<?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-5106795738769714117</id><updated>2011-07-29T17:47:39.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges are what make LIFE interesting, overcoming them is what makes LIFE Meaningful!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;是啊，我们究竟是什么关系呢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;曾经的爱人么，可你从没爱过我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你只是把我当做她不在你身边时的替代品，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;我已经不再奢望能再拥有你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你曾经叫过我一声老婆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你还记得么。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;对了，你说过，你和我在一起的所有记忆都已遗忘。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;我到底在期待什么。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;满嘴都是涩涩的味道。想着和你在一起的时光。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;每天不忘记去看你的日记，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;希望那里能有我的足迹，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;可是没有，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;也不可能有我，我知道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你的心里，记着的全是她，我跟她说，希望你们幸福，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;可是，失去了你，我的幸福又在哪里。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;已经过去2天，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;离开你已经两天，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;虽然我们还有说话，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;可是，已经变了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你变得很冷漠，对我很冷淡。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;我究竟在期盼什么呢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;你已经说得很清楚了不是么。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;说了那么多的对不起，却换不来一句我爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='爱你有点苦，但是不爱你，我会崩溃。'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3274366303224619147</id><published>2009-07-11T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:57:31.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果，爱。。。</title><content type='html'>一大早，请了钟点女佣来家里打扫，我就偷个闲，在这里窜，在这里幻想，。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果，爱你的另一半，你会为他打扫清洁房子吗？我会，至少也会帮他安排女佣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果，爱你的情人，就连他挖鼻孔时的模样你也会觉得可爱吗？我会，如果他长得象金城武。还&lt;br /&gt;有，鼻孔不会变大。最重要别往嘴里送！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果，爱你的他，需要无时无刻让他知道吗？我不确定，次数多了，会嫌烦吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱上了他，你还会考虑相遇得太早或太迟吗？。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱她，你会计较她怎么不爱陪你逛街，怎么不替你拿包包吗？我爱女友陪我闲逛，真正要买东西时他最好不在，免得他阻止。包包重的他拿，轻的我拿，美的我拿，丑的他拿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱，你原本不打算结婚生子的摩登想法会为他而改变吗？。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱在心中，分隔多远多久都不会是问题吗？。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱她，就要体谅他很忙才忘记你们之间的纪念日，生日和情人节吗？如果很忙无法庆祝绝没&lt;br /&gt;问题，可是忘记了会让人挺失望的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱，就不会想太多对与不对，会或不会吗？朋友都说我对于爱，想太多了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果爱是无条件，以上的是条件吗？真的可以做到无条件吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好懊恼哦！怎么我不能不想呢？这个年头，连请个钟点女佣都变得不简单。她还嫌我家离她家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远，得换巴士，还说如果我不固定长期请她，她也不做！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天啊！！！还我单纯简单的年代吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3274366303224619147?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3274366303224619147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3125598344128338391</id><published>2009-06-28T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:40:48.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>願意走下去嗎</title><content type='html'>不是perfect match&lt;br /&gt;很多人告訴我&lt;br /&gt;甚至介紹男孩給我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要perfect match嗎?&lt;br /&gt;我會反問，會有嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許我受過不少教訓....&lt;br /&gt;「你要愛情還是麵包....」&lt;br /&gt;「你不是要甚麼浪漫愛情呀...」&lt;br /&gt;「你其實想點怎樣...」&lt;br /&gt;「你都要想一想你的將來」&lt;br /&gt;......還有很多很多.....我也記得，清清楚楚...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很簡單&lt;br /&gt;我不善熱情&lt;br /&gt;我不善表達&lt;br /&gt;我只想...&lt;br /&gt;不論發生甚麼事，也願意跟我一起過的人&lt;br /&gt;你願意嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;任何事也不是必然的&lt;br /&gt;明白沒有人必然在身邊陪伴的&lt;br /&gt;明白要學自省獨立&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3125598344128338391?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3125598344128338391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3125598344128338391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3125598344128338391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3125598344128338391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='願意走下去嗎'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5926145593651975629</id><published>2009-05-12T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:05:00.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱担心</title><content type='html'>有时候，似乎觉得为你爱的人的担心是白费的。&lt;br /&gt;因为他根本就漠不关心，也毫不在乎。&lt;br /&gt;甚至觉得你在绑紧着他，让他不能窒息。&lt;br /&gt;他觉得他无须向你交代，而你也没想要他给你任何交代。&lt;br /&gt;你只想知道他还安全地活在这世上。这就能让你满足了，因为你是爱他的。&lt;br /&gt;爱就是这样的莫名其妙，让人不知所措。&lt;br /&gt;你不想要担心，却莫名地担心起来。&lt;br /&gt;明知这样的担心将是白费的，却仍然不能控制地为他担心。&lt;br /&gt;明知这样的担心将会带来的后果，却仍然无法自拔地为他担心。&lt;br /&gt;为何？也许这就是爱？&lt;br /&gt;爱得哭天叫地。&lt;br /&gt;爱得死去活来。&lt;br /&gt;爱得无法自拔。&lt;br /&gt;爱得无地自容。&lt;br /&gt;这就是爱？值得爱吗？&lt;br /&gt;值得为爱而付出吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5926145593651975629?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5926145593651975629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5926145593651975629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5926145593651975629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5926145593651975629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_12.html' title='爱担心'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-7980415478720092559</id><published>2009-05-10T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:38:20.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>摩天轮的传说</title><content type='html'>摩天轮的传说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个关于摩天轮的传说&lt;br /&gt;一起坐摩天轮的恋人最终会以分手告终&lt;br /&gt;但当摩天轮达到最高点时&lt;br /&gt;如果与恋人亲吻&lt;br /&gt;就会永远一直走下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;传说摩天轮的每个盒子里都装满了幸福&lt;br /&gt;当我们仰望摩天轮的时候&lt;br /&gt;就是在仰望幸福&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福有多高&lt;br /&gt;摩天轮就有多高&lt;br /&gt;当我们渴望得到幸福但幸福又迟迟没有到来的时候&lt;br /&gt;试著坐上摩天轮等待它慢慢升高&lt;br /&gt;直到最顶端&lt;br /&gt;俯视所看到的一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我们所要的幸福很简单&lt;br /&gt;从那里往下看&lt;br /&gt;人都匍匐在脚下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信&lt;br /&gt;世界很大&lt;br /&gt;但总有属于我们简单的幸福&lt;br /&gt;所以&lt;br /&gt;当我们感到不幸福的时候&lt;br /&gt;试著去仰望摩天轮&lt;br /&gt;等待著所谓的幸福高度&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们说&lt;br /&gt;眺望摩天轮的人都是在眺望幸福&lt;br /&gt;我们仰望它的时候&lt;br /&gt;是不是已经得到了幸福？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们说，摩天轮的每个格子里都盛放着幸福.我很想和最爱的人一起坐上摩天轮,站在风的上面，开放属于两个人的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;而现在我只能站在轮回下，仰望着幸福，然后低下头快步离开。也许我会一直都仰起头。&lt;br /&gt;他们说这样，眼泪不容易流下来。&lt;br /&gt;幸福其实和摩天轮是一样的，转啊转啊，一圈又一圈的来来去去，没有停留，但是总是&lt;br /&gt;会义无反顾的回来，没有意外，也没有停歇。但是，我没有入场券。&lt;br /&gt;所以，摩天轮幸福得很孤单。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说。摩天轮是为了和喜欢的人在一起。&lt;br /&gt; 才跨越天空而存在的。慢慢的。&lt;br /&gt; 天空的颜色。蓝。&lt;br /&gt;摩天轮的幸福就象天空一样的高远。广阔。&lt;br /&gt;它带给我们的幸福，是一种缓慢的，宁静的，安稳的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;近在咫尺，却远在天边。&lt;br /&gt;我们一直在努力。尝试着接近幸福。 天一样高的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;摩天轮比我们先做到。&lt;br /&gt;所以。&lt;br /&gt;它成了我们幸福的化身。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空的颜色斑斓得眩目。一旁安静的摩天轮饰演着安静。&lt;br /&gt;默默地，给人们传递幸福。&lt;br /&gt;幸福就象游乐场的摩天轮,要转一大圈才能找到,而且&lt;br /&gt;是不能回头的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摩天轮缓缓地看着世界,我们痴痴地望着摩天轮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;传说,摩天轮是为了纪念大水车.&lt;br /&gt;传说,摩天轮的发明是从巴黎的艾菲而铁塔那儿得到启发.&lt;br /&gt;传说,摩天轮就是给恋人坐的.&lt;br /&gt;传说,摩天轮每转过一圈,地球上就会有一对接吻的恋人.&lt;br /&gt;传说,摩天轮的每个格子里都装满了幸福.摩天轮是为了和喜欢的人,一起跨越天空而存在的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;传说,在嘉年华和自己心爱人坐上摩天轮,当到最顶端的时候,和他(她)接吻,你们就会永远&lt;br /&gt;在一起,幸福的走下去......&lt;br /&gt;传说,坐上摩天轮就是幸福,随着摩天轮渐渐转动,升起,人们在脚下,变得渺小,整个世界仿&lt;br /&gt;佛只有我和身边的人,我们也就离神更近一些.当摩天论转到最高处的时候,虔诚的许下一&lt;br /&gt;个愿望,那样,你的那个愿望就会被神听到,如果神仙认为你是个好孩子,那么你的愿望就会&lt;br /&gt;得以实现.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-7980415478720092559?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-146190998741355584</id><published>2009-03-05T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:55:39.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>关于爱</title><content type='html'>爱的感觉，总是在一开始觉得很甜蜜，总觉得多一个人陪、多一个人帮你分担， 你终於不再孤单了，至少有一个人想著你、恋著你， 不论做什么事情， 只要能一起，就是好的， 但是慢慢的，随著彼此的认识愈深，你开始发现了对方的缺点， 於是问题一个接著一个发生， 你开始烦、累，甚至想要逃避， 有人说爱情就像在捡石头， 总想捡到一个适合自己的， 但是你又如何知道什么时候能够捡到呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她适合你，那你又适合她吗? 其实，爱情就像磨石子一样， 或许刚捡到的时候，你不是那么的满意， 但是记住人是有弹性的， 很多事情是可以改变的， 只要你有心、有勇气， 与其到处去捡未知的石头，还不如好好的将自己已经拥有的石头磨亮磨，你开始磨了吗？ 很多人以为是因为感情淡了， 所以人才会变得懒惰。 错！ 其实是人先被惰性征服， 所以感情才会变淡的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在某个聚餐的场合, 有人提议多吃点虾子对身体好， 这时候有个中年男人忽然说「十年前，当我老婆 还是我的女朋友的时候，她说要吃十只虾，我就剥二十只给她！ 现在，如果她要我帮她剥虾壳，开玩笑！我连帮她脱衣服都没兴趣了，还剥虾壳咧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听到了吗？明白了吗？难怪越来越多人只想要谈一辈子的恋爱，却迟迟不肯走入婚姻。 因为，婚姻容易让人变得懒惰。 如果每个人都 懒得讲话、 懒得倾听、 懒得制造惊喜、 懒得温柔体贴， 那么夫妻或是情人之间，又怎么会不渐行渐远渐无声呢？ 所以请记住： 有活力的爱情， 是需要适度殷勤灌溉的， 谈恋爱，更是不可以偷懒的喔！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一对情侣，相约下班後去用餐、逛街，可是女孩因为公司会议而延误了，当她冒著雨赶到的时候已经迟 到了30多分钟， 他的男朋友很不高兴的说： 你每次都这样，现在我甚么心情也没了，我以後再也不会等 你了！ 刹那间，女孩终於决堤崩溃了， 她心里在想：或许，他们再也没有未来了…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同样的在同一个地点，另一对情侣也面临同样的处境；女孩赶到的时候也迟到了半个钟头，他的男朋友 说：我想你一定忙坏了吧！ 接著他为女孩拭去脸上的雨水，并且脱去外套盖在女孩身上， 此刻，女孩流泪 了, 但是流过她脸颊的泪却是温馨的。 你体会到了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实爱、恨往往只是在我们的一念之间！爱不仅要懂得宽容更要及时， 很多事可能只是在於你心境的转变罢了！ 懂了吗？ 当有个人爱上你，而你也觉得他不错。 那并不代表你会选择他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们总说：我要找一个你很爱很爱的人，才会谈恋爱。但是当对方问你，怎样才算是很爱很爱的时候， 你可能无法回答他，因为你自己也不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没错，我们总是以为，我们会找到一个自己很爱很爱的人。可是後来，当我们猛然回首，我们才会发觉自己曾经多么天真。 假如从来没有开始，你怎么知道自己会不会很爱很爱那个人呢？ 其实，很爱很爱的感觉，是要在一起经历了许多事情之後才会发现的。或许每个人都希望能够找到自己心目中百分之百的伴侣， 但是你有没有想过在你身边会不会早已经有人默默对你付出很久了，只是你没发觉而已呢？ 所以，还是仔细看看身边的人吧！他或许已经等你很久喽！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当你爱一个人的时候，爱到八分绝对刚刚好。所有的期待和希望都只有七八分；剩下两三分用来爱自己。 如果你还继续爱得更多，很可能会给对方沉重的压力，让彼此喘不过气来， 完全丧失了爱情的乐趣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以请记住，喝酒不要超过六分醉， 吃饭不要超过七分饱， 爱一个人不要超过八分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天朋友问我：到底该怎么做才算是爱一个人呢？我笑著跟他说：其实每个人的爱情观都不一样，说对了叫开导，但就怕说错反倒变成误导。那就糟糕了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你也正在为爱迷惘，或许下面这段话可以给你一些启示：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，要了解，也要开解；要道歉，也要道谢； 要认错，也要改错； 要体贴，也要体谅； 是接受，而不是忍受； 是宽容，而不是纵容； 是支持，而不是支配； 是慰问，而不是质问； 是倾诉，而不是控诉；是难忘，而不是遗忘； 是彼此交流，而不是凡事交代； 是为对方默默祈求， 而不是向对方诸多要求； 可以浪漫，但不要浪费； 可以随时牵手，但不要随便分手。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-146190998741355584?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/146190998741355584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=146190998741355584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/146190998741355584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/146190998741355584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='关于爱'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4116423296172559530</id><published>2009-02-27T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:28:09.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱与被爱</title><content type='html'>人们都说被爱是幸福的。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我的人能为我做好多事情。他会在我考试前的那一刻，给我一只笔，再加上一句能让我心情安定的话。他会在我游泳过后，递给我一条毛巾，对我说：“小心别着凉！”他总会在每种不同的场合下，无微不至地照顾我生活上的每一个细节。他让我看见了他的细心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我的人会尽他的能力来让我开心。他会在我难过时，借我他的肩膀；即使我躺上一两个钟头，他也不会有一声怨言。他会在我不高兴时，把我带到沙滩上谈心；即使我们俩谈上了一整夜，他也不会让我看出他的疲惫。他会在我伤心时，一句话也不说地静听着我的怨言；尽管我哭天叫地，他都会陪伴在我的身旁。有时候，我还看见他眼眶里含着泪水。他让我看见了他的关心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我的人愿意为我等上一辈子，也许他只为陪伴着我看细水长流。十个月、二十个月、十年、二十年，他依然心不变。他让我看见了他的痴心与耐心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们都说爱人是痛苦的。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱的人未必会爱我，造成一次又一次地被他伤害。他可以突然牵着我的手，陪伴着我走过荒芜的沙丘，也可以毫无理由地突然放开我的手。他为何一直让我猜他的心？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱的人不会无时无刻地在我身边。相反的，我会守在他的身旁，陪伴着他在生命中的每一次拔河。只要能分享他生活中的一小部分的喜怒哀乐，我就已心满意足了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我并不贪心。爱不是占有、爱是拥有，在心里拥有那份爱。即使我爱的人不在身边，我还拥有着对他的爱，拥有着我与他曾经分享过的点点滴滴。其实，爱人并不是那么痛苦吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我并不负心。但，当我不爱一个爱我的人，我就得拒绝他对我的那份爱。可是，他对我的那一片痴心，给我的那一份关怀，又让我不知该怎么婉辞他的爱。这样子的拖拖拉拉，应该不会美好啦！所以，被爱并不是那么幸福吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱人幸福，还是被爱幸福？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作家吴淡如曾经写过：爱，与被爱，永远摇晃在天平的两边！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，决定的人，只能是你自己。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4116423296172559530?