<?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-2717197557261082401</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:30:15.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon's</title><subtitle type='html'>Just as long as you stand, stand by me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-8285947018515535448</id><published>2010-08-01T12:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:11:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you</title><content type='html'>i dont think you might ever see this actually.&lt;br /&gt;you forgot totally about our blog, where you would update promptly and excitedly like in the past you used to do so after our every trip out, did you?&lt;br /&gt;look at what you have written in your previous post.for every little one thing that you promised me, have you done so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But babe, should you fall, i'll be your safety net cushioning your fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every failure in your life, I'd take the unhappiness away. Every success in your life, i'll share the joy with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The road of your life, no matter how bumpy, or hard to cross, i'd take every step with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may not be whatever a good boyfriend is, but i promise you, i'll always be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One things for sure lovee, is that you've become an irreplacable person in my life. And I'd do anything to keep you safe. I'm sorry love. I won't disappoint you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were you, when i needed you so much? dont you think it's really kind of weird? every man would have been in the right state of mind to console or at least, accomodate to a girl when she cries. but man, you are so different.&lt;br /&gt;even when i cry and begged on the phone for you to come(i know it sounds despo.i am desperate anyway), you dont even bother.&lt;br /&gt;you would rather stay at home lying on your bed and sleep, or to just stare at the ceilings, for like what you say, seeing me would piss you further more.&lt;br /&gt;but at that very point of time, i really need you by my side to console me, and hug me, and tell me everything is going to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;i was desperate, and almost, going crazy when you told me you dont want to see me.&lt;br /&gt;i had no one to turn to at all. no matter how many times yeokrui assure me that it's going to be fine, i could not assure myself.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like im taking every step all by myself.i can no longer feel any trust in you and all the love you claimed you have for me.&lt;br /&gt;this might be tough, this 2months absence might be toughest thing i would have to encounter for me.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure about you, for it seems that you can be alright without me by your side.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that i am giving too much into this relationship and this is something i should not have done.&lt;br /&gt;where were the days?where you longed for me every second and every minute and could not let me out of your sight?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im wondering if you actualy appreciate me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just not happy when i cant see her. no, not happy at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like my heart has a void when i'm not with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday she accompanied to jesmond's bday bbq and i love her so much for it. She makes the time spent much more memorable for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird, on how much you wanted to see me everyday and could not stand not seeing me for even one day when we first got together. when i gave in and put in as much effort in making a point to see you everyday, i got so used to it. but now you're telling me you need time to yourself, you could not breathe.you asked me to stop hovering around you so much.&lt;br /&gt;what is this?&lt;br /&gt;is it because you are bored of me already?&lt;br /&gt;you gave me the best i ever have and took everything away from me again.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how hurtful this is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do not want to go out with you is because i am sick of going out. i want to stay at home and relax can? you think im like you is it.like to go out so much. spare a thought for me? what i like to do?i like to enjoy peace at home where it is quiet ok. is your attitude change. what happened to giving each other freedom? i gave you yours, where's mine?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear this is the most hurtful sms i've ever received from you and the most hurtful words i've ever heard from you, but still, second to &lt;em&gt;yea, fine break up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you really mean it what you say in the sms?i thought you told me, going everywhere is fine for you, as long as you are with me.i really dont understand.i know there might be times when you need time to yourself.i gave you 2 days but apparently it isnt enough for you.wait, i hardly even see you much. the only time i get to spend the entire day with you is every tuesday and sat.for he rest of the day, i only see you for lunch sometimes, i dont even see you for dinner already, do you notice?&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll give you more freedom than you have right now.&lt;br /&gt;i promise and i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that the starting of relationship feels sweet, and sometimesit comes to a stalemate, and then the relationship becomes sweet again!Well, for me. I'm always feeling sweet and lovely when i'm with her. Maybepeople will think that everyone says this at the beginning of a relationship, But i believe that i'm different! I'll make this work because i truly love her! Hope shefeels the same way for me too! Feels like i can spend my life with you babe! Soi''ll be with this lovely girlfriend till the day she doesn't want me, Cause i'llnever ever give up on this relationship! Forever and ever babe! :) Iloveyoumuch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you still mean what you say now?&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent been the best girlfriend in the world.i know i have got bad temper and bpd and all the bad stuff in the world combined together.but you do know that i love you and i will always do no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;take this short break, make good use of it. think through things again, for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's been equally hurtful for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;feel free to call, sms, mms, email, or fb me.&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i dont think i need 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;actually, maybe a day will do for me.i can do with a day to think through things.&lt;br /&gt;contact me anytime you want, even after you have read this.&lt;br /&gt;the next time when we see one another, let's both start afresh, like our very first date.&lt;br /&gt;shy, loving, and so pure deep down within us.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-8285947018515535448?