<?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-12392468</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:06:52.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~On Wings Of Love~*~*~</title><subtitle type='html'>...Jus a simple blog with simple layout..and simply thoughts...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114941445617511275</id><published>2006-06-04T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T17:47:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~好友的定义~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;知心好友。。你知道是什么意思吗？你有吗 。。你真的有吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的人。。满口的兄弟。。 什么BROTHER。。到头来。。或许只是一厢情愿。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的人。。说什么要当一辈子的朋友。。什么死党。。你有在经营这段友谊吗？。。我想那只是所谓的空口说白话。。言而无信。。废话。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你身边真的有一辈子的朋友吗？。。对你而言。。兄弟。。朋友。。死党。。它的定义在哪。。。好好去思考吧！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常说人在世上只是短暂的过客。。何必去强求这一切的一切呢?。。有就有。。没有。。那就算了。。往前看吧。。。它不是一切。。它只是生命中的一部分。。切记！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间。。 可以让你忘记痛苦。。可以治疗一切。。但也是一种考验。。曾经是&lt;br /&gt;真挚的友情。。也会变成过眼云烟。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论如何。。日子还是要过。。。或许朋友注定就是要在一个人的生命里来来往往。。就顺其知然吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的朋友终有到来的一天。。空口说白话的。。我会把它从我身命中删去。。你呢？。。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple though of mine~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114941445617511275?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114941445617511275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114853627512522912</id><published>2006-05-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T13:51:53.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~离别~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;大家好！我又回来啦。。有个好消息要和大家分享。。我即将要入伍了。。&lt;br /&gt;我将于六月八日报到。。所以这个部落格或许将会沉默一阵子。。但我一有时间我一定会跟新 这个部落格的。。感谢各位游览这个部落格的朋友们。。谢谢啦！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中有许多的感触。。但这是必须经历的过程。。好快。。我的二十年度过了。。。人生的下一步曲即将奏起。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再此要向各位告别。。。要保重啊！！ 哈哈。。祝福大家。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114853627512522912?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114716209869094650</id><published>2006-05-09T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:08:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~人世间的冷漠~*~</title><content type='html'>天气好热。。做什么事都提不起劲。。人生突然觉得好闷。。好累。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人活在世上到底是为了什么？？ 你知道吗。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生是无情的。。 因为它随时都会被夺走。。生命是脆弱的。。有人说。。现在的人就好比一张纸。。你说是吗？。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你出世的那一刻。。一张白纸诞生了。。 纸上会写些什么。。没人知道。。一旦你做错了什么。。你的白纸就会染上污点。。但如果你有的一大篇的成就。。也许你的白纸便会缤纷色彩。。但是。。一小滴的污点是有能力把你的“缤纷色彩”给掩盖的。。这就是无情的人生。。因为人往往只会看你不好的事。。而忽略了你好的一面。。你同意吗？。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有人的纸会一生都一尘不染。。因为没有人是完美的。。我坚信！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人要有目的的活。。人要自由的活。。人要开心的活。。人要知足的活。。人要勇敢的活！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple though of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114576667659370716</id><published>2006-04-23T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:31:16.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~In Memory Of The Lengendary Loti~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sad to say..loti left us this morning..last night she was fine..still fighting over veggies with kaya last night...responding happily to our call...what had happen...no one knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/loti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~~In Sweet Memory of Loti~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i got a quote from somewhere..it says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" don't concentrate on what went wrong, remember the pleasure he/she gave to you as a pet. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somehow this quote made us feel better..isn't it.. RIP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114576667659370716?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114576667659370716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=114576667659370716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114576667659370716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114576667659370716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-memory-of-lengendary-loti.html' title='~*~*~In Memory Of The Lengendary Loti~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114440755817800252</id><published>2006-04-07T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:59:18.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~没有方向的日子~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我又回来啦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;对于常常游览我的不落格的朋友。。谢谢啦。。有人读。。我写了才有意义嘛。。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;等待是痛苦的。。我非常能够体会。。因为我现在就深陷其中。。国家还没要我去当兵。。为何！！每天都在等征召入伍的信。。但都没有。。 突然觉得身活好空虚。。好像少了什么。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你也许会问。。多数人都怕当兵。。为什么我要冲第一呢？ 原因很简单。。。因为我在家闷的发慌了。。还是赶快把这两年快快的度过吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;当兵。。这两个字以前是多麽的遥远。。一扎眼。。却近在眼前。。还真是岁月不饶人啊。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;在此奉劝各位一句。。青春不要流白。。要活在当下。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114440755817800252?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114440755817800252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=114440755817800252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114440755817800252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114440755817800252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='~*~*~没有方向的日子~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114232797813453693</id><published>2006-03-14T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:19:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~感动~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;闷热的下午。。听着摇滚乐。。好爽。。突然又有去K歌的冲动。把心里的闷气释放出来。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抒情摇滚乐总是我的第一选择。。强劲的节奏，配搭着充满感动的歌词与旋乐。。建议大家听一听三个很好的乐团如五月天，信乐团以及BEYOND。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月天有着年轻人的气息。。唱出了当下年轻人的思想与蓬勃。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;信乐团唱出了与五月天不同的摇滚。。他们的曲目带有一点欧式唱腔。。比如联合公园。。 有着一股强劲的呐喊和令人陷入歇斯底里的因素。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND 乐团。。一个在动荡不安的年代绽放光芒的乐团。。诞生于1986 年。。承受了风风雨雨。。虽然如此，歌曲依旧地感动。。文字容易明了。。93年主唱的离去致今应该还是会让人感到惋惜与无奈。。这个乐团已于2005 年解散了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~摇滚不死~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;炎热的天气。。 还是呆在家听歌解热吧！放一首BEYOND的歌曲。。 一首黄家强写给哥哥（BEYOND 主唱）的歌。。。祝你愉快 ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于找不到华语版本。。就请多多见量啦。。希望歌词会让你知道他在唱的含义。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;天空海阔是无尽美梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;可惜只得一个破天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;寻求人间仅有的希望骤觉得到了又已失去了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;不懂欢笑像留下缺陷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;哥哥可否知道我的心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;常常埋怨彷似不长大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;是您给予我留我一点真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;默默悼念默默愤怒埋怨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;一生充满了斗志永不倦怎可终止&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;他的生命是真理 oh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;他的生命没扭转&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;但愿在您的远方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;可听得到我这歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;常欠缺了您在旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;陪伴上路多麽不安&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;但愿用这一阙歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;来冲洗心中我苦楚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;来叫喊我对您未忘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;含泪说声祝您愉快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;看天空可变改&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~jus a simple thought of mine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114232797813453693?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114232797813453693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=114232797813453693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114232797813453693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114232797813453693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_14.html' title='~*~*~感动~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-114200618839239067</id><published>2006-03-10T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:16:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~我回来了~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3 &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;年时光转眼间过去了。。我已告别了理工生的生涯。。踏上了人生另一段的路程。在此时，我体会到了有 如攻下长城，攀上高峰的那种满足感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我又来到了十字路口，要选择下一段路该何去何从。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;久违了各位。。事不宜迟。。开始吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生无常。。要随意而安。。要学会知足。。 生命才会豁达。。请大家思考一下。。什么东西在你的身命里是最重要的。。 是朋友？是金钱？是人与人之间的感情？或是物质上的享受。。还是一切都不重要。。。 想一想吧。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人在这个世界上只是个过客。。短暂的逗留终有离别的时候。。拥有过。。经历过。。尝试过。。或许就足够了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼见身边的人一一离去。。心里有着百般的无奈。。事实是残酷的。。往往在一个人即将尝到他辛辛苦苦种下的果实时。。无情的将他带往下一个国度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许他还有别的未完成。。他的离别只是为了完成他所未完成的。。活着的人还是要拾起悲伤的走下去。。 地球还是会公转。。太阳还是会升起来。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当下的你有未完成吗？还有梦想未实现？那就拿足勇气勇敢的追梦吧！别虚度光阴啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生就只有那么一次。。要好好的活！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用华语来不漏歌还真不容易啊！ 敬请期待！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-114200618839239067?