<?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-8260676799335336961</id><updated>2011-08-01T10:47:49.301-07:00</updated><category term='Melancholy.'/><category term='Over the moon'/><title type='text'>Dave's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8260676799335336961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DAVE!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949742644703696412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8260676799335336961.post-4245214701603943935</id><published>2010-08-19T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:09:55.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Over the moon'/><title type='text'>Elated</title><content type='html'>HEYYY!&lt;br /&gt;YAYE. HAPPY ME.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, things are settled. =)&lt;br /&gt;I went down to yew tee to look for baby.&lt;br /&gt;Talked things out.&lt;br /&gt;She invite me into her house!!!! =))))&lt;br /&gt;Was quite scared though as baby's mum will be home anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Baby cooked noodles for me!&lt;br /&gt;Nice! Yummy yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Yew Tee MRT to pass baby's mum the house keys as we were going out.&lt;br /&gt;RONZ IS SO CUTE! =)&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL, YILLIS IS STILL THE CUTEST! =)&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to toastbox to lepak?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bought Iced Milo,Curry Chicken Rice.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to another block to lepak, talk.&lt;br /&gt;Around 1715 sent baby home.&lt;br /&gt;Walked till overhead bridge baby texted me.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow had a feeling she can come down or smth.&lt;br /&gt;So i waited at the station for her reply. &lt;br /&gt;And YES! She asked me to play badminton! Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;And yes i went back to find her.&lt;br /&gt;We walked to her grandma house to get the rackets and shuttlecocks.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. On the way there, i asked baby.&lt;br /&gt;Me:'what if no shuttle cock how?'&lt;br /&gt;Baby:'Use your lor!'&lt;br /&gt;SEEEEEEE! OMGOMG. HAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached i waited for baby to go up and get the items.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile , i went to the staircase to change my shorts!&lt;br /&gt;Hee heee.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky no people there.&lt;br /&gt;Baby came down, we played our game.&lt;br /&gt;While playing we had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;My darling keep laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Happy to see her laugh and being so happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;Played for 115 mins ( According to darling)&lt;br /&gt;We both enjoyed right! =)&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to baby's house, The long way =)&lt;br /&gt;Spent whole day with my Darling girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Trained home after that. Just in time to watch unriddle! =)&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm chatting with you! =) Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Baby.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;Glad that everything's fine now =)&lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish you more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Only you know this blog =)&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8260676799335336961-4245214701603943935?l=ddoyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/feeds/4245214701603943935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/2010/08/elated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8260676799335336961/posts/default/4245214701603943935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8260676799335336961/posts/default/4245214701603943935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/2010/08/elated.html' title='Elated'/><author><name>DAVE!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949742644703696412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8260676799335336961.post-7929567205054332713</id><published>2010-08-18T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:06:46.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melancholy.'/><title type='text'>Haywire?</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging! A place where i pour my feelings out i guess? Without people knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i think cause i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;But this post is gna be kinda emotional. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's going haywire now.&lt;br /&gt;Just now i quarrelled with my dearest girl.&lt;br /&gt;Went to bball to vent it all out.&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking bout Yillis and what happened just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bball first.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED UP. LOSERS. IDK WHEN YOU ALL LEARNT TO PLAY LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;You bloody keep putting your leg to block me.&lt;br /&gt;I keep quiet. But who knows. Things got worse.&lt;br /&gt;I keep quiet doesn't mean i dont know anything.&lt;br /&gt;You got way too far. You pulled me down.&lt;br /&gt;I landed on my back. I keep quiet nvr say anything.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't apologise or anything. You still act like nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Nvrmind. But later. I steal your ball, You not happy, You swing your arm towards my chest.&lt;br /&gt;What was that for? I dont understand. &lt;br /&gt;If you cant take losing, cant take people steal your ball.&lt;br /&gt;DONT FUCKING HELL PLAY BASKETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;Go be a librarian.&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't apologise even after that.&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes things worse. &lt;br /&gt;I just asked my mum to rub my back for me. I couldn't take the pain.&lt;br /&gt;She told me its swollen. Sianed ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry really for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you can treat me like how you used to. &lt;br /&gt;I cant take all this coldness.&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot.&lt;br /&gt;Its really torturing you know.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to control my everything.&lt;br /&gt;I will compromise with you.&lt;br /&gt;Things will go your way, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want us to be APART, i want us to be A PART.&lt;br /&gt;Guess all i could say is sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But i really am.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop all my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;You won't see this i guess. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe after awhile. Idk.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Very very much.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish your here beside me to hug me now.&lt;br /&gt;Your my everything. &lt;br /&gt;I love you baby, so much. Realy very very much.&lt;br /&gt;Hope things will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;Guess your feelings for me is fading?&lt;br /&gt;Or your tired of everything?&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I guess your life sucked alot after being tgt with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! I can't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The pain in my back is so unbearable. =(&lt;br /&gt;It will be fine tmrw after i get my sleep. I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Today my life officially sucks. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8260676799335336961-7929567205054332713?l=ddoyk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/feeds/7929567205054332713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/2010/08/haywire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8260676799335336961/posts/default/7929567205054332713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8260676799335336961/posts/default/7929567205054332713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ddoyk.blogspot.com/2010/08/haywire.html' title='Haywire?'/><author><name>DAVE!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949742644703696412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
