<?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-8823441492191755594</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:50:24.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only with you will i...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8823441492191755594/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jade Rabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07706340517344200880</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-8823441492191755594.post-5672748100251922728</id><published>2008-11-06T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:55:38.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;On 25/07/2006, Remy brought me to watch movie. Inside the Cinema, he suddenly kiss my lips. I don't know what to do, i was shocked, then he sleep on my chest. I hugged him with my arms. He's very playful, like to ticker me. Then he walked me home at night and suddenly hold my hand. I was so happy, the feeling was kept deep inside my heart and unforgettable moments. After that we went to the carpark highest level. He suddenly open his mouth and kiss me. It touches my heart and took my breath away. The feeling for him is true. I'm willing to do anything for him. We on a romantic music at night and we dance, he hugged me tightly. I feel so happy. And I asked myself this" what happen if he's sick? My heart told my that I'll donate my body system to him. I'll pray for him because I can't lose him. Last monday, I slept at 4am, becasue wanted to study for my test. He called me and ask me don't sleep first. I don't care him, but my heart qustioning me what if he's really at my house downstair waiting for me till 5am. I went downstair with my cute pajamas. I sit beside him and suddenly fell asleep. He holded and hugged me tightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that night we were holding hands walked alone Lavender to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; city. He even took a video of me after reaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt;. He ask me to act like a goldfish, and i did what he said. This is a memorable night that i will never forget because the feeling is so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We even went to airport study together, I remembered he was wearing a white t-shirt with jeans carried a Niki bag standing in front of the burger king, smiling at me. Dinner time, we went to staff canteen and brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of nice foods. I really enjoy the moments being together with him.I remember there's one time where I'm writing some notes on my paper and accidentally broke my pencil lead in front of him. It flew and hit his face... It was so funny, we both laugh happily together. He didn't scold me thought, i knew the blissful feeling was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;There was one time where we were at the airport, B1 coffee bean. He knew the staff there and we studied till very late. He like to play with me, hid my pencil box or took out my pens and don't return them to me. We were like playing treasure games there. We waited till 6 or 7 plus then took bus 53 together. He hugged me when he reach home, both of us were feeling very sleepy and tire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;At the beginning of our relationship, I always with him because i know he need me. However, my parent and friends don't really like him. I'm willing to sacrifice myself, from my family and friends matter. I knew one thing that i can't lie is my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He always said I don't want to be with him most of the time. But does he knows my reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It because of both our parents. I have less time with my family and friends because of him. I do not want to trouble his family. Most of the time I never attend my lesson is because of him too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I remembered after my part time work, he came and fetch me but not anymore. He always told me he will come find me but to my disappointment, he never. I have been working as a part time at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; for so long, it is so near to his house and he don't even care to visit or have lunch with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he went to army, I became more lonely. Friday is always the day where I'm full of hope, I knew I could see the one that I love soon. I would dress myself up and fetched him at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ris&lt;/span&gt;. He know I don't usually dress up unless for the one I love. I'll even try to learn some new dishes and cook for him. I knew he love to eat chicken rice and gong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; chicken. I'll tried to cook the best gong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; chicken for him. Sooner, after he went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CCK&lt;/span&gt; camp. Friday I'll wait for him to come home. He would said"dear or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; back" and hug me til i scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8823441492191755594-5672748100251922728?l=dearest-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5672748100251922728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8823441492191755594&amp;postID=5672748100251922728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8823441492191755594/posts/default/5672748100251922728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8823441492191755594/posts/default/5672748100251922728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-met-him-at-tp-during-math-mentor.html' title=''/><author><name>Jade Rabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07706340517344200880</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-8823441492191755594.post-5597226865573097569</id><published>2008-10-26T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:15:27.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Testing out my new blog...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8823441492191755594-5597226865573097569?l=dearest-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5597226865573097569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8823441492191755594&amp;postID=5597226865573097569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8823441492191755594/posts/default/5597226865573097569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8823441492191755594/posts/default/5597226865573097569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearest-memories.blogspot.com/2008/10/testing_26.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Jade Rabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07706340517344200880</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>