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114200618839239067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=114200618839239067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114200618839239067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/114200618839239067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='~*~*~我回来了~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-113946864589026767</id><published>2006-02-09T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:04:05.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~复活~*~*~</title><content type='html'>i am back...will try posting in chinese soon...perhaps in 3 weeks time u will be able to see new posts uploaded..exams are coming therefore needs to concentrate on it first..once its over then will be free till enlistment liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;复出的日子即将来临...敬请期待！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-113946864589026767?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113946864589026767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=113946864589026767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/113946864589026767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/113946864589026767'/><link 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take a look yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="272" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/1.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 343px; HEIGHT: 246px" height="243" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/2.jpg" width="326" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/3.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="297" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/4.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="304" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/5.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 297px" height="297" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/6.jpg" width="341" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="303" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/7.jpg" width="342" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="307" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/8.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="304" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/angel/9.jpg" width="341" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112917588642820988?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112842667112393585</id><published>2005-10-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:51:11.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~The key to Happiness~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The old man shuffled slowly into the restaurant. With head tilted, and shoulders bent forward, he leaned on his trusty cane with each unhurried step. His tattered cloth jacket, patched trousers, worn out shoes, and warm personality made him stand out from the usual Saturday morning breakfast crowd. Unforgettable were his pale blue eyes that sparkled like diamonds, large rosy cheeks, and thin lips held in a tight, steady smile. He stopped, turned with his whole body, and winked at a little girl seated by the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; She flashed a big grin right back at him. A young waitress named Mary watched him shuffle toward a table by the window. Mary ran over to him, and said, "Here, Sir. Let me give you a hand with that chair." Without saying a word, he smiled and nodded a thank you. She pulled the chair away from the table. Steadying him with one arm, she helped him move in front of the chair, and get comfortably seated. Then she scooted the table up close to him, and leaned his cane against the table where he could reach it. In a soft, clear voice he said, "Thank you, Miss. And bless you for your kind gestures." "You're welcome, Sir." She replied. "And my name is Mary. I'll be back in a moment, and if you need anything at all in the mean time, just wave at me!" After he had finished a hearty meal of pancakes, bacon, and hot lemon tea, Mary brought him the change from his ticket. He left it lay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She helped him up from his chair, and out from behind the table. She handed him his cane, and walked with him to the front door. Holding the door open for him, she said, "Come back and see us, Sir!" He turned with his whole body, winked a smile, and nodded a thank you. "You are very kind." he said softly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When Mary went to clean his table, she almost fainted. Under his plate she found a business card, and a note scribbled on a napkin. Under the napkin was a one hundred dollar bill. The note on the napkin read...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; "Dear Mary, I respect you very much, and you respect yourself too. It shows by the way you treat others. You have found the secret of happiness. Your kind gestures will shine through those who meet you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The man she had waited on was the owner of the restaurant where she worked. This was the first time that she, or any of his employees had ever seen him in person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112842667112393585?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112842667112393585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112842667112393585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112842667112393585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112842667112393585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/10/key-to-happiness.html' title='~*~*~The key to Happiness~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112822926388931524</id><published>2005-10-02T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:01:03.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~I Cant...~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;news reported there is another bombing in bali...why can we jus have peace...what are the reason behind all this bombing...they are jus innocent lives..they don deserve all this..families torn apart..pillar of families tumbled down...loss of loves one..why is this happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i had a fren who is now in bali..doing volunteer work due to the last bali bombing..and look...they are still trying to recover from the last bombing and yet another came jus so..jus hope that they are safe and return home safely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;below is another story..which i thought is quite motivating..so do enjoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Donna's fourth grade classroom looked like many others I had seen in the past. The teacher's desk was in front and faced the students. The bulletin board featured student work. In most respects it appeared to be a typically traditional elementary classroom. Yet something seemed different that day I entered it for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My job was to make classroom visitations and encourage implementation of a training program that focused on language arts ideas that would empower students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives. Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who participated in this project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I took an empty seat in the back of the room and watched. All the students were working on a task, filling a sheet of notebook paper with thoughts and ideas. The ten-year-old student next to me was filling her page with "I Can'ts". "I can't kick the soccer ball past second base." "I can't do long division with more than three numerals." "I can't get Debbie to like me." Her page was half full and she showed no signs of letting up. She worked on with determination and persistence. I walked down the row glancing at student's papers. Everyone was writing sentences, describing things they couldn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By this time the activity engaged my curiosity, so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on but I noticed she too was busy writing. I felt it best not to interrupt. "I can't get John's mother to come for a teacher conference." "I can't get my daughter to put gas in the car." "I can't get Alan to use words instead of fists."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thwarted in my efforts to determine why students and teacher were dwelling on the negative instead of writing the more positive "I Can" statements, I returned to my seat and continued my observations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Students wrote for another ten minutes. They were then instructed to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front. They placed their "I Can't" statements into an empty shoe box. Then Donna added hers. She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door and down the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Students followed the teacher. I followed the students. Halfway down the hallway Donna entered the custodian's room, rummaged around and came out with a shovel. Shovel in one hand, shoe box in the other, Donna marched the students out to the school to the farthest corner of the playground. There they began to dig. They were going to bury their "I Can'ts"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The digging took over ten minutes because most of the fourth graders wanted a turn. The box of "I Can'ts" was placed in a position at the bottom of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt. Thirty-one 10 and 11 year-olds stood around the freshly dug grave site. At this point Donna announced, "Boys and girls, please join hands and bow your heads." They quickly formed a circle around the grave, creating a bond with their hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They lowered their heads and waited. Donna delivered the eulogy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Friends, we gathered here today to honor the memory of 'I Can't.' While he was with us here on earth, he touched the lives of everyone, some more than others. We have provided 'I Can't' with a final resting place and a headstone that contains his epitaph. His is survived by his brothers and sisters, 'I Can', 'I Will', and 'I'm Going to Right Away'. They are not as well known as their famous relative and are certainly not as strong and powerful yet. Perhaps some day, with your help, they will make an even bigger mark on the world. May 'I Can't' rest in peace and may everyone present pick up their lives and move forward in his absence. Amen." