites granted me deeper understanding of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8007890744205465891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8007890744205465891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8007890744205465891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/8007890744205465891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/08/spanning-absence-of-any-entries-from.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SoF_aQLZYnI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/s_U2KDLTLIs/s72-c/IMG_3978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-429417563799854771</id><published>2009-06-18T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:03:11.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>certain things need to remainif not, the things that changed would have no meaningわたしができる？最近、その人はずっと悪い。今、学校の事は全然楽しくない。実は私は全然好きじゃない！どうしよかな?i need to slow down or else my head will implode with thoughts that are not sorted out cause of having too many things to dolet go, you are not helping放すよ</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/429417563799854771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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thatstand in front of the mirror and cry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5474799963012279212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5474799963012279212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5474799963012279212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5474799963012279212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-does-that-stand-in-front-of-mirror.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-6345732941328871852</id><published>2009-05-18T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:47:27.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm still scaredplease be gentle with me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/6345732941328871852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=6345732941328871852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6345732941328871852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/6345732941328871852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-7365500053408461406</id><published>2009-05-15T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:03:25.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>supper last night was a surprise. or rather the company was. together with yeeks yk jiade and ivan, of which the friendship links are out of this world: yee and ivan are my brother's friends (pri/sec sch classmate, jc classmate respectively), yk ivan yee are from police, yee from my japanese class, yk jiade from arts camp/oweek, jiade was my sp, ivan and jiade are neighbours, ivan is alwyn's </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-5358190579333994435</id><published>2009-05-14T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:05:47.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ごちそうさまでした皆さん、今まで　休みはどうでしたか。わたしのはぜったいに楽しかったです。毎日　欲しい事がよくしていますから、きもち良いです。でも、忙しいですね。月曜日に　友達の家へ料理に行きました。そして映画を見て、話しました。あちらはちょっととおかったですがだいじょうぶね。。わたしたちの料理はとてもおいしかったですよ！写真が撮って、皆さんにみせましたね。その後で　シンガポールの川でさんぽに行きました。夜の時、川のとなりに見る事はとてもきれいです。よかったね。火曜日に　さかえすし屋へ刺身を食べに行きました！一番欲しい食べ物ですね。水曜日に　かいぎがありましたから、早い起きました。しかし、わたしはおそかったです。ごめんなさい！　レポートはちょっとむずかしかったですから、かいぎは午後二時半に終わって、長いですね。今日　どこも　行きませんでした。休みの休みですね (:that was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/5358190579333994435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=5358190579333994435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5358190579333994435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/5358190579333994435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-was-summary-of-photos-in-words.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-2872899115992474300</id><published>2009-05-12T03:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:31:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Betty Crocker WannabesEXHAUSTEDGOODNIGHT</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/2872899115992474300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2872899115992474300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2872899115992474300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2872899115992474300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/05/betty-crocker-wannabes-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=2689633102109338909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2689633102109338909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5703831/posts/default/2689633102109338909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/2009/05/month-of-may-im-starting-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>all that matters, is today(:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NMGr5zHO1vM/SgcDX19umLI/AAAAAAAAA04/5HNmjtH6ETo/s72-c/IMG_3293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5703831.post-8512028501445672049</id><published>2009-04-29T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:46:05.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after years of making friends in the same faculty and having gone through many examinationsyear fours can be quite noisy after papers.. such a funny sightwent to bt market for fish soup and tang yuan after ssb but the tang yuan stall is closed on tuesdays!! i felt so cheated. so we decided to tapao tau huey from selegie then to chinatown for ah balling where the perfect combination of tau huey </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-forgranted.blogspot.com/feeds/8512028501445672049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5703831&amp;postID=8512028501445672049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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