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4116423296172559530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4116423296172559530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4116423296172559530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4116423296172559530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_27.html' title='爱与被爱'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-7440356523156444685</id><published>2009-02-15T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:30:30.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情</title><content type='html'>情是：-&lt;br /&gt;它包括了很多的东西&lt;br /&gt;亲情，友情，爱情。。。&lt;br /&gt;人要是可以不用在乎这些的话，该有都有&lt;br /&gt;常常会问自己，我要的是什莫？？？&lt;br /&gt;常常在不知不觉而忽略了&lt;br /&gt;好像不要去理会可是。。。 我可以吗？？&lt;br /&gt;心情好比尤如有个人在提醒着。&lt;br /&gt;当心已不再想的时候， 已经太晚了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-7440356523156444685?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7440356523156444685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=7440356523156444685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7440356523156444685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7440356523156444685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_6641.html' title='情'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-9189465261968061984</id><published>2009-02-15T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:24:23.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PAIN...&lt;br /&gt;Pain - can be phyiscally or mentally,&lt;br /&gt;Pain - which is more painful?&lt;br /&gt;Medicine can cure phyisically, but how about mentally?&lt;br /&gt;There are so many different types of Pains...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the pain can just caused by unintentionally words or actions,&lt;br /&gt;Thou I look strong &amp;amp; brave to others, but I am a person who is easily hurts...&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like telling the others that I m hurts by your words or actions,&lt;br /&gt;but nobody believe me...&lt;br /&gt;Cos I really look likes very brave &amp;amp; strong...&lt;br /&gt;What wrong with that look??? I am just borned with it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it hurts more when is being says or doned by loved ones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-9189465261968061984?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9189465261968061984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=9189465261968061984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/9189465261968061984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/9189465261968061984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1588780670587854304</id><published>2009-02-06T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:14:54.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>在你心中有这样的一个人吗？</title><content type='html'>你们可能相爱过，你们也可能喜欢着彼此，&lt;br /&gt;但是，为了什么原因你们没能在一起？&lt;br /&gt;也许他为了朋友之间的义气，不能追你。&lt;br /&gt;也许为了顾及家人的意见 ，你们没有在一起。&lt;br /&gt;也许为了出国深造，他没有要你等他。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太早，还不懂得珍惜对方。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们相遇太晚，你们身边已经有了另一个人。&lt;br /&gt;也许你回头太迟，对方已不再等待。&lt;br /&gt;也许你们彼此在捉摸对方的心，而迟迟无法跨出界线。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过即使你们没在一起，你们还是保持了朋友的关系。&lt;br /&gt;但是你们心底清楚，对这个人，你比朋友还多了一份关心。&lt;br /&gt;即使不能跟他名正言顺的牵着手逛街，你们还是可以做无所不谈的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;他有喜欢的人，你口头上会帮他追，心里却不是很清楚你是不是真的希望他追到。&lt;br /&gt;他遇到困难时，你会尽你所能的帮他，不会计较谁又欠了谁。&lt;br /&gt;男女朋友吃醋了，你会安抚他们说你和他只是朋友，但你心中会有那么一丝的不确定。&lt;br /&gt;每个人这辈子，心中都有过这么一个特别的朋友，很矛盾的行为。&lt;br /&gt;一开始你不甘心只做朋友的，但久了，突然发现这样最好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿这样关心他， 总好过你们在一起而有天会分手。&lt;br /&gt;你宁愿做他的朋友，彼此不会吃醋，才可以真的无所不谈。&lt;br /&gt;特别是这样，你还是知道，他永远会关心你的。&lt;br /&gt;做不成男女朋友，当他那个特别的朋友，有什么不好呢？&lt;br /&gt;你心中的这个特别的朋友...?&lt;br /&gt; 是谁呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多的感情，都因为一厢情愿，最后连朋友都当不成了，常常觉得惋惜，可惜一些本来&lt;br /&gt;很好的友情，最后却因为对方的一句喜欢你，如果你没有反应，这一段友情似乎也难以&lt;br /&gt;维持下去，这也难怪有些人会因此不肯踏出这一步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为这就像是一场赌注，表白了之后不是成了男女朋友，要不就连朋友都当不成了。&lt;br /&gt;有些事不是你能预料的，或许对方不在意，你们还可以是朋友，但却已经不如从前的好。&lt;br /&gt;也是可惜，也是遗憾！但还有没有可能是另一种情况，你可能永远都不甘心只是朋友. . . . .（完）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1588780670587854304?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1588780670587854304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1588780670587854304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1588780670587854304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1588780670587854304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='在你心中有这样的一个人吗？'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3000777587103372396</id><published>2009-01-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:25:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>错</title><content type='html'>人为什么会只有在走到尽头的时候，才会醒悟！&lt;br /&gt;人为什么伤了爱与关心她的人的时候，才会心痛！&lt;br /&gt;人啊！人啊！快快醒悟。。 要不就太迟了！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3000777587103372396?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3000777587103372396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3000777587103372396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3000777587103372396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3000777587103372396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_17.html' title='错'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-812448617209281895</id><published>2009-01-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:24:25.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>Out of no where, I found that i am in the confusion situation of what i want, where i stand, who i am?&lt;br /&gt;Life had been not a very smooth for me.&lt;br /&gt;Times are bad&lt;br /&gt;Mind cant think&lt;br /&gt;Mind cant works&lt;br /&gt;All are in a mess&lt;br /&gt;Ways to clear....&lt;br /&gt;Clear my mind,&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;my directions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the confusion situation where i dont know what i am doing now... Who cAn help me???? I dont know how am i going to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-812448617209281895?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/812448617209281895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=812448617209281895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/812448617209281895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/812448617209281895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-815331982723528894</id><published>2009-01-15T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:36:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Not For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If not for you, I wouldn’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What true love really meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I’d never feel this inner peace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I couldn’t be content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If not for you, I’d never have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The pleasures of romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I’d miss the bliss, the craziness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Of love’s sweet, silly dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I have to feel your tender touch;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I have to hear your voice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No other one could take your place;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You’re it; I have no choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If not for you, I’d be adrift;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don’t know what I’d do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I’d be searching for my other half,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Incomplete, if not for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-815331982723528894?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/815331982723528894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=815331982723528894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/815331982723528894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/815331982723528894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-not-for-you.html' title='If Not For You'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3724953893213149827</id><published>2009-01-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:22:59.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>靠！</title><content type='html'>讲真的，如果什么东西都耿耿于怀，是一件很痛苦的事。做人如果做到这么痛苦，那...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，开口闭口就这不好拿不好，自己却不要反省，什么跟什么嘛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，sentence 不读完，就 jump into conclusion, 这种人最讨厌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，很喜欢办清高，其实很小气，但总是装着一副自以为很了不起，很伟大，不会记仇的 pattern。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，很喜欢一竹子打翻整艘船的人，以为看到一个人的行为，就觉得全村的人都是一样的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人，以上的五种都有，真可笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人都不是完美的，如果做不到的事，就别说到一副很想很厉害的样子，会被人家讲哦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='靠！'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-6560299776765712029</id><published>2008-12-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:52:05.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雨</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;雨。。。 有点喜欢雨&lt;br /&gt;只因它会让我感到凉凉的&lt;br /&gt;不会让我一点烦&lt;br /&gt;其实是很矛盾的&lt;br /&gt;对它是又爱又很。。。 真叫我有一点头痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;只要是在适当的时候下着雨，&lt;br /&gt;那时多美的事&lt;br /&gt;可是要是雨太多， 也不是一件好事。。。&lt;br /&gt;真叫我好烦啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='雨'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5850002862101253683</id><published>2008-12-26T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:14:11.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>记得</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;谁还记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;以前的一句话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;过了太久没人记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;当初那些温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我们都忘了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;这条路走了多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;心中是清楚的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;有一天有一天都会停的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;让时间说真话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;虽然我也害怕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;在天黑了以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我们都不知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;会不会有遗憾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;谁还记得是谁先说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;永远的爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;以前的一句&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;过了太久没人记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;当初那些温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我们都累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;却没办法往回走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;两颗心都迷惑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;怎么说怎么说都没有救&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;亲爱的为什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;也许你也不懂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;两个相爱的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;等对方先说找分开的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我和你的眼中&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;看见了不同的天空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;走的太远终于走到分岔路的路口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是不是你和我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;要有两个相反的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;谁还记得是谁先说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;永远的爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;以前的一句话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;过了太久没人记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;当初那些温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我和你手牵手说要一起走到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5850002862101253683?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5850002862101253683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5850002862101253683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5850002862101253683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5850002862101253683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_3293.html' title='记得'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1868398369351885084</id><published>2008-12-26T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:50:37.