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As I listened I realized that these students would never forget this day. Writing "I Can'ts", burying them and hearing the eulogy. That was a major effort on this part of the teacher. And she wasn't done yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She turned the students around, marched them back into the classroom and held a wake. They celebrated the passing of "I Can't" with cookies, popcorn and fruit juices. As part of the celebration, Donna cut a large tombstone from butcher paper. She wrote the words "I Can't" at the top and put RIP in the middle. The date was added at the bottom. The paper tombstone hung in Donna's classroom for the remainder of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;On those rare occasions when a student forgot and said, "I Can't", Donna simply pointed to the RIP sign. The student then remembered that "I Can't" was dead and chose to rephrase the statement. I wasn't one of Donna's students. She was one of mine. Yet that day I learned an enduring lesson from her as years later, I still envision that fourth grade class laying to rest, "I Can't".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Do not fear the winds of adversity. Remember: A kite rises against the wind rather than with it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this comes to the end of this entry..will have more..stay tune.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112822926388931524?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112822926388931524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112822926388931524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112822926388931524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112822926388931524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cant.html' title='~*~*~I Cant...~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112814065959925895</id><published>2005-10-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T12:24:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~A Monkey 'n' A Man~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i read this story in one of my mail..quite interesting and i had a couple of them..so will post them one by one... so here we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once upon a time, a man was passing through a jungle. He saw a monkeyand was attracted to it. He called the monkey and to his surprise, themonkey came near him. The man told the monkey that it was his ancestor and so they shouldcultivate a friendship. With different kinds of gestures, he was able toestablish a friendship with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The man was just trying to kill time using the monkey as company whilecrossing the jungle. Suddenly, a lion roared fiercely and pounced in front of them. Theyscarcely had time to escape. The monkey ran and the man followed suit.They found a very huge tree and soon climbed it. Though they werebreathless, they did not stop until they climbed to a safe height. The lion continued to prowl below the tree, hoping to catch them whenthey climbed down. The lion was angry and hungry and finally sat downunder the tree to await his prey. The man was clinging to one of the strong branches, while the monkey wassitting on a branch with ease, as if nothing had happened. After a prolonged wait, the lion lost patience and proposed to let oneof them go scot-free if the other was offered to him as 'food'.The man and the monkey consulted each other. They even offered tosacrifice their lives for each other, but ultimately concluded that theywould live and die together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The lion was disappointed, but not dissuaded. He continued his vigil.Nevertheless, the wait on the tree proved a testing time for both themonkey and the man. They were feeling drowsy. They were both faced with the danger offalling down while dozing on the tree. Ultimately they decided to taketurns to sleep - the monkey would sit wide-awake while the man slept andthe man would keep vigil while the monkey had his share of sleep. As decided, it was the man's turn to sleep first, while the monkey keptguard. When it was the monkey's turn to sleep, the man held fort. When the monkey was fast asleep, the man started contemplating. Hethought that if he pushed away the sleeping monkey, the lion, aspromised, would allow him to go scot-free. Immediately, he translated his thoughts into action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The monkey was indeep slumber and the man pushed it down. As the monkey was accustomed to sleeping on trees, it immediately caughthold of the branches halfway and was back to his place in a moment.Without uttering a single word, it went back to sleep as if nothing hadhappened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the morning, the monkey led the man to safety. When they reached the safer place, the monkey made a special request tothe man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Please do not allege that monkeys are ancestors of mankind." Man without humanity is inferior to animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope u enjoy the story !! be back for more soon yah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112814065959925895?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112814065959925895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112814065959925895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112814065959925895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112814065959925895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/10/monkey-n-man.html' title='~*~*~A Monkey &apos;n&apos; A Man~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112722964693311932</id><published>2005-09-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:39:13.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Road of Love~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is the link for the lyrics of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%CB%BF%C2%B7"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;丝路&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; written by ah shin(mayday) and wang lee hom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very beautiful song..and great lyrics!! so take a look!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boxup.cc/gb/music/album/2005/9/album6275.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.boxup.cc/gb/music/album/2005/9/album6275.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;平凡的我开始领悟...我从不在乎.. 我只要你记住 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...谁是谁的幸福...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112722964693311932?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112722964693311932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112722964693311932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112722964693311932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112722964693311932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/09/road-of-love.html' title='~*~*~Road of Love~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112706078198332962</id><published>2005-09-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:26:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Sleepless night~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time now is 12.17 am...mooncake festival is over...but my house are full of mooncakes...think got to have them for all 3 meals down this week...haha.. to all..happy belated mooncake festival..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept from 7 to 10 plus jus now..so now cant sleep le..thus i am here blogging..many thanks to those who come to this blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren who had completed his overseas attachment in england had returned to singapore..but will be flying off to hong kong soon.. but was glad to hear his voice again..knowing he is now safe and sound in the homeland..doing attachment is really not easy.. esp when u are doing it for months..but WE ALL SURVIVED THROUGH!! next sem will be back to school.. and i think its going to be one full of excitment and emotional one.. so guys..enjoy this last 6 months together yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how times flies.. i can still remember clearly the first day we met in poly..and all was jus like yesterday only..but now we are stepping into the last sem of our poly life...soon...we will be promoted from being called teenager..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Treasure the moment of ur life now..cos it might never return anymore.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112706078198332962?