<?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-4226206263639603888</id><updated>2012-01-16T19:29:57.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teenage hearts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-9128583574292901687</id><published>2012-01-16T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:29:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#nine. heart skip skip a beat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/1326709367980.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird but I am happy now. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-9128583574292901687?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/9128583574292901687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2012/01/nine-heart-skip-skip-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/9128583574292901687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/9128583574292901687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2012/01/nine-heart-skip-skip-beat.html' title='#nine. heart skip skip a beat.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-6026251643744702191</id><published>2012-01-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:54:40.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#eight. missed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/406753_10150500339419648_634439647_8535755_2117968761_n-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with a group of friends to sent Nur Dellysda H to the airport yesterday. I hope she is doing fine right now. School will be starting for her this Wednesday. I miss her so much now. :-( &lt;3 I hope to see her this April.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-6026251643744702191?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/6026251643744702191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2012/01/eight-missed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/6026251643744702191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/6026251643744702191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2012/01/eight-missed.html' title='#eight. missed.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-4769456013695951275</id><published>2011-12-29T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:00:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#seven. afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/IMG_2011122444259.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I don't know what is best for me. I am scared to open up again. Enough of heartbreaks, chances and mistakes. There is no room for mistakes. I am shutting the door to my heart until someone came in and turn everything around once again. I had enough for now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. I misplaced my spectacle and my contact lens has already expired. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get 15 to 19 points, I will choose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Chemical And Pharmaceutical Technology - 17 ponts @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;2)Food Science And Nutrition - 16 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;4)Materials Science - 15 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;5)Business Information Technology - 15 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;6)Business Management - 16 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;7)Food And Beverage Business - 16 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;8)Fund Management And Administration - 16 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;9)Hospitality &amp; Tourism Management - 16 ponts @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;10)Hotel and Hospitality Management - 18 points @ RP&lt;br /&gt;11)International Supply Chain Management - 16 points @ NP&lt;br /&gt;12)Marketing - 17 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;13)Maritime Business - 16 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;14)Financial Information - 15 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get 11 to 14 points (impossible but I will just list it anyway), I will choose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Applied Chemistry with Pharmaceutical Science - 12 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;2)Food Science &amp; Technology - 14 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;3)Medicinal Chemistry - 14 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;4)Pharmaceutical Sciences - 14 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;5)Accountancy - 11 points @ NP/SP&lt;br /&gt;6)Accountancy &amp; Finance - 13 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;7)Banking &amp; Financial Services - 14 points @ NYP / 11 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;8)Business &amp; Social Enterprise - 12 points @ NP&lt;br /&gt;9)Business Administration - 12 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;10)Business Management - 16 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;11)Business Studies - 11 points @ NP&lt;br /&gt;12)Dental Hygiene and Therapy - 12 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;13)Optometry - 12 points @ NP/SP&lt;br /&gt;14)Applied Drama and Psychology - 13 points @ SP&lt;br /&gt;15) Child Psychology &amp; Early Education - 11 points @ NP&lt;br /&gt;16) Early Childhood Education - 14 point @ NP&lt;br /&gt;17) Social Sciences( Social Work) - 13 points @ NYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out a few of the courses. Kinda lazy to type all of it. But the course that I really want to get in is ... &lt;b&gt;Business Innovation &amp; Design&lt;/b&gt; at SP. :B O level results is in 11 to 13 days. I can't wait for Polytechnic Open Houses. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-4769456013695951275?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4769456013695951275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/seven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/4769456013695951275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/4769456013695951275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/seven.html' title='#seven. afraid.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-2922078023135049395</id><published>2011-12-19T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:44:46.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#six. deep down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/IMG_201112186166.jpg border=0 alt=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like bullshit. Some days I feel that I ain't pretty enough or good enough for anyone. I have insecurities every single day. That is just part of my life. It is just difficult to stop being insecure of who I am. The person I look at in the mirror or even the reflection whenever I walk pass one, isn't vain at all, she is just insecure of how she looks or even afraid of what people might think. I am that girl who stares at the mirror, looking at her pimples, her big forehead, her round face and flaws. That girl who covers up her face with make up whenever she heads out. She is afraid to look at the weighing scale even if she is skinny as fvck. I love looking at other pretty ladies out there and wish I could be one of them. I am sorry but that is just me. However I am thankful of what God gave me. I just have to regain my confidence back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I will be back. I need time on my own to find myself back. Facebook and Twitter deactivated. I am going out of Singapore. Forgive me if I didn't reply any text messages or calls. Take care. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-2922078023135049395?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2922078023135049395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/six-deep-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/2922078023135049395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/2922078023135049395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/six-deep-down.html' title='#six. deep down.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-3019229498788881552</id><published>2011-12-09T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T17:58:16.