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;以后都不要再联络听你说的很简单&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;黑暗中静静搂紧自己孤单有谁明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;难过懒的再去管泪要不要流下来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;我也只好默默啃蚀寂寞留著痛灌溉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;missing you 抛去爱渐渐模糊的期待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;难道我就这样痛撤心扉是自己活该&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;missing you 我无奈难道是为了彼此伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;好成为扮演愉快的天才&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;看照片散落在一床我在回忆中哭喊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;若是自导自演的闹剧为何美好曾拥怀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;就当作分手是因为我们在爱中看开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;如果留不住我就只有孤独来陪伴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;missing you 我坦白突然背叛的未来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;那个时间转角你就不再留意我存在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;missing you every night 连星海也嘲笑我活该&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;我还有什么资格放不开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;陌生的人海去哪里找爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;只有看不清等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;谁愿收留我的期待快来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1868398369351885084?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1868398369351885084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1868398369351885084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1868398369351885084'/><link 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/&gt;不是因为我讨厌自己是新加坡人，只是我比较羡慕他们的生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们生活应该比我们新加坡人来得精彩。&lt;br /&gt;何况他们的国家也比新加坡大好几百倍！&lt;br /&gt;他们大胆的穿着和打扮，都是我一直认同时一级棒的！！&lt;br /&gt;所以，我真的很羡慕！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然他们在国内有发生天灾，他们也是在害怕中度过难关。&lt;br /&gt;也因为新加坡没有这样，所以当我们遇到这种情况，我们就比较难做出&lt;br /&gt;放映。&lt;br /&gt;当然，我不会希望新加坡会发生任何的天灾。&lt;br /&gt;所以，我管你们要说我做作还是想模仿，你们尽管去吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为这才是我自己！做自己就好！&lt;br /&gt;我下定决心从今起，请大家就把我当成半个台湾人吧！&lt;br /&gt;拜托了！：）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7157353677256144359&amp;amp;postID=5854647867249593265"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5940575106460938585?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5940575106460938585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-6827987708024133601</id><published>2008-12-23T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:06:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的爱，再见了！</title><content type='html'>“Love is something that hurts you the most?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想大概是这样吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了一位大哥哥的advice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我最终的决定。&lt;br /&gt;再也不要被他动摇。我绝对不可以用《爱》来说我对他的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;因为长久的爱，让我真的很累。&lt;br /&gt;时不时我真的想过，我是否还应该不应该继续的喜欢他。。？&lt;br /&gt;还是应该放弃对他的喜欢。。？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放心吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会坚强起来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是最好不过的方法了。我已经累了。&lt;br /&gt;不想永远在原地踏步。&lt;br /&gt;只有这样，我才可以往前走。&lt;br /&gt;我的爱，再见了！&lt;br /&gt;It's time for an end, GOODBYE. &lt;a 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title='我的爱，再见了！'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-161783201682872839</id><published>2008-12-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:49:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>弱</title><content type='html'>我不知道..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许是我太弱了..你的每一句话..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我似乎恨在乎..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想这样..但是....我不能控制..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我强忍，可是我做不到..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很弱。&lt;br /&gt;...我想你...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='弱'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-7574999213298830262</id><published>2008-12-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:39:53.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murmurs from my heart</title><content type='html'>Spiteful words had eventually whispered to my ears and astoundingly, I managed to put up with this wounding criticism. After all, my instinct was accurate. YOU are the pretentious hypocrite who had been badmouthing me, probably contributing copiously to other malicious gossips. Be it intentional or not, I am wholly dismayed by you. Now, I loathe this distressing feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the outset, I thought it was awful of me to have suspicious doubts about you. Ultimately, I reckoned I shouldn't have felt remorseful at all. No matter what, paper will never be able to wrap fire. Hence, kindly strip off that repulsive mask of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     :) Life is like a piece of mirror. I'll treat you the way you treated me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson learnt so as underwent a series of reflections, I found the real me. Instead of feigning and lying to anyone including myself, from this moment onwards, I am gonna be the genuine Ignatius whom I am fond of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-7574999213298830262?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7574999213298830262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=7574999213298830262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7574999213298830262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7574999213298830262'/><link rel='alternate' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;不管夜有多長，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;黎明早已在那頭盼望；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;不管山有多高，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;信心的歌把他踏在腳下；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;不管路有多遠，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;心中有愛仍然可以走到雲端。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;誰能跨過艱難？誰能飛越沮喪？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;誰能看見前面有夢可想？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;上帝的心看見希望，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;你的心裡要有光！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;喔，你的心裡要有眼光！&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/5106795738769714117-785440326545025002?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/785440326545025002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=785440326545025002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/785440326545025002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;也可以是非常难以捉摸的&lt;br /&gt;有些人表面对你很好&lt;br /&gt;暗地里对你有不明的盘算&lt;br /&gt;唯有日久见人心&lt;br /&gt;人不一定要是非常富有或是家财满贯&lt;br /&gt;就重要是要对得起自己的良心&lt;br /&gt;真诚也是必要的&lt;br /&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/5106795738769714117-6176406891894311851?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6176406891894311851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=6176406891894311851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/6176406891894311851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;最可爱的星座：双鱼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最活泼的星座：白羊、水瓶、射手　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最花心的星座：双子、射手、水瓶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最稳重的星座：摩羯、金牛、天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最浪漫的星座：双鱼、天秤、双子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最木讷的星座：摩羯、金牛　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最博爱的星座：水瓶、天秤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最博学的星座：金牛、处女、狮子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最节俭的星座：摩羯、金牛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱洁的星座：处女、天秤、摩羯　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最霸道的星座：狮子　　最爱美的星座：天秤、双鱼、金牛　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最幽默的星座：双子、天秤、白羊　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最负责的星座：处女、摩羯、天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱玩的星座：水瓶、白羊、射手　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最大方的星座：狮子、水瓶、双子　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最自大的星座：狮子、白羊、天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最好色的星座：双鱼、天蝎、狮子　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最富有的星座：摩羯、天秤、天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳丈夫的星座：金牛最佳太太的星座：金牛&lt;br /&gt;最佳父亲的星座：狮子&lt;br /&gt;最佳情人的星座：双子&lt;br /&gt;最佳褓母的星座：双鱼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳厨师的星座：金牛、天秤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳法官的星座：天秤　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有思想的星座：水瓶、白羊　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱面子的星座：狮子　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最会使坏的星座：水瓶、射手　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最会理财的星座：金牛　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱耍帅的星座：射手、白羊　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最会摸鱼的星座：天秤、双子、射手　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不修边幅的星座：白羊、射手　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有仇必报的星座：天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳运动员的星座：射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳生意人的星座：摩羯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳推销员的星座：双子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳科学家的星座：水瓶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最佳清洁员的星座：处女　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最不知变通的星座：金牛、摩羯、天蝎、处女　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱做老大的星座：白羊、狮子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱乱买东西的星座：双鱼、双子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱乱发脾气的星座：射手、白羊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最爱取笑别人的星座：处女、白羊　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最会见风转舵的星座：双子、天秤、水瓶　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;适合独自创业的星座：天蝎、水瓶、狮子&lt;br /&gt;最适合作上班族的星座：金牛、摩羯、处女　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最难从失恋中恢复的星座：摩羯、金牛、天蝎　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最容易发生师生恋的星座：双鱼、摩羯　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;玩起来最CRAZY的星座：白羊、双子、射手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proudly present :p :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最专一的星座：金牛、天蝎、巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最鸡婆的星座：处女、巨蟹、射手&lt;br /&gt;最懒惰的星座：天秤、金牛、巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最温柔的星座：巨蟹、双鱼&lt;br /&gt;最爱吃的星座：金牛、天秤、巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最老实的星座：金牛、摩羯、巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最佳母亲的星座：巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最佳杀手的星座：巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;最没主见的星座：巨蟹、双鱼&lt;br /&gt;最爱贪小便宜的星座：射手、巨蟹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, it's just for fun. ^.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-749586487416026386?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/749586487416026386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=749586487416026386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;吃醋是因为我爱你.生气是因为我在乎你。 发呆是因为我太想你。 流泪是因为我不想失去你。 我要我们永远在一起直到永远!!我爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3368567603640356107?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3368567603640356107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3368567603640356107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3368567603640356107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3368567603640356107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_4555.html' title='我不想忘记你'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3008801196497319343</id><published>2008-12-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:42:56.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>偏心或过于宠爱</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;偏心或过于宠爱?&lt;br /&gt;这是通常会发生的事！&lt;br /&gt;有时真的有一点不服气！&lt;br /&gt;明明错的不是对的人却因不是被宠的人而被责备&lt;br /&gt;尤其是明明是那个被宠怀的人的错&lt;br /&gt;无缘无故被指责&lt;br /&gt;为何是好呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3008801196497319343?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3008801196497319343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3008801196497319343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3008801196497319343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3008801196497319343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_15.html' title='偏心或过于宠爱'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-2193009285554602190</id><published>2008-12-08T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:45:49.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my secret heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I enjoy having friends who are of the same frequency as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;These people are really far and few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Engaging a conversation with them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;is refreshing and different, always instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;there's this another switch-on inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like conversing with people who are into arts and good music, and I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;those really artsy-fartsy ones, not the usual typical action 'beh-dek' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wannabes who just wanna show the world how artistic they are, maybe to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; be someone different or to gain more attention. hahaa  senseless rambles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; I just hope true arts live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and more inspiration to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; this entry kinda reminds me of a friend's convo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"yeah, there are alot of act-convent girls around these days..."