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112706078198332962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112706078198332962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112706078198332962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112706078198332962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/09/sleepless-night.html' title='~*~*~Sleepless night~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-112675579209133466</id><published>2005-09-15T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:52:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~I am Back~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi guys.. i am back... its been so so long since i blog.. cant find the time..attachment had finally ended... but missed the days cos i met many many nice ppl and made great frends... so the last day was sad... anyway.. wishes them all the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my guinea pigs had give birth to 2 cutie... finally after so many tries...haha.. i named them guni and tao ni... cos both are pure white....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/happifamily.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will update more now... stay tune for more.. to frens who always keep a look out on this blog...thanks alot yah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-112675579209133466?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/112675579209133466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=112675579209133466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112675579209133466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/112675579209133466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-back.html' title='~*~*~I am Back~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111614782956050775</id><published>2005-05-15T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T17:03:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Vows~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/63740898.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;attended my cousin wedding yesterday.. held at chervon.. they had clips shown of the process of the day for the guests.. was interesting to see what happen... the venue of the dinner was decorated with many balloons..the whole dinner was very traditional... then i started thinking... what will my wedding be like... same as this..i don think so... i would hope for something different.. makin it more memorable...cause its a one in a life time thing... for u who are reading right now.. stop and spend sometime thinking yah..what type of wedding format would u like to have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had in mind my format..but will keep it a secret.. sumthing ppl nv do before...jus pray that before my marriage nobody does it ya...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking around then i realise we really have grown up...and our parents and grand parents..aged... my cousins are down with childrens already.. i think the biggest wish my grand parent have is to watch us getting married.. typical isn it.. but watching people getting married is really not jus fun but also fill with bit of amusing thoughts.. how people from different background different places can meet up and get married.. and spending the rest of their life together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do want to have my wedding a grand one..so it needs lots of money... so think will jus get married after 8 or 10 years ba..need time to earn the money..haha.. no matter how much it would be worth spending.. do u think so?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought if mine~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111614782956050775?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111614782956050775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111614782956050775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111614782956050775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111614782956050775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/05/vows.html' title='~*~*~Vows~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111552726160024569</id><published>2005-05-08T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:41:01.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~What Does It Mean~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; do try it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #bce9ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: April 11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #e2f5ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 11th day of the month makes you something of a dreamer and an idealist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work well with people because you know how to use persuasion rather than force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a strong spiritual side to your nature, and you may have intuitive qualities inherent in your make up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very aware and sensitive, though often temperamental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you have a good mind and you are very analytical, you may not be comfortable in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely creative and this influence tends to make you more of a dreamer than a doer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111552726160024569?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111552581273608052</id><published>2005-05-08T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:20:43.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~How R You~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how have u been my frens out there...weeks have passed and 1 month of my attachment is gone..so fast..time jus flies like that..i changed the songs already if u have notice.. this is a song i heard over 933 when i was working.. and after a week i finally know the title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work have been going smooth for me...and i will be taking up a hobby with my working frens over there..that is the IFO which is shown below.. this is jus one example of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/Firefly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it nice...but its expensive also.. budget was quoted at $600..but nvm..i can buy bits of it by instalment..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i take the MRT..and from it..i have been observing ppl from all walks of life...people who will rush in like mad once the door opens..even before the passengers alight..why...why cant they jus wait.... even at stops like pasir ris or jurong..where the train will take some time before leaving the station...why cant they jus relax...and let everyone alight before boarding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it becos they want a place to seat..or is it jus a habit they have with them since young...or are they jus kiasu...seeing people rushing so they got to rush also... if u are one of them..take some time thinking over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is reopening soon..really looking forward to it..then i can see my frens again..so ppl who are doing attachment..bear with it yah..life is turning better soon...hold on!!&lt;br /&gt;one of my pal is doing overseas attachment..we do exchanged emails.. and i got to know he was actually being sort of outcast by the ppl over there.. cos they are racist...looking down on chinese...cos they are all ang mohs.. it might sounds bad calling them ang mohs..but hey..did we look down on u people when u all are in singapore..did we help u find ur way when u ask us for directions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my pal if u are reading this..life is jus unfair..its like this...but jus do what u have to do over there yah..and get back soon..hope everything is fine over there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111552581273608052?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431615550740816</id><published>2005-04-25T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:15:55.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~I am Back!!~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi guys, i am back after 2 weeks.. time flies..2 weeks of attachment had flew...18 more to go..haha.. that company wasnt too bad and ppl were nice too.. they speaks all sort of dialects and were all very willing to help.. most were easy to get along... everyday work involves strength and i hardly have aircon environment...sad..... most of the time was spent in hangar which is damn hot... but feeling was great as i have the chance to work on helicopters... and there were about 7 of them there..all different design and they were all very beautiful machine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but...it was tiring to wake up at 5.45 everyday and taking mrt from cck to pasir ris... everyday ...yes..everyday...feel like giving up sometime...jus alight from any stop and cross over the platform and board the train back home...escape fill my mind sometime...hid at some where where ppl cant find me....haha...but of course..i din in the end... jus have to bear with it and take what it comes... no choice...its attachment..u cant quit or what... thats the bad point..luckily i got into a nice company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;weekends have been packed thus din update last week... btw... the piggys have still not give birth yet..starting to doubt the pet consultants words...really pregnant or jus want to trick me into buying another cage.... ahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seldom have time to meet up with frens nowadays.. but don worry..after this 18 more weeks then i will be having a 6 to 7 weeks holidays!! wah....shiok..but now...SIAN AR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will update more ...sorry to those who came and visited the past 2 weeks... pai seh ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431615550740816?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431615550740816/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431608765852239</id><published>2005-04-08T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:14:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~If Tomorrow Never Come~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey i am back..one good new and one bad news..bad news is my attachment is COMING!!! this monday start liao..haiz ppl don miss me...go enjoy ur holiday ba...while i am slogging....but its ok...cos i have played enough..that explain why i din blog past few days..hahaha..and rachel is complaining...see the tag board..ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;good news is i am being posted to eurocopter south east asia.. a sub company from EADS...a company which focus on helicopters... which is good cos i am studying normal aircraft in school but i can learn other things as well during attachment...but sad is i am alone...but that means my salary is more..muahaha..cos no one fight with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going down to the place tml...located at loyang way 48...got to go find out how to do etc..if not i am gonna be late first day...working hour is 8.30 to 5.30...5 day work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this few week is really so enjoy...everyday are packed with activites.. meeting up with frens from pri sch to sec sch to poly.. got to grab hold of this short one week..cos i will have to wait for a long time before we can meet up again...then it set me thinking..what if tml nv comes... what will i miss most..i think firstly is family..then loved ones...then frens... overall i will miss all who had stepped into my life...jus wanna say a big thank you to all my frens out there..including the one reading now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"if tml nv come..i wun not have regrets..cos i had the chance to meet u..at least once.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431608765852239?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431608765852239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431608765852239' title='0 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am back with the piggys pic...as promised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Presenting the Lengendary Kaya and Loti!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one in white is loti which is pregnant and the other one is kaya who is going to be a father soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/9.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they look compatible..aint they? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by the way.. i still have not receive my posting email... the stupid school cheated my feelings..making all of us so tense up.. checking mails all day long..yet nothing came in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am not going to check mails anymore..jus sit and wait for monday to come and attend the briefing...jus hope i get to work with my frens....don post me with those oolu ppl...pls.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gtg.. stay tuned for more update!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431604127645545?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431599865170884</id><published>2005-04-02T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:13:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Over~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hilo ppl i am back after almost one week.. exams are over and its holiday now..but my holiday is only one week..then comes my attachment liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results of posting to allocated company will be out soon...we have been notified it will be release today..but i jus check my mail..and its not here yet..jus hope i get to work with nice ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite look forward to it cos that means no more exam this semester..even have also one module which we will be taking on every friday noon..aha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to update..one of the pet which i have is pregnant..its called loti which is a guinea pig.. pet consultant predicted that there is 2 babies..haha.. its such a wonderful feeling to wait for the arrival of the newborns... so ppl out there do help to pray that they arrive to this world smoothly yah..predicted that the babies will be due this april soon..in one or two weeks time..will post the pics on next postings..keep a lookout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life are full of up and down..every moment there is ppl dying in this world..but at the same time there is new life coming to this world...are u afraid of dying?... why are u afraid of dying? is it becos u haven fufill ur dreams...is it becos u have not say goodbyes to ur loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u have a dream..if u have a plan in mind.. if u want to do something..then jus go do it...becos we only lived once...we might not have the chance to do it in future...so don waste ur life regretting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i watched a tv programme late last night..it was on a very young potential flim director.. he was a 20 plus year old singaporean whose flims have won many awards internationally...future was bright for him... and he was invited on tv for a interview...and he tok about his films..but life is ironic....3 days after that interview where he was in india bombay if i din rememeber wrongly..he met with an accident and was almost killed... but the doctors saved his life..but at the same time he had to remove both his legs to save him... so afterall...he was alive but he will be spending his rest of his life on wheelchair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story gave me an idea... we as human must never hesitated to do anything....cos life is so fragile...life is so small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jus do it for we only live once.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431599865170884?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431599865170884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431599865170884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431599865170884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431599865170884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/04/over.html' title='~*~*~Over~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431595015221935</id><published>2005-03-24T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:12:30.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Tired~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time now 4.14pm...going to rain soon.... alone at home..listening to guang liang's song now...what a sad atmosphere...so many things to do... so tired.... exams are really troublesome..memorising stuff and "vomitting" it out on that day.. whats the point.. 4 more days to first paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will be going back to the books later..no matter what got to pull through it..last lap!! by right should be used to it but donno why..there is always a weird kind of feeling whenever exam period... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;think this is quite common for all students.. so ppl out there having exams do take care and bear with it ba!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in life, there is only quite a few major exams we have to face..pri 4 streaming, pri6 PSLE,  sec 2 streaming, O level, poly exams, and university's exam... we are almost there meaning we don have to face EXAMS in our life anymore..hooorray...haha.. thinking of this do give me bit of strength to carry on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gonna conquer this sickening modules liao..byebye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"hold on to it...for the light of freedom is jus down the road.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431595015221935?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431595015221935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431595015221935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431595015221935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431595015221935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/tired.html' title='~*~*~Tired~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431567594881539</id><published>2005-03-22T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:07:55.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Give ur Best~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="514" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/untitled.jpg" width="492" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am back.. finished one paper today..3 more to go... jus hope everything goes smoothly!! next few days will be study week..so will be staying at home and do what i should do which is STUDY=SIAN...haha..no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results to some people is of not much significance..cos process to them is more important.. ppl felt sad when they got lousy back result...some will then say nvm its over...at the very least u know u did ur best... to ppl out there.. don mind the result u will get...i don mean hack care the result..jus aiming for a pass..but is to really prepare urself well for every exams or tasks u face with.. and give it ur best shot... and have no regrets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u might feel sad knowing u din do well after u stepped out of the exam hall..but if u have done ur part and did ur best..then be proud of urself..cos u have give it a good shot...everything is over..no point pondering over it..like what william hung had said:i done my best and i have no regrets... this is the kind of spirit we should have.. no point comparing to one another..cos everyone is unique..no one is the same....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who are having exams now or soon...take good care of ur health..and jus do ur best..don give urself too much pressure....and things will work out fine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431567594881539?