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#five. what if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/2011-12-09175419-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get 20 points and worse, I will choose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Nursing - 28 points @ NP/NYP &lt;br /&gt;Reasons: When I was young, I do have dreams of wanting to become a doctor. Since I am in the NA stream and I don't take any pure Sciences, there's very little (probably none) chance of me on becoming a doctor. Since then, this dream of wanting to become a doctor, fades, just because I know I can't be one. Nursing is a good way to work closely with the doctors. I might not know, maybe in the future, I will take courses in doctoring even if it takes years of pursuing this dream. Other than that, nursing is now high in demand and the government will be desperate on wanting more nurses because of the ageing population. This is why the cut of point is pretty steep and it is to attract more student in joining nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Restaurant And Culinary Operation - 20 point @ RP&lt;br /&gt;Reasons: I have a lot of dreams. One of my dreams is to open up my own food business even if I am not a good cook or rarely cook. I am more into business. This is a good step to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Pharmaceutical Science - 25 points @ RP&lt;br /&gt;Reasons: I don't know. I don't have any wow reason for this course. But all I know, it will be awesome to learn about medicines and etc. At least, this course is near to nursing or even doctoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) ITE/ Higher Nitec&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wouldn't mind taking food related courses and even business courses in ITE/ Higher Nitec even if I have wasted a year just to take my O level. Even if I do pass my O level, I would probably choose this path. I wanted to take this path last year, but somehow, I chose to take O level, to work hard and try my luck. :-) People will judge me here but idgaf because atleast, I still do have dreams right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post will be on the courses if I get 15 points to 19 points but not today. Stay tune. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-3019229498788881552?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/3019229498788881552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/3019229498788881552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/3019229498788881552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-what-if.html' title='#five. what if?'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-5090295156238277726</id><published>2011-12-08T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T18:41:04.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#four. hopes and dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/IMG_8991-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;What can I do to wake yourself up? I miss the old you. I miss meeting you and grab some bubble tea or even play at the playground. We bearly contact any more. What's wrong? You refuse to speak up. I miss you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O level results day is nearing. December is ending soon. January is coming. I have been thinking and planning a lot. The courses and schools to take if I get certain points. And I also plan on where to go if I can't even hit 25 points for O level. This thought is killing me but at least, I am going to be mentally prepared even if I will never be emotionally ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day of work will be on the 18th of December which falls on the Sunday. I am only left with six more working days. I am really eager to get my next pay but I will only receive it next year. I have been waiting for the day to open up my own online business and model my own business. Hahaha. This is weird but somehow, this is what I have been wanting to do for the past two to three years. I am going to start small. With God's guidance and strong support, InsyaAllah I will be successful one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-5090295156238277726?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/5090295156238277726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/four-hopes-and-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/5090295156238277726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/5090295156238277726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/four-hopes-and-dreams.html' title='#four. hopes and dreams.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-4550247823621566706</id><published>2011-12-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:58:36.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#three. time will heal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/IMG_1593-1-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I loved. I got ditched. I got my heart broken countless of times. With time and patience, things will turn around for sure. Nobody said that love going to be easy. No matter how tough things might get, wipe your tears away, have some faith and pick yourself up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy. upset. twitter and facebook deactivated. family and friends are missed. need my life back. need her back. disappointed. useless as always. need everything to be in place again. hate this. fxck this shit. period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-4550247823621566706?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/4550247823621566706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/three-time-will-heal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/4550247823621566706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/4550247823621566706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/12/three-time-will-heal.html' title='#three. time will heal.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-2835053213865392151</id><published>2011-11-11T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:34:57.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#two. actions speak louder than words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I trust actions rather than words. You can babble about all the amazing things but end up with just empty promises, right? It has been years and nothing seems to change. What am I suppose to do? Run back to you again like I did a gazillion times? It's never ending. I am much more stronger than all the tough times we had. Yes, I have changed because pain does that to people. It feels like as if my heart has been hit by a lorry continuously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/3-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth of November, Asyiqin, Dellysda, Yu Hui and I went to town to find our prom stuffs. I didn't get anything for myself. I was just looking through because I will be finding my stuffs again on Saturday with my eldest sister. When Asyiqin and Dellysda went away, Sherry came along and bought herself a dress. So anyway, bus 190 will always be very pack during night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I hope tomorrow I will find all my prom stuffs because I am tired looking for dresses online. I have walk-in-interview today with Asyiqin. I hope luck is on our side to get the job and the branch near our home. In addition, I hope that we will not get separated to another branch if we did get the job. I am going to search more jobs online. Xoxo. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-2835053213865392151?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/2835053213865392151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-actions-speak-louder-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/2835053213865392151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/2835053213865392151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-actions-speak-louder-than-words.html' title='#two. actions speak louder than words.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226206263639603888.post-8705969578925152337</id><published>2011-11-10T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:55:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#one. tough heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab294/neerehs/22-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn't expect things would be this way. I didn't expect love could change to hate in just a short period of time. I need time. I need space. I need to be a distance from you. I am not hurt. I just like it to be this way between us. No knots attached. No I love you(s). I am numb. I am not used to have changes and even those slight changes. We were brought up this way in our relationship and it is difficult to adapt a new environment without getting hurt. I no longer wish to compromise and make things better. I am sick and tired of false hopes. I can't fight it out anymore. Period.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I am back to blogging. Thumbs up. I deleted all of the previous post to start a fresh. I am still willing to keep the url as neerehs. Simple. One more O level paper to freedom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4226206263639603888-8705969578925152337?l=neerehs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/feeds/8705969578925152337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-tough-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/8705969578925152337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4226206263639603888/posts/default/8705969578925152337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neerehs.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-tough-heart.html' title='#one. tough heart.'/><author><name>Shrn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