&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/5106795738769714117-2193009285554602190?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2193009285554602190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=2193009285554602190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2193009285554602190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2193009285554602190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-secret-heart.html' title='my secret heart'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5798965416834942747</id><published>2008-12-06T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:14:17.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜欢与爱的差别</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;喜欢，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;是淡淡的爱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;爱，是深深的喜欢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你看到你喜欢的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你会很开心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;但是当你看到你爱的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你的心跳,会突然加速。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你喜欢的人看着你的时候，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你会自然得露出微笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;但是当你爱的人看着你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你会手足无措，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你的脸会红，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你会害羞，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;你会什么话都说不出来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5798965416834942747?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5798965416834942747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5798965416834942747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5798965416834942747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5798965416834942747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_06.html' title='喜欢与爱的差别'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-776680191255393062</id><published>2008-12-03T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:35:25.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情</title><content type='html'>情是：-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它包括了很多的东西&lt;br /&gt;亲情，友情，爱情。。。&lt;br /&gt;人要是可以不用在乎这些的话，该有都有&lt;br /&gt;常常会问自己，我要的是什莫？？？&lt;br /&gt;常常在不知不觉而忽略了&lt;br /&gt;好像不要去理会可是。。。 我可以吗？？&lt;br /&gt;心情好比尤如有个人在提醒着。&lt;br /&gt;当心已不再想的时候， 已经太晚了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-776680191255393062?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/776680191255393062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=776680191255393062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/776680191255393062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/776680191255393062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='情'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-8257573887577378316</id><published>2008-11-26T10:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:47:02.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生命中不可承受的轻</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;让耳机循环这旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;反复超重低音震动着宁静&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;挡风玻璃里爱成了蒙太奇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我哼着我自己的叹息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;只是爱与被爱的比例 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;不是爱或不爱的问题 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;如果明天还有好天气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;都已经跟你没关系&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你让我梦见了太美的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;生命中不可承受的轻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你证明了每一颗流星&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;都遥不可及&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你因为了我每个所以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;所以了这一百年孤寂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你洒下默默无言的雨一滴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;一滴一滴一滴滴遗忘的泪滴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;偶阵雨偶尔会天晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;还好星光熠熠好心的提醒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;一个人追寻一个人的和平&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我看见我自己的天际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;爱真的需要一点勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;就看我们敢不敢忘记&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我和彩虹最短的直径&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;也不一定没有你不行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你让我梦见了太美的梦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;生命中不可承受的轻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你证明了每一颗流星&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;都遥不可及&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你因为了我每个所以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;所以了这一百年孤寂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;你洒下默默无言的雨一滴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;一滴一滴一滴滴遗忘的泪滴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;就让我狠狠地加速前进&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;脱离你所给我的梦境&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;再零点零零一公里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;就可以清醒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我决定不再等你决定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我决定不再当局者迷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我决定属于我自己的黎明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;距离你一世纪下一个世纪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&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/5106795738769714117-8257573887577378316?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8257573887577378316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=8257573887577378316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8257573887577378316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8257573887577378316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_26.html' title='生命中不可承受的轻'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-2072471846463025749</id><published>2008-11-19T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:38:23.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy to be happy.</title><content type='html'>It's not easy to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的生活　是一團混亂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人來　又一個人往　怎麼讓他　流連忘返?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想當笨蛋     我在牆上寫滿渴望&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以大哭一場　房間還是空空蕩蕩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我絕對不逞強　該屬於我任其自然&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has someone to fall back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is mine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-2072471846463025749?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2072471846463025749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=2072471846463025749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2072471846463025749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2072471846463025749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-easy-to-be-happy.html' title='It&apos;s not easy to be happy.'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3485938485621322698</id><published>2008-11-18T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:14:35.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人心难测!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Things were just so unpredictable. everything just totally changed in the very next seconds, next minutes. we can only blame ourselves for not preventing it to happen and we are not alert enough bah. and we takes things too lightly. now, whose words is true? whose words is faked? couldn't be bother about such things now. who is making up stories? who is speaking the truth? really hard to trust and believe. got to trust and believe myself only.&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/5106795738769714117-3485938485621322698?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3485938485621322698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3485938485621322698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3485938485621322698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3485938485621322698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_18.html' title='人心难测!'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3384837536091894423</id><published>2008-11-17T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:48:05.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gibbering utterance</title><content type='html'>Reality is better, that's what we always tell ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;That's what everyone 's telling everyone.&lt;br /&gt;We convince ourselves that&lt;br /&gt;it's better that we don't dream at all.&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think that'll work?&lt;br /&gt;The convincing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be convinced if it work you know.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not really practical is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds never heal,&lt;br /&gt;The most we can hope for is that one day,&lt;br /&gt;maybe just one day, we get lucky enough,&lt;br /&gt;to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will, right?&lt;br /&gt;I will right?&lt;br /&gt;The forgetting and getting over it.&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't want the forgetting,&lt;br /&gt;maybe just getting over, you know move on,&lt;br /&gt;that's what everyone's telling me to.&lt;br /&gt;So i should right?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'll have to, one day.&lt;br /&gt;I know that.&lt;br /&gt;Because when time pass,people will start to lose patient in me.&lt;br /&gt;They'll leave me alone, someday, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Which i really don't want to think about.&lt;br /&gt;And i don't want to be the pain in their neck.&lt;br /&gt;But i really cannot do it alone,&lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, I should go to bed,&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Human being sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the crazy prattle rambling talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3384837536091894423?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3384837536091894423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3384837536091894423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3384837536091894423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3384837536091894423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/gibbering-utterance.html' title='gibbering utterance'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-2612432150778873177</id><published>2008-11-17T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:38:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痛得要死。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The blue skies fade to grey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a raining afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A melancholy thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I thought of the many many hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cosily tucked into bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;snuggling next to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;curled up comfortably in your embrace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;with thumping of the rain outside the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmmm, so beautiful, fond bittersweet memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you my heart ache like it's tearing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you my eyes are going blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;with all the crying at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you i kept seeing you struggle in pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;struggling to stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you i kept thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the awful sight of you laying there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;even if i tried with all my might to chase away the thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you i do not want to be the strong guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that everyone wants to see me become,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm so drained, so jaded, so exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you I'm tired of putting up a strong front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To not cry in front of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can i tell you i want you back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll share my life with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;痛得要死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I crumble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm falling into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm letting my vulnerabilities get the better of memomentarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;真的痛得要死。&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/5106795738769714117-2612432150778873177?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2612432150778873177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=2612432150778873177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2612432150778873177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2612432150778873177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_17.html' title='痛得要死。'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-32160939070175868</id><published>2008-11-08T21:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:54:16.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joline &amp; I went to Singapore Flyer and GV Gold Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXNSEDQbI/AAAAAAAAADs/avOidQFJYK4/s1600-h/Drinking+champange.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266281593722585522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXNSEDQbI/AAAAAAAAADs/avOidQFJYK4/s320/Drinking+champange.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joline is enjoying her Champange in singapore Flyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXNDY_cVI/AAAAAAAAADk/g6kwJbCtKv8/s1600-h/In+the+Flyer+cabinat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266281589783884114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXNDY_cVI/AAAAAAAAADk/g6kwJbCtKv8/s320/In+the+Flyer+cabinat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joline was 1/4 on the way up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXMjjkLgI/AAAAAAAAADc/W9L6tTgL44s/s1600-h/Me+%26+Joline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266281581238300162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXMjjkLgI/AAAAAAAAADc/W9L6tTgL44s/s320/Me+%26+Joline.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joline &amp;amp; I at Singapore Flyer at 165 meter above the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXMCPpzGI/AAAAAAAAADU/HPUQg4a9gEI/s1600-h/Looking+at+the+moon+going+to+reach.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266281572296412258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXMCPpzGI/AAAAAAAAADU/HPUQg4a9gEI/s320/Looking+at+the+moon+going+to+reach.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joline gazing at the stars at 165m above grd level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXLgLs79I/AAAAAAAAADM/9LW9PUThWi4/s1600-h/Joline+with+Holloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266281563153035218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWXLgLs79I/AAAAAAAAADM/9LW9PUThWi4/s320/Joline+with+Holloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joline with the halloween "creatures" @ the flyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWWLLEA6TI/AAAAAAAAADE/cPnC60SD4QQ/s1600-h/Joline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266280457972017458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SRWWLLEA6TI/AAAAAAAAADE/cPnC60SD4QQ/s320/Joline.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Joline at GV Gold Class Lounge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was so happy that i can date her out on that day.I was treating her as sister cos she is like a small gal to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-32160939070175868?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/32160939070175868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=32160939070175868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4838985018370287768</id><published>2008-11-05T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:27:33.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>思念</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。无时无刻地思念着你，默默地注视你黑暗的头像，期待它能突然地亮起来让我惊喜不已；无时无刻地思念着你，象个傻瓜一样翻看着我们的聊天纪录，回味你对我说过很多痴情款款的话语；无时无刻地思念着你，频频点击你的论坛资料，希望显示出你登陆过的痕迹，让我知道你很在乎我，你在论坛里默默地关注、陪伴着我；无时无刻地思念着你，静静地打开手机看你发给我的信息，心中泛起阵阵温暖的涟漪；无时无刻地思念着你，一遍遍地听我们喜爱的歌曲，每一首歌都有着我们共同的回忆，每一首歌都有着我们的各自感受，这些记忆的片断有着忧伤，也有着甜蜜；有着欢欣，也有着痛苦；却是如此地深深烙印在我心上，难以磨灭掉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。对你的思念日夜不停歇。想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，心里溢满着浓浓的惆怅，失落感无时无刻侵蚀着我身体的每一个细胞，想挣脱重重伤感的包围，却无力抗拒；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，心中莫名感觉很堵很塞，仿如有一块无形的大石头在压迫着，拼命地想搬开它重获轻松，却无能为力；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，万千愁绪在心中游移流走，拼命地想把如丝的忧愁抽离身体，却欲抽更甚；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，情感如火山爆发前的熔岩，在心中流动迸发着难以想象的炽热，想寻找一个喧泄的缺口，却无处可泄。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。光阴也许能改变一切，却改变不了我对你的思念。思念一个人的滋味是甜甜的，如芳香甘甜的蜜饯，沁口沁心；思念一个人的滋味是苦苦的，如青翠的苦瓜，苦中带着甘凉；思念一个人的滋味是酸酸的，如新鲜的扬梅，未及品尝味蕾已是酸透；思念一个人的味道是如此地难以用文字来述说，它甜中有苦，它苦中有酸，却有着我一次又一次，无怨无悔为你品尝。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。无论是风雨，无论是骄阳，无论是荆棘，无论是泥泞，也无法阻挡我对你的想念。我对你的思念如潇潇洒洒的秋风，缓缓清爽地吹拂，可否感受到它在抚慰着你疲乏的身体？我对你的思念如缠绵不断的雨丝，温柔细密地飘洒，可否感受到它在滋润着你的枯竭的心田？我对你的思念如寒冬的暖阳，和睦柔和地照射，可否感受到它在温暖着你冰冷的心灵？　　　　　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。一日不见如隔三秋，思念让人度日如年；思念让人衣带渐宽；思念让人形容憔悴；思念让人胡思乱想；思念让人牵肠挂肚；思念让人转辗难眠；思念让人茶饭不思；思念让人寸断肝肠；思念让人心潮澎湃。　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;　　　　　 　　　　　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西,如影随形.思念是如此的凄楚；思念是如此的惆怅；思念是如此的忧伤；思念是如此的寂寞；思念是如此的撩人；思念是如此的美丽；思念是如此的剪不断、理还乱。你说你是永远的守护神，要好好地照顾心爱的人，用心地疼爱她，绝对不离不弃，帮助她忘却以往的种种伤痛，鼓起她再爱的勇气，让她得到应有的幸福。用尽所有的思念朝着你的方向遥望，远方的你能否听到这深情的呼唤？那是一颗孤独无依的心灵在渴望你的温暖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;如影~随形&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;无声又无息出没在心底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;转眼~吞没我在寂默里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我无力抗拒 特别是夜里 喔~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;想你到无法呼吸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;恨不能立即 朝你狂奔去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;大声的告诉你~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;愿意为你 我愿意为你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 忘记我姓名&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;就算多一秒 停留在你怀里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;失去世界也不可惜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 被放逐天际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;只要你真心 拿爱与我回应&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;什么都愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;什么都愿意 为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我无力抗拒 特别是夜里 喔~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;想你到无法呼吸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;恨不能立即 朝你狂奔去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;大声的告诉你~愿意为你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 我愿意为你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;忘记我姓名就算多一秒 停留在你怀里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;失去世界也不可惜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我愿意为你 被放逐天际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;只要你真心 拿爱与我回应&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;什么都愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;什么都愿意 为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我什么都愿意什么都愿意 为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4838985018370287768?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4838985018370287768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4838985018370287768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4838985018370287768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4838985018370287768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='思念'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-7503111794116508347</id><published>2008-10-29T11:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:09:47.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生是一场游戏.</title><content type='html'>呵呵! 我听有人说过,人生是一场游戏. 但是我反对这个说法. 昨天姐姐要我选走那一条路,结果,我错选了堵车的路.. .(好倒霉) 如果人生是一场游戏,也就是说,我刚刚选错了,还能回到 原来的路,不走堵车的路吗? 人生是可以像游戏一样从新开始的.这可能吗? 每个人只有一个生命.每个生命代表每个人的人生...…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-7503111794116508347?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7503111794116508347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=7503111794116508347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7503111794116508347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7503111794116508347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_29.html' title='人生是一场游戏.'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1782540774480113466</id><published>2008-10-21T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:11:34.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must be BRAVE</title><content type='html'>What is the most important of LIFE now is to get yourself up as normal or i should said that you had to be more brave &amp;amp; strong to overcome all this down tides of the things. When things are bad, a lot of negative people will tends to lead other people to follow them to be negative! As for me, thou I cant says that i m very brave &amp;amp; strong but i can says that I cant let this things to lead me to trip &amp;amp; falls... I must be more strong &amp;amp; brave so that i can reach to my goal... I want freedom to a lot things &amp;amp; this is not only for the short term..,, is on-going things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I had to be brave &amp;amp; overcome me &amp;amp; myself &amp;amp; at the same time I must also help other people to overcome it. To motivate them even thou I m still a very newcomer. I am trying to motivate the other colleagues in my agency too, cos some of them are being hit by the down of the market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what TEAM is for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1782540774480113466?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1782540774480113466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1782540774480113466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1782540774480113466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1782540774480113466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/must-be-brave.html' title='Must be BRAVE'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-2919177066092604933</id><published>2008-10-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:06:40.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Man/ Woman Wants????</title><content type='html'>What Man/ Woman Wants????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, not all people knows what they wants in their LIFE... Sometimes is also depending on that person who are making the decisions too. For what I think is that: - Man - they need a woman who can give them support when they are had problems in their life, regardless work, family, friends or other matters. Man need a woman who can understand where they stands in the woman's heart. When the man needs the woman's encouragment as &amp;amp; when.. some one who can share his happiness &amp;amp; sorrows... give them suggestion &amp;amp; not troubles or problems... Man dont really likes woman to overcontrol their freedoms &amp;amp; at the same times man needs woman's care &amp;amp; concerns... but some man loves indenpend woman, some loves 小女人.  Actually is quite contradictive, they needs woman but they dont wish to be control by them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman - also another contradictive too.... What woman wants??? There are so many types of women in this world. Like the chinese says ：“女人心海针”I think woman need a man who had a stable career, care about her &amp;amp; family. Some woman are really very sticky types who loves to stick to their partner whenever he goes, ask a lot of questions when they need some space, where man dont really fancy it as man need certain extend of freedoms... only some portion of man loves sticky woman. As for working woman, they need certain extend of freedom when they are working too... woman need care &amp;amp; concern from the partner &amp;amp; at the same time they dont wish to be tied down by family if they are holding certain post in the company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long is human being, I think human being are very hard to understand.... Times flies, things changes.. only it had changed to a better one or worse....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-2919177066092604933?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2919177066092604933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=2919177066092604933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2919177066092604933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/2919177066092604933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-man-woman-wants.html' title='What Man/ Woman Wants????'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-8979393845009517234</id><published>2008-10-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:03:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Move... Move to a more positive</title><content type='html'>Had been some time since i wrote my last blog... Firstly, cause I m not sure of what I want to write on it... Since the change in me make some changes in me too. Changing career, change in my midset.... Actually, some of my friends basically they dont really encouraging me when I told them that I had changed my career....  I know their reasons behind it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this change, actually is a big challenge to me, not so easy to overcome the fear... Doing a new job area. From a employee to a self employed is not so easy for certain people... have to collect my own database of my prospects... When I change into this career, already know that some friends will just try to avoid me. For me, I will not force them to do any investments or any financial planning from me, cause i know if i do so, not only dont have any sales, friendship will also be another challenge for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still have to persistent in what I want... This is another chapter of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-8979393845009517234?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8979393845009517234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=8979393845009517234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8979393845009517234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8979393845009517234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/move-move-move-to-more-positive.html' title='Move Move... Move to a more positive'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-7338342355470996369</id><published>2008-10-19T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:07:07.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTRADICTION</title><content type='html'>When LIFE is concern.... there are so many things to contradicting... What is LIFE? Can anyone define it? Sometimes i also cant really tells what is LIFE to me... LIFE is to enjoy? To share? or LIFE is Fragile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when a relationships are concern, regardless is just friendship, familyship or love is concern. Just came across one of my friend. He want a life of his own family but he cant find himself anymore after he had a very bad experience in previous marriage.... He dont dare to even dare to commit in any relationship even thou he loves that person so much cos he dont have any confident in himself anymore. When he had the bad marriage, he dont trust anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to have a family when the person dont even had any confident in himself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in Career, sometimes also contradicting too.... if a person wants a career, &amp;amp; never even want to step out of the comfort zone, most properably wont be able to achieve what he wants.... just like what i am doing now, if i never step out of my comfort zone, i wont be able to get what i want in my mind! Career is not a simple things... it really takes times &amp;amp; determinations to achieve... i m just slowly going towards it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i come... i m try my best in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-7338342355470996369?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7338342355470996369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=7338342355470996369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7338342355470996369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/7338342355470996369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/contradiction.html' title='CONTRADICTION'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1883216840028227111</id><published>2008-10-19T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:04:45.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances are choices or just another alternative??</title><content type='html'>What are choices? Choices are chances or just another alternatives.... sometimes, the more choices we had, the more we cant decide what to choose.... when we had no other choices, maybe just only one choice, then we had to just accept it whether is good or bad. As adults, sometimes we do also regretted the choice that we made especially when we do have other choices or chances....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices sometimes might just lead to another chance to reborn. Since we are young, what choices do we had? Can we choose who is going to be our parents or siblings? Since young when we are just still dont know what is good &amp;amp; bad, we dont have a single chances to choose.... only when we are much more older, when we know how to differentiate good &amp;amp; bad, we are then given chances of choices to choose.... for what school to enrol, we might have some choices or might not too... only when before when we go into secondary school, maybe some children do have chances of choices... I know some parents dont even give their children a chance to choose what they want in life,  the children only had to listen &amp;amp; follow them according without fail... Is this a good sign for the parents to choose for their kids??? Frankly speaking, if we put ourselves in the parent's shoes, we will know what actually what the parents wants the best for their kids so that their kids will had the best of the best for them to grow &amp;amp; nurture in the best way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for some children or kids, they dont like being control by their parents to do things, the more their parents likes to control them, the more they will goes against their wish. Just like how i treat my nephews, I will gives them choices when needed, but i will tell them why i ask them to choose a certain options instead of the choice that they want.... cause teenagers are not so easy to ask them just to follow what the adults wants them to do. We as a adult, must also put ourselves in their shoes cos teenagers loves to have the company of their friends when they go into a school or any activities... Sometimes we had to listen to their thoughts as friends instead of an elder person to them. Sometimes i will msn with them to communicate with them, asking them how is the study, friends or their activites they are doing now... any problem especially when they dont feels like telling their parents. We do had our secrets which their parents dont know anything about it... will tell them what is my views. share with them why i had that thinking... they will also tell me why their thinking too... Teenagers are not so easy also, they have pressure from their teachers, parents or even schoolmates especially when their results are not what they had expected... They do had their own individual's thinking.... LIFE is not a easy path for us to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are choices or just another alternatives????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1883216840028227111?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1883216840028227111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1883216840028227111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1883216840028227111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1883216840028227111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/chances-are-choices-or-just-another.html' title='Chances are choices or just another alternative??'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4993942038620641412</id><published>2008-10-19T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:02:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新的旅程</title><content type='html'>踏进办公室有如新的旅程，&lt;br /&gt;每天如是一个新的旅程&lt;br /&gt;心里又一点的不安&lt;br /&gt;可我从不放弃&lt;br /&gt;我已没有后路可退了&lt;br /&gt;只有往前冲，不能往后看&lt;br /&gt;有谁可以让我前进不后退&lt;br /&gt;我没有再多的时间了&lt;br /&gt;一定要成功&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4993942038620641412?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4993942038620641412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4993942038620641412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4993942038620641412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4993942038620641412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='新的旅程'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5970974544493388988</id><published>2008-10-19T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:43:39.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear me</title><content type='html'>Dear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, or rather most of the time&lt;br /&gt;you should keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Zip up the mouth,Uhu glue them,&lt;br /&gt;stitch them up, do whatever that keeps&lt;br /&gt;the mouth tightly shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the more you say,&lt;br /&gt;the more you're wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just need time to prove the wrongs, wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and the wronged needs to buy time to prove&lt;br /&gt;that the wronged has been, wronged.&lt;br /&gt;You get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you,&lt;br /&gt;I have my own problems to deal with,&lt;br /&gt;you're not helping me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not you.&lt;br /&gt;But if you think it's you,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop your thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me,&lt;br /&gt;you are speaking incoherently now.&lt;br /&gt;Incoherent with rage and grief.&lt;br /&gt;And you know all these, are words of anger.&lt;br /&gt;You know you'll regret after you feel appease.&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck right?&lt;br /&gt;you're a lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me,&lt;br /&gt;you have a very patient sister,&lt;br /&gt;stop taking her for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me,&lt;br /&gt;you wish someone can back you up with things&lt;br /&gt;you say and said irregardless-ly.&lt;br /&gt;You wish there's someone you can trust wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;You used use used to have one,&lt;br /&gt;but her . . . &lt;span&gt; gone away &lt;/span&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Very badly.&lt;br /&gt;And i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Ignatius,&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5970974544493388988?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5970974544493388988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5970974544493388988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is our class dinner is like Chinese New Year Eve Reunion Dinner.All of us gather around and chat on a dinner olso got laugh here and there.My little cute sister Zhi jun love seafoods so much that she take every dish come to the table and take picture on it.My understand sister Alice is so caring that she helping me to chose all the food including our nanny Jennifer too.We all eat happy like a big family.Alan and peggy cant be sit together cos once they sit together sure make all of us laugh till faint.Owen got work so he have to leave early.we understanding cos work is more important.After dinner,keen zhijun jennifer peggy Joline and me went back to school to learn more on barcarat.The Trainer Nick teach us the payment and the playing of barcarat.we learn a while then we left.The rest went back home sweet home.keen and me went to Owen workplace for a Drink at chinatown.we sit almost two hour and know the gal staff and a promoter.Find one day i intro the staff there for you.&lt;div 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Ending'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4721694806506541970</id><published>2008-10-15T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:05:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treating class for reunion dinner on friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPYEnbSzFOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OaI9D5VorfA/s1600-h/joline+%26+jovel+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257394690389644514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPYEnbSzFOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OaI9D5VorfA/s320/joline+%26+jovel+Birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our class is like a big family got a nanny who care about us.That is Jenninfer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me i will care about the class interest like joking with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zhi jun is like little sister who younger than me 12 year.She alway bully by Alan.She is cute little girl to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alice is big sister to all the guy cos she is very understanding peson.We done anything wrong she will explain thing to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then for Joline she is a well and fast learning gal.She got a caring and nice gal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keen is a half joker and half well know person and understanding person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that i will treat the class a good dinner this friday on 17 Oct 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4721694806506541970?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4721694806506541970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4721694806506541970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4721694806506541970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4721694806506541970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/treating-class-for-reunion-dinner-on.html' title='Treating class for reunion dinner on friday'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPYEnbSzFOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OaI9D5VorfA/s72-c/joline+%26+jovel+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1379575325339032673</id><published>2008-10-15T22:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:29:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APPRECIATION OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPX5JvRtO1I/AAAAAAAAACs/OqZpZ7y-gWU/s1600-h/love__can_fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382085729794898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" height="316" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPX5JvRtO1I/AAAAAAAAACs/OqZpZ7y-gWU/s320/love__can_fly.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there is night,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we can appreciate day, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorrow so we can appreciate joy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evil so we can appreciate good, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And us, so we can appreciate love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1379575325339032673?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1379575325339032673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1379575325339032673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1379575325339032673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1379575325339032673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-there-is-night-we-can-appreciate.html' title='APPRECIATION OF LOVE'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPX5JvRtO1I/AAAAAAAAACs/OqZpZ7y-gWU/s72-c/love__can_fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4858122272339707678</id><published>2008-10-14T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:15:51.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is short,Be Happy and enjoy every minute of it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPSovH8Z-aI/AAAAAAAAACU/kn3d2WCXWKo/s1600-h/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257012192587938210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPSovH8Z-aI/AAAAAAAAACU/kn3d2WCXWKo/s320/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having experienced and gone through many unhappy incidents in my life till now, my outlook in life have changed =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have made up my mind to be Happy and one way is to find pleasure in simple things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must make the best of my circumstances. Life is sorrow intermingled with gladness. Thus, to be happy, i must make the laughter of the beautiful things that happened in my life and outweigh the tears of sorrow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do the things I enjoy, such as writing in my diary and posting my views and what happened in my life in this blog, going out with best friends and spending more time with my loved ones, watch hongkong drama serials, listen to Mandarin Pop and Cantopop etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do not imagine things that are not true. Trust the person that you love. Differentiate wat are imaginery and wat are real. In this case, one will have less troubles "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do not hate people as HATE poisons our soul. Do not be jealous of others. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do not hold postmortems. Do not spend my time brooding over sorrow or mistakes that have already happened. Quote : "There is no use crying over spilt milk". Instead of brooding over the past mistakes, learn from the mistakes and try not to repeat the same mistake. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep yourself busy at something. When you are busy, you will not have time to think of imaginery unhappy things and never will be unhappy. keep myself occupied with constructive activities to stop my mind from being a "wanderer" again "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4858122272339707678?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4858122272339707678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4858122272339707678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4858122272339707678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4858122272339707678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-shortbe-happy-and-enjoy-every.html' title='Life is short,Be Happy and enjoy every minute of it..'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPSovH8Z-aI/AAAAAAAAACU/kn3d2WCXWKo/s72-c/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5208267049293497358</id><published>2008-10-14T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:08:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEACHINGS OF BEING HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Why worry ??? Be Happy !!!&lt;br /&gt;In order to be happy, i must have good positive and healthy thoughts, and have a positive outlook towards my life. Must be optimistic !!!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can give me happiness, only me myself can give myself happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Love others and trust that the people i love will love me too.&lt;br /&gt;"Give More"and "Expect Less" is one method to achieve peace and happiness within myself.&lt;br /&gt;Forget the unhappy past and start living the present and future happily.&lt;br /&gt;It is Man's nature to worry over things but many times, we discover that the things that we worry about are unneccesary and imaginery, causing only misery and unhappiness to us.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it is important to immerse oneself in happy and healthy thoughts and stop those unneccessary and negative thoughts from entering my life.&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/5106795738769714117-5208267049293497358?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5208267049293497358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5208267049293497358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5208267049293497358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5208267049293497358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-worry-be-happy-in-order-to-be-happy.html' title='TEACHINGS OF BEING HAPPY'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-373055136385291992</id><published>2008-10-14T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:01:46.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE THINGS EASY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;" Who do not have any unhappy past and sad memories,&lt;br /&gt;who can expect how the outcome will be ?&lt;br /&gt;Who do not have any unachieved goals,&lt;br /&gt;let us just laugh off everything and let things become better&lt;br /&gt;It is important to live happily and do not bear any hatred or grudges against anyone&lt;br /&gt;Just live everyday happily and you will discover that the world is not so bad, your life is not as bad as you think&lt;br /&gt;Let us accept happiness with open arms... "&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/5106795738769714117-373055136385291992?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/373055136385291992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=373055136385291992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/373055136385291992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/373055136385291992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-things-easy.html' title='TAKE THINGS EASY'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4480118705254160084</id><published>2008-10-14T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:59:59.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Explaination Of Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPSlhTNf4rI/AAAAAAAAACM/R7ppUIb_Yfk/s1600-h/Love_in_the_Windows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257008656559366834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPSlhTNf4rI/AAAAAAAAACM/R7ppUIb_Yfk/s320/Love_in_the_Windows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If only I can be with you&lt;br /&gt;To sit in the starlight night&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the milky way together&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I can overcome all obstacles&lt;br /&gt;Love is so beautiful and precious&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun shining so brightly&lt;br /&gt;Like the motivation and encouragement that you give me&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHERE ARE YOU???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4480118705254160084?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4480118705254160084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4480118705254160084' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-8944398599722592461</id><published>2008-10-14T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:51:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Word To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why can’t you say the word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hurtful word goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How long can I linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How much longer will I cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have I played the fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been a fool long enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I do know this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet good-byes are really rough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A word I do not like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would rather say g’day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting, patiently, lingering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still on my mind you prey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it will be hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good-byes are what I fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still open without closures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dry up another tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day it will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe soon that fateful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still think its difficult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good-bye's so hard to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-8944398599722592461?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8944398599722592461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=8944398599722592461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8944398599722592461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8944398599722592461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/hard-word-to-say.html' title='Hard Word To Say'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-8686774303289492317</id><published>2008-10-14T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:48:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you open your eyes</title><content type='html'>when you open your eyesone day you'll realizewhat you left behindsomething so hard to find and you had it in your handsand failed to understand that love like this is once in a lifetime the relationship that can defineyour happiness for the rest of your lifebut it's gone now, it's out of sightyou let me go and you're life will be emptier the one who loved you most will disappear there will be no one to hold you and mean it like I did everything I told you I meant every word of it,Every time I told you I loved you,it was straight from my heartsomething you'll be missingnow that you've torn us apart how many people would jump in front of a car for you?not how many should but how many really would? that numbers pretty low lower than you think everyone you know could leave you in a wink,but I was willing to stay through all of the hurt through every single dayyou treated me like dirt those guys don't love you more than themselves when you treat them like this they will tell you goodbye.you think there's so much more out there,but life cannot compare when you're living it alone away from the love you've known after a while of the parties and the drugs,you'll look in the mirror and hate who you've become your life is full of action, but you'll feel empty inside one day you'll cry the tears, you never let yourself cry and when you hit rock bottom and have no one, you see you'll think to yourself, 'wow I really had a girl that loved me, and I let it all go.'you'll regret it every day more than you know and the words that you’ll say are “I wish I didn’t let her go.