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431567594881539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431567594881539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431567594881539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431567594881539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/give-ur-best.html' title='~*~*~Give ur Best~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431562294258036</id><published>2005-03-18T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:07:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Aim~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks...thanks for visiting my blog...once again.... was happy that ppl supported my blog and tagged... to ppl who jus read but din tag..jus tag k.. leave some comment..or u can start a topic with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was surprised that there is ppl tagging the board... cos was quite quiet at first..haha..i came across many blogspot before i had my own...most talking about things that happen to them..the days they had..the things they did... and it quite puzzle me why ppl start this blog thing..what is their aim.. to share their sorrow..happiness or a place where u can vent ur anger?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for me.. i started this blog becos of one reason...and that is..i am bored...and i want to try out how does it feel to have a blog...and so far i can tell u the feeling is... alright only lah...jus that there is a  place where u can write what u want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i din expect ppl to read it in the first place..cos it feels funny where ppl read about ur stuff so "openly"...then i started thinking..maybe i could write something different...different from other blog where u write about ur daily life...cos to me...my life everyday is "too" happening...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i tried writing on topics..where the topic come from ideas of life...or thoughts that came across my mind from things happening in ur life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to ppl who read it..how was it ar..hahaha... i tried picturing ppl who read my blog..they might be thinking..hey this guy too free izzit..write this type of content...or this guy siao one lah..tok c**k here..hahaha but hey..to come out with such content is not easy k..need to make some sense also ....u got to come out with new ideas and fresh thoughts everyday... so pardon me if i don update everyday..cos I RAN OUT OF THOUGHTS AR!!!!haha..but i will try to write everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and to ppl who tag..thanks very much cos at least i know there is ppl out there reading...and some even come in everyday..thanks ar! this will convert into energy and make me carry on writing in future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will update more tml...thanks once again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431562294258036?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431562294258036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431562294258036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431562294258036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431562294258036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/aim.html' title='~*~*~Aim~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431556040857052</id><published>2005-03-14T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:06:00.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Happiness~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Playing: Li Sheng Jie,Ni Men Yao Kuai Le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am back... studied for pass few days..cos exams coming..but at the same time..upgraded my blogspot...see the tag board there...all thanks to my two good frens... one intro me to it..one help me place it in.... cos i really donno how to place....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope u guys like the song i posted...i will change once i come across nicer songs....so far this is the nicest i heard of... to frens who don understand it..i mean chinese.. its about love...wishing ur other half to find his or her true love..and hoping he or she will live in happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;donno why..out of a sudden..ppl around me start falling in love...ahaha..is this a trend or what...but i believe they are not childs play...ahaha..but no matter what...jus hope they will do well in their love life....and treasure their other half well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i heard of stories where ppl compare their bf and gf with other ppl... is this needed?...cos u should love him or her the way he or she is..and not trying to make him or her follow an example u listed..cos love will nv be the same anymore...they are jus living in someone elses shadows...jus love the way he or she is... there is no need for comparison.... if u keep comparing...u will nv find the gal or guy u like..cos u will never be satisfy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ppl like to tok about love...but do they know what they are actually toking about?...does they really know what is love... even i donno much about it..cos to me it is a brand new feeling everyday.. and its changings every sec..enhancing its level... so everyday as u grow..it changes together with the growth.. and it a long life journey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"u don have to say i love u everyday..what important is..the journey of love keeps going.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431556040857052?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431556040857052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431556040857052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431556040857052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431556040857052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/happiness.html' title='~*~*~Happiness~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431547652466246</id><published>2005-03-13T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:04:36.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Memories~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Playing: Li Sheng Jie,Ni Men Yao Kuai Le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well...din blog for almost a week...finally projects are completed... but exams are coming... and right after exams.. i will be going for industrial attachment... jus hope i get into a nice environment... but the most unlucky thing is that the commencement date falls on my birthday..how ironic..but nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this message in a email from a fren...think that it is quite related to the earlier blog, so jus wanna share with u guys out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday when you return from your school, whether or not it is from a secondary school, a junior collage, a polytechnic, or ITE, you would probably think that school sucks.All that work and torture under your lecturer's or teacher's homework or assignments, or tutorials...But think about this, i mean really think. All the time spent with your classmates, all the laughter, sorrows, and happiness of knowing that your friends are there in your class.Now imagine them gone, perhaps part of them or even all of them. You may not realise it, but when advancing into the next level of education, it is inevitable that some friends will be parting with you.What is all this you ask yourself, what I ask is of you to think, forthose who received this mail, what do those people who were once or were still your classmates and friends meant to you.Anyone who has at least finished their o levels and has graduated from respective schools would know the feeling of parting with your classmates and friends.Not knowing when you still see them again. Perhaps the next day, the next week, month, years, or even decade.Perhaps one day, you would realised how bitter sweet those memories were, the fun you had with your classmates and friends. That is why ever so often when you asked someone which is the most fond memories they had in their years in education, they would oftenhave that sadness in their eyes, but yet, they smile briefly.It's the memories of their school friends. Those unforgettable yearsof laughter and happiness in school.Each classmate had suffered under the same stresses in school. The teachers, whether they are kind or extremely strict.So treasure your schooling days, don't complain, because you never know when you will miss them dearly. And perhaps, shed a tear for those treasured times in your youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the end of it... does it remind u of ur schooldays and frens?... hope it does....&lt;br /&gt;will have more time now..so will blog often...thanks for coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431547652466246?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431547652466246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431547652466246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431547652466246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431547652466246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/memories.html' title='~*~*~Memories~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431533730864087</id><published>2005-03-04T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:02:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Over the Rainbow~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey i am back..thanks for visiting this blog again..din blog recently cos was tied down by projects... able to take a short beak now...so jus come write something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at 9 often cos stay behind for a project.. shown below are the "fruit of my labour".. was not easy to come so far.. this project is really full of up and down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="184" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/untitled.bmp" width="293" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the assembly view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 224px" height="137" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/1.bmp" width="336" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the exploded view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thru this project i discovered quite a number of things... it tooks lots of patience and time to complete this project.. also at the same time... it made the bond between the class stronger...cos we interact more with one another through the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on my way home..i started thinking... and i tried to picture the image one year later..when we graduated from the poly...how time flies..so fast and we are going to be year 3 soon... so fast..we are all going to get into the next part of our life....how will all of us feel on that graduation day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon we will all go our own way... and the book of life is moving into another chapter..jus when we started to get use to one another.. eating and doing work together... those times was so enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in jus a year time or so.. we will not get back to the canteen we use to go to..the library where we watched movie together...the bus stop where we used to gather..the classrooms and halls where we studied and had exams..and the list goes on...there is too jus too many things we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happen not jus in poly..but it happen whenever u leave a place for another...from pre school to pri to sec to poly etc.. althought those time cannot be rewind...what is important is that we have memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i passed by a place i use to go to..i will always think of the past... and friends who have the same memory as u...the everything of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cant hold on to time forever..as we need to move on...so long as we contains the thoughts in mind.. its enough... and never had regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431533730864087?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431533730864087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431533730864087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431533730864087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431533730864087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/03/over-rainbow.html' title='~*~*~Over the Rainbow~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431528592482463</id><published>2005-02-26T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:01:25.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Ten Years Down The Road~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well..time now is 7.28 p.m..first time blogging so early..din blog for a few days cos was busy and sleeping hours is already so little...so don tok about blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading my frens blog..and a thought strike my mind so jus thought of sharing before the content vanish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frens..what are they to u... someone who u will remember for life...or jus for time being..where they will vanish from ur book of life as u move on.. thinking back..i do have some great frens back in primary sch.. and were really close..but where are they now.... there were only some still in contact... but where are those who u had spent ur happiness and sorrow with during ur childhood... were u still be able to interact like before ..when u meet each other on the road one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about secondary school frens... my primary teacher once said: ur true frens for life will be those in ur secondary school... but think.. did her conclusion come true... i really don know... i do still meet some of them in poly now..and we only have time to say hi and bye.. we were all too busy...that we seldom meet up... is the bond still there... i really don know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about poly frens... we are close right now... but what is going to happen after we graduated... and when we have new frens outside...how many will really remember each and everyone of them who had spent the 3 years together... will the history of pri and sec sch repeat itself... its still too early to say... all we can do is jus treasure each of us now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don have to have too many frens in life... jus a few frens indeed is good enough..jus those who can spent with u for the rest of ur life... thats what we call frens for life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 to 10 years down the road..what would we become... would each of us still remember our name.... what changes will each of us have.. 10 years later..i will tell u the answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing we did back in sec sch was really very meaningful.. we each have a piece of paper written with our name... and then passed around the class to let everyone write something about u.. then once its done.. u keep the paper.. 10 years later and u take it out..i bet it will really bring back fond memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maintaining frenship might not be easy... as we move on and we get in contact with new things each days.. but nv forget the frenship u had before...cos all this is fate..thats why we met each other.. he or she might compose a small chpt in ur book of life.. but it might be a very important chpt as it could have an impact on ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nv forget ur old frens when u have new frens.. cos u will nv be able to have true frens then..as frens to u might be jus "passerby"... someone who is jus significant for a period of time.. don treat frens like canned food..cos they shouldn be label with an expiry date.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if i could choose, i would hope for my heart to be a stone rather than sand..cos if i write ur name on the sand and the wind blows..it will be gone.. but if its engraved in the stone.. ur name will always be in my heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431528592482463?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431528592482463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431528592482463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/onwingsoflove.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time now is 12.52..din blog yesterday... cos was too tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgave someone today.. although he was always doing things opp my way.. creating obstacles for me.. but nevertheless.. i learnt throught it.. and i changed.. becoming more forgiving and more patience... but..forgive and acceptance is of different issues... though i had forgiven him.. deep down in my mind.. he has lost his status in my world.. and he will not gain it back...at least for quite some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once u forgive someone..u feel relax...because the knot in ur heart and mind is resolve... its might not be easy to do so or he committed things that is unforgiven..but give everyone some time and things will work out fine..becos time is the best healing medicine.. be it in love, frens, family or what so ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but have u gain from the process... have u attain a higher level of patience and thinking.. if so..then the forgive u gave is even more worth... why make urself suffer and hold grudge against someone..when he or she might be enjoying ..not even knowing someone hate him or her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning to give and take is important in life..cos u cant hold on to everything that u want.. its not within our ability..even is its so..it is too tiring.. cos it will jus only add on to the burden u are carrying with u for the rest of ur life..and one day..u might jus collapse.. and u lose everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but give..only to the right ppl and ppl who deserve it... take only what is needed..and take only when is needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man don always have things running smoothly in their way.. there are bound to be obstacles...but what is impt is we must take those obstacles as lessons and training..even if we fail..we got to take it as our stepping stones and continue with our life... no matter what happen to u.. the world will still rotate...it will still progress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus take things easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431519981271615?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431519981271615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431519981271615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431519981271615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431519981271615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/02/forgiving.html' title='~*~*~Forgiving~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431512656274516</id><published>2005-02-21T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:08:55.