tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251358752012-02-17T02:59:15.199+08:00Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-31664757441844721292011-09-07T00:50:00.001+08:002011-09-07T00:50:33.037+08:00Once again, the end. Letting go. It's my fault. There's no one to blame but myself. I make the decision,那我就要承担. <br /><br />Wendy khoo u are strong, u will stand again, dun let ppl know that u cried. Do not let anyone see ur tear...<br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-3166475744184472129?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-25986563572878206882011-07-31T23:15:00.001+08:002011-07-31T23:15:19.498+08:00<br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/113322311206416598046/APlaceICallMyOwnn?authkey=Gv1sRgCM_7oKqwyavI3QE#5635535325948370562'><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UkU5Z3a37BA/TjVxhUZRXoI/AAAAAAAAAww/pB_vIhKvm3Y/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Haha.. It just happen. So coincident that u msg me at this timing.. :)) haha.. <br /><br />Nitenite.. :))<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-2598656357287820688?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-80429038305163097022011-07-18T19:35:00.001+08:002011-07-18T19:35:55.164+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >dun</span> give up.. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>give up...</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>i dun think i can forget..</b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-8042903830516309702?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-3012833300805798472011-07-18T17:23:00.003+08:002011-07-30T23:54:30.434+08:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><i>17/7/2011</i></b></span></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">we are <b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">officially</span> </span></b>together</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">but</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I am scare..</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">will it end badly again..</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">will I be hurt again</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">can I dun put in so much this time</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">a lot of ppl seems happy for me</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">will I disappoint them..</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Am I able to tell her?</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Should I tell her now?</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Should I let him know?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-301283330080579847?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-16825281307992729872011-06-02T21:21:00.001+08:002011-06-02T21:21:56.140+08:00The tears eventually drop... Thought I can hold on to it.. But it seems nt.. Dread for this day ever since u told me.. Thought I might have a few mths to settle the heart, settle the mind.. But.. Eventually I still cried.. <br /><br />Have even thinking this few days. Should I stop? It's been far too long.. 5 yrs? I thought.. I can change.. But it's seems like smoke nw.. <br /><br />Can I move on...<br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/113322311206416598046/APlaceICallMyOwnn?authkey=Gv1sRgCM_7oKqwyavI3QE#5613612079328304754'><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pS0tdj2QL1o/TeeOcac0nnI/AAAAAAAAAwk/SStuUQRjh6M/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />-uende<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-1682528130799272987?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25135875.post-3949093279081652282011-03-22T08:15:00.001+08:002011-03-22T08:15:53.483+08:00Just realise I am damn awesome and strong. Whatever I account yesterday, I cried then I was okay again. I hated that alone and scare feeling, but was glad when Mel and Alvin was accompanying me thru the numerous phone call. <br /><br />Seriously, dunnoe eat will happen if we meet. Haha... Cannot think.<br /><br />So tired, eye so pain. Didn't slp much. Woke up like late today. Haha..<br /><br />Wanted to del the person on fb, but guess wat!! He del me first. Haha... Must be very scare that I say all the mean things abt him then spoil his chance in wooing other girls. Haha!! Beware!!!<br /><br />Nw in sch.. And... Ya... Bye bye!!<br /><br />☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆<br /><br />- ♪───Ｏ（≧∇≦）Ｏ────♪<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25135875-394909327908165228?l=uende-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Uendehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14640079382240726487noreply@blogger.com0