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8285947018515535448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=8285947018515535448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8285947018515535448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8285947018515535448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-you.html' title='i love you'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1013742462672432346</id><published>2010-04-18T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:35:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To: The sweetest+loveliest+amazing+beautiful person in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the best of boyfriends, or thoughtful or romantic. There's so many short comings in my character. I'm dull and boring. But babe, should you fall, i'll be your safety net cushioning your fall. I may not be fun, but at least, every failure in your life, I'd take the unhappiness away. Every success in your life, i'll share the joy with you. The road of your life, no matter how bumpy, or hard to cross, i'd take every step with you. I may not be whatever a good boyfriend is, but i promise you, i'll always be there for you. The only one in this whole wide world whom is able to make me feel like that there's actually someone out there who can make your day with just words alone is you. For all the flaws that i have, I'd make it up by being true to you. This isnt some short term fling to me, it's a lifetimes of happiness to me. One things for sure lovee, is that you've become an irreplacable person in my life. And I'd do anything to keep you safe. I'm sorry love. I won't disappoint you. So quickly go back to your normal self and lets make more beautiful memories :) a simple i love you wouldnt suffice. it must be i love you to the zostest zaxest zax to the zaxest zost. Amount of love i have should be enough to feed like 999999999999999999999999999999999999999999x9999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 Country of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The insensitive dumb guy who loves you madly and deeply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1013742462672432346?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1013742462672432346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1013742462672432346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1013742462672432346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1013742462672432346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-sweetestloveliestamazingbeautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-4173201366785336955</id><published>2010-04-07T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T01:41:39.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every rose has it's thorns. Apparently i'm a rose with x1000000 thorns. Everyone who comes near me eventually get themselves hurt. Aren't you all afraid of me? I'm afraid of myself too. I should just wither and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-4173201366785336955?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4173201366785336955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=4173201366785336955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4173201366785336955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4173201366785336955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2010/04/every-rose-has-its-thorns.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1172352905022569241</id><published>2009-12-24T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:01:14.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since you went away,&lt;br /&gt;my heart breaks everyday,&lt;br /&gt;you don't know cause you're not there,&lt;br /&gt;you simply found the words,&lt;br /&gt;to make all the ugly feelings fade away,&lt;br /&gt;only you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;4days till my paradise is back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1172352905022569241?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1172352905022569241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1172352905022569241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1172352905022569241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1172352905022569241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/12/since-you-went-away-my-heart-breaks.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-681957037830798832</id><published>2009-12-23T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:59:59.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day without you with me,&lt;br /&gt;Is like a blade that cuts right through me&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 and it's already a living hell for me. I really miss you. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could go with you for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;May the next 5days pass quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I love you czy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-681957037830798832?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/681957037830798832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=681957037830798832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/681957037830798832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/681957037830798832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-day-without-you-with-me-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-765300811578639923</id><published>2009-12-10T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:20:11.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is in the air, love is you, you're like my air, can't live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to make lots of money&lt;br /&gt;I can't buy you that bright yellow porsche&lt;br /&gt;But I can give you the one room flat you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Make us a place of our own&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing you a song,&lt;br /&gt;A song for us, and a song so you'll know&lt;br /&gt;that i just can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to fight,&lt;br /&gt;But i have knives,&lt;br /&gt;So i'll draw blood tonight&lt;br /&gt;with ketchup and chilli&lt;br /&gt;If somebody tries hurting you&lt;br /&gt;I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams exams exams, BTC was horribly, amazingly easy, But ELS is tmr and i'm not prepared yet, gonna wish myself lots of luck. The only thing which keeps me going is my sweetheart, she's like the pump to my heart! I love you alot, sweetest thing that ever existed in my life!&lt;br /&gt;I love you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-765300811578639923?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/765300811578639923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=765300811578639923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/765300811578639923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/765300811578639923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-in-air-love-is-you-youre-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-8256338291518157224</id><published>2009-11-30T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:14:43.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello i'm here to update my blog, lovee was really sleep today. Guess it was my fault :( sorry love. Haha! I'm in love with a very amazing girl. It's been 2 months, going to hit 3 months soon! and i dare say i'm having the time of my life. I'll never be bored of you, you're the meaning to my life :) Anyway i had great fun with love last saturday, went botanical gardens with her. I've only been there once and it was ages ago. SO going there was like a totally new experience for me. The most enjoyable was going to the cool house, having mist sprayed on us! hahaha, i've really had great fun love. I always am, sorry for today if you got irritated! And spirited away is really a nice show :) It's so dreamy and creative, how i wish there was a world like that too! I super love you and im missing you now :( AND i updated my blog! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever and ever babe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-8256338291518157224?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8256338291518157224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=8256338291518157224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8256338291518157224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8256338291518157224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-im-here-to-update-my-blog-lovee.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1329820460698098422</id><published>2009-11-24T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T02:05:20.