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Human~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/13.gif" width="305" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time now 12.53am... always blogging at night..wonder why myself..perhaps can think better in a quiet and peaceful environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can have complete peacefulness in myself...but there are bound to be ppl who will distrupt it.. why..what is their aim..what is their motive...is it becos they are too free? or they jus want to disturb u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus leave me alone..let me have my peace... or should i say..i am too easily affected by minor things they did and they shouldn be blame..cos in the end its my fault...i shouldn mind them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl jus like to make u suffer, when things are running smoothly, they demand changes.. when u and him both know this is good enough and this is the correct way out.. they are jus trying to be different, trying to be smart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will they get in the end...so what if i make things go in ur way.. will the end result get any better..i think it will only get worst.. this is a problem with a person character.. person of this kind will only send a message to others: i am a difficult to get along guy.. bear my temper and my wants if u want to work with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus feel sorry i cant go along with it..i cant stand such kind of person.. i will only say bye to him.. as the saying goes..once bitten twice shy..i learnt my lesson..and i will erase u from my world.. cos u are so insignificant to me..u are jus wasting space in my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u are such kind of person, pls... make some changes before is too late..before u realise..u are the only one left in ur world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431512656274516?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431512656274516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>~*~*~No Turning Back~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time now is 1.58 am... jus finished part of projects... tons of them make me feel breathless.. tired and wear out is what i am filled with now.. how i wish i can get out of all this.. free from the stress and hyper tension world full of endless work..but i chose this path..so i will take this route till the end.. jus keep walking..walking..never look back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i always felt that a person who keep looking back will nv go far...cos he is wasting his time by looking at things he did which cannot be undone...cos we cant turn back the time... i will only look back once i reach the peak of the mountain..cos thats where i will have the greatest view.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;look at the face of the ppl in the chingay parade...u can feel happiness..and yes..they are enjoying themselves alot.. but have u think of the path of hardship they endure through? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;life is full of up and downs..to frens out there...if u are down at this moment..don do anything..don think of anything...jus go to bed.. cos tml u can start afresh... no man is always down forever..there will be days when ur happiness arrive.. don despair..don be sad..cos that day is not far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i always say..live life to fullest..but what does it mean to u? think of it..to me..its definition is: treasure every single things around u..be it frens or family or object... and enjoy every single moment of ur day and night on this earth.. cos we will die eventually..so why lead a sad life...stay happy..thats the spririt of of human race.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well time now is 2.11am... i got to prepare for my new day tml when i open my eyes... hope u guys out there will have a great day ahead... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431497165068814?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431497165068814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431497165068814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431497165068814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431497165068814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-turning-back.html' title='~*~*~No Turning Back~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431472807062661</id><published>2005-02-19T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:52:08.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~Freedom~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes i am back for the second entry.. time now is 12.23 am.. jus bought some fishes... a species call Pearl Scale.. very cute and easy to take care kind of fish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is 9 of them in total.. kept in a 2 feet tank...they are lazy fishes which always stay near the base.. but at time they will make their way up to the surface... and it make me wonder.. are they seeking for food..or are they wanting freedom out of the tank... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What is freedom? does nobody care for u means freedom..does always having things in ur way call freedom.. living without worries call freedom? i think the definition is different from everyone... Freedom should be letting a person do what he or she want to do..but at the same time..hoping that person to have self limitation.. to control..to prevent undesirable situations... ask ur self how much freedom u have got..be it in love or in family... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In love.. do u have the freedom to love the one u love.. some ppl who are long time back are lucky, they get to develop proper relationship..some don..due to matchmaking... or family stress... if they are happy..its fine.. what if they are not? it will be the beginning of another tragic family story... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In family..do u have enough freedom..some ppl complain abt not enough freedom granted by parent or so.. but have u notice freedom and respect have a common factor?.. they both need to be earn... it take times and patience..but its vulnerable at the same time..once a mistake is committed..the amount of respect and freedom drop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; If u still make the same mistakes ..then u are actually not far from being grounded at home again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Treasure the freedom and respect ppl have for u..cos once lose.. it will nv be the same... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431472807062661?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431472807062661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431472807062661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431472807062661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431472807062661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/02/freedom.html' title='~*~*~Freedom~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12392468.post-111431440877540970</id><published>2005-02-18T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T11:53:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~On Wings Of Love~*~*~</title><content type='html'>yes..its my first blog.. i am jus too bored... btw, this blog will not be on my daily event, but my thoughts on things i come across..so don ever think u can know my secret or what so ever..haha..&lt;br /&gt;it will jus be a simple blog with simple template and design and simply thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now listening to superman by mayday, nice song but is written with a sad feeling, a superman that has power to do many amazing things, but cant do much for his love. do u have the same fate as him? wanting to hold back and salvage ur love, but met with obstacles and u gave up ultimately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say, give up for u want him or her to find real happiness, some say fight for it.. which would u choose... what will be the result of it? nobody knows unless u try the solution out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime i wonder, what is love to ppl... is it jus an additional advance level of care and concern as compare to normal frenship, or is it jus saying the three words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three words may be simple, easy to say, but do u know the commitment of it..the consequences u have to bear..because saying is always easier say than done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl might have many bf or gf..i don know..i don know why is it so..what is the reason behind it..can a person really fall in and out of love that easily? they claim they love who and who so much,saying things like they cant wait to see each other every minute every sec, but not long after the last breakup, they found a new one... a subsitute? or is it a true love? i really don know...what is love to them... i think only they will know ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are jus my thoughts: if u are not clear of ur future with him or her, then don fall in love,cos its a wastage of time, in the end it might turn from friends to lovers to stranger.. thats the saddest part...becoz u were once an item and now a total stranger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks..thats all for today... come back tml for more...&lt;br /&gt;~~jus a simple thought of mine~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12392468-111431440877540970?l=onwingsoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/111431440877540970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12392468&amp;postID=111431440877540970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431440877540970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12392468/posts/default/111431440877540970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onwingsoflove.blogspot.com/2005/02/on-wings-of-love.html' title='~*~*~On Wings Of Love~*~*~'/><author><name>On Wings Of Love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07500705386592140928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v718/10004498/desmond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