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-8686774303289492317?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8686774303289492317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=8686774303289492317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8686774303289492317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/8686774303289492317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-you-open-your-eyes.html' title='When you open your eyes'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-4436947889257216956</id><published>2008-10-13T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:09:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joline &amp; Jovel birthday on 25 Sept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMHzS5mI/AAAAAAAAABI/luoeDpEW7LE/s1600-h/Jovel+%26+Joline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670742649693794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMHzS5mI/AAAAAAAAABI/luoeDpEW7LE/s320/Jovel+%26+Joline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMOrmWbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1ZvjdeoBbEE/s1600-h/Jovel+%26+Joline+wishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670744496462258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMOrmWbI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1ZvjdeoBbEE/s320/Jovel+%26+Joline+wishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMdd2OLI/AAAAAAAAABY/sfRWZqSL4YI/s1600-h/Joline+%26+Jovel+blow+candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670748465313970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMdd2OLI/AAAAAAAAABY/sfRWZqSL4YI/s320/Joline+%26+Jovel+blow+candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMhbEiVI/AAAAAAAAABg/HSfUsm5Ryao/s1600-h/Joline+%26+Jovel+cut+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670749527411026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMhbEiVI/AAAAAAAAABg/HSfUsm5Ryao/s320/Joline+%26+Jovel+cut+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMkd-LpI/AAAAAAAAABo/on_cxdt2Yug/s1600-h/Joline+%26+Jovel+blow+candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670750344883858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMkd-LpI/AAAAAAAAABo/on_cxdt2Yug/s320/Joline+%26+Jovel+blow+candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 25 Sept 08 Our International Club Games Training Centre School Batch 07/08 very interest that got two same J but not the surname Gal birthday on the same birthday.All the class are doing the celebrate for them to have a very unforgetful birthday this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-4436947889257216956?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4436947889257216956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=4436947889257216956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4436947889257216956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/4436947889257216956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/joline-jovel-birthday-on-25-sept.html' title='Joline &amp; Jovel birthday on 25 Sept'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNyMHzS5mI/AAAAAAAAABI/luoeDpEW7LE/s72-c/Jovel+%26+Joline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-989375958650262820</id><published>2008-10-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:57:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Life</title><content type='html'>" Life is not always exactly the best paved road..... sometimes you have had to take many detours before discovering the path to your true destination " Whoever says that life is easy is talking nonsense. Maybe life is easy when you are still a baby or a toddler or an innocent child. The older you get, the more troubles surface and the more obstacles you have to overcome, life thus become a mixture of happiness, sadness etc...In life, you also have to make your own choices, have your own ambition and dreams and to try hardest to achieve them although it will definitely be very difficult, not at all easy.Sometimes, when you feel so exhausted with all the difficulties and obstacles that have to be faced and conquered in life, maybe just let Fate and Destiny decide the results for you... and dun think too much anymore. Free yourself from the stress derived.Since life itself is so difficult to handle, then do not worry unneccessary about imaginery stuff." Life is a journey. It can be smooth and can be rough at times. It is winding and so straight at times. At different stages of life, people come and go. It is both sad and happy. This is how realistic life is "Life is just like a very bumpy road, with lots of humps to cross over..... however on the other hand, in some occassions in life, Life can be like the Expressway, and you are able to cruise leisurely, enjoying the beautiful scenery......how i wish that i can always be on the Expressway with no troubles and obstacles to overcome, everything so peaceful and great.....but be realistic, only in Fantasy stories that "people can live happily ever after"." Love is found in ourselves, we simply need to awaken it and in order to do that, we need another person to touch our hearts and let the power of love awaken. " &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="5704639630611359212"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-989375958650262820?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/989375958650262820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=989375958650262820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/989375958650262820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/989375958650262820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is-life.html' title='What is Life'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-1039223433292207578</id><published>2008-10-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:50:47.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURT AND WOUNDED</title><content type='html'>CAREER = In a Bad Stage&lt;br /&gt;LOVELIFE = In a Bad Stage as well........................&lt;br /&gt;everything is in a bad stage............i should get used to it already.......&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i am in the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;I should not be here.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going wrong...&lt;br /&gt;It is not as though i din put in any effort...&lt;br /&gt;I put in effort in my work / career&lt;br /&gt;I put in effort in my relationship with my ex Special One&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I get ultimate shit ......... bloody fucker...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I am just unfortunate to have met so many unhappy incidents, before and now as well........maybe even in the future........feeling pessimistic now.....after all the talk of achieving happiness, it is really easier said than done......&lt;br /&gt;There is a quote stating that things cannot become worse if they have already come to their most worst. Things can only get better. Do you believe ??? I myself dunno at all..... I am in no state to think properly......&lt;br /&gt;One must really be independent, and not rely on others esp. the opposite sex who are capable of hurting us to the core of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;This applies to male sex having a relationship with the detested opposite sex..........you will never know when the opposite sex will leave you..........&lt;br /&gt;haha..........the world is a really detestable place to be in. if you are lucky, everything goes your way, if you are unlucky, all things go wayward.......................... i think it may be a long time before all my emotional wounds can heal completely.....Out of the Blue,My Special One dun wan me........haha !!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so hurt... my heart is likened to be stabbed by a knife........after breaking off with my ex gf of 1 month, i met my special one whom i thought will give me happiness and will stand by me and support me and be my strong pillar of mental strength, but he chose to forsake me too..........&lt;br /&gt;Wat can i do ? i can only look at the entire situation and laugh at how gullible i am, that i thought i met another good gal....&lt;br /&gt;What i want is so simple, i will just be contented to have a wife that loves me and have 2 or more children and have a stable job.&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, it seems unachieveable......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-1039223433292207578?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1039223433292207578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=1039223433292207578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1039223433292207578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/1039223433292207578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/hurt-and-wounded.html' title='HURT AND WOUNDED'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-3600516098834808651</id><published>2008-10-13T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:40:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNr0M_vl1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0Tieu0gKeSE/s1600-h/2329887_87e1f9971189974440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256663734657455954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNr0M_vl1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0Tieu0gKeSE/s320/2329887_87e1f9971189974440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-3600516098834808651?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3600516098834808651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=3600516098834808651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3600516098834808651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/3600516098834808651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-so-short.html' title='Life is so short'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNr0M_vl1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/0Tieu0gKeSE/s72-c/2329887_87e1f9971189974440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5106795738769714117.post-5000363308737784002</id><published>2008-10-13T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:09:36.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>October 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-7b7c89badcb22992.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!7B7C89BADCB22992!181.entry"&gt;Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend - What is Friend stand for??? Friends are some one who stand by you when ever you need them regardless of happiness or sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one told me that friends are forever... some told me that friends are just only friends, whereby they wont stand by you till u aged... Sometimes i just dont understand some people just making use of this friendship to get benefits from it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we have forever friends till aged.... even now, people also tells me that friends wont stay long enough for years... for me - I do have friends for more nearly 20 years... Unbelievable also, we stay together for so long.... some friends will drif away when they get attached, married &amp;amp; when they have kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chilipadi11.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7B95ABFAD07267F!543.entry"&gt;心情&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然间，我有一点不知名的心情。。。 什莫是我渴望的？？？当你什莫多没有的时候，你渴望的是。。。 友情，亲情，爱情或是事业？尤其是当有了爱情， 会有一点不知所措。。。有时是想的与事实是不同的。爱情有如过山车，充满了刺激。。。要是有一点不小心， 会导致你心跳加速， 无法平服。要好好的享受过程。爱情可能是没有终点的，有可能只是短短的一段时间， 只要有享受它的过程，就不会对不起自己了。。。&lt;br /&gt;亲情是永远的， 它会对你永远的不会对你抱怨。 友情- 要是他们是你的好朋友， 会和你分享你的点点滴滴。事业不是一生一世的。认识会老的，当你已经不能再为社会做出贡献的时候，就是因该放弃而好好的享受晚年。。。好复杂的感觉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5106795738769714117-5000363308737784002?l=ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5000363308737784002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5106795738769714117&amp;postID=5000363308737784002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5000363308737784002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5106795738769714117/posts/default/5000363308737784002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ignatiustan-wonderfulworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>IgnatiusTan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07468264623769722197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuspGsqUpsU/SPNy8SJsIiI/AAAAAAAAABw/5XWpDwlA6gg/S220/jover+%26+joline+with+the+class+Guy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