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The most wonderful of all things in life is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a growing depth, beauty and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing; it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of divine accident, and the most wonderful of all things in life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Sir Hugh Walpole &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovee,this is exactly how i feel,too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're the most wonderful thing ever in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm really glad i've got you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always and forever (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1329820460698098422?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1329820460698098422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1329820460698098422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1329820460698098422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1329820460698098422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-wonderful-of-all-things-in-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-4070063143759914895</id><published>2009-10-29T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T02:07:35.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello loveee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just to tell you a little something before going off to bed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you always and forever lovee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life is amazing because of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you for being you and there for me always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you alot (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-4070063143759914895?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4070063143759914895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=4070063143759914895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4070063143759914895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4070063143759914895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-loveee-just-to-tell-you-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-4037253335104189487</id><published>2009-10-27T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:54:50.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello loveee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you look so cute during training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;totally feel like running up to you and hug you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i swear you're the best thing that has ever happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so sorry for making u all upset and unhappy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over me for the last few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall be good and listen to you in the future (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,i'd still love you in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever and ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-4037253335104189487?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4037253335104189487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=4037253335104189487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4037253335104189487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4037253335104189487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-loveee-you-look-so-cute-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1415571204374144718</id><published>2009-10-21T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:29:56.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought i'd be talking to you now, i thought you'd be home by now, i guess i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;things dont turn out the way it plans. Argh, i feel so empty when things don't go my way,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you and i love you loadsssssssss. Somehow i feel sooo empty. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1415571204374144718?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1415571204374144718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1415571204374144718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1415571204374144718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1415571204374144718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-id-be-talking-to-you-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1218188384157934556</id><published>2009-10-19T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:51:28.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should be doing the right thing, but im not, like wtf. idk why i cant. I'm just not happy when i cant see her. no, not happy at all, why cant things be planned another way, why does it necessarily be planned like this, whywhywhywhy. whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1218188384157934556?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1218188384157934556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1218188384157934556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1218188384157934556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1218188384157934556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-should-be-doing-right-thing-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-6471358282919688700</id><published>2009-10-19T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:46:39.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whywhywhywhwyhwywhywhwyhwywhywhwywhywwhywhywhwywhywhywhywhywhywhwywhywhywhyw&lt;br /&gt;whywhywhwyhwyhwywhywhwywhwywhwywhywhywhywhwywhywhwyhwywhywhywhywhywhy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the f hell, like w t f c** k** moth** f***.&lt;br /&gt;F f f f f f f ff f ff ff ffffff&lt;br /&gt;eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff effe ff eff eff eff eff eff&lt;br /&gt;eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff eff&lt;br /&gt;eff eff effe ff eff eff efffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-6471358282919688700?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6471358282919688700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=6471358282919688700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/6471358282919688700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/6471358282919688700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/whywhywhywhwyhwywhywhwyhwywhywhwywhywwh.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-8125918485681866053</id><published>2009-10-19T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:43:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtfk**c** f*** this shit. f*** up. *!**!*!*!*!*!*!**!*!*!!**!!*!*!**!*!*!*!*!**! f, f, f, f, f, f, f, f,&lt;br /&gt;f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,,ff,,f,f,f,ff,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,,f,f,f,f,f,f,f,f f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.f.ff.f.f.f.f.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-8125918485681866053?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8125918485681866053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=8125918485681866053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8125918485681866053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8125918485681866053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtfkc-f-this-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-2348679398535320519</id><published>2009-10-14T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:47:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to,&lt;br /&gt;and I will...&lt;br /&gt;learn to be a better man!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway quick update for my blog. Went out with babe yesterday to celebrate our 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we'd have a long and lasting relationship! haha. We went to prawn, cabbed back home, steamed our prawns! Delicious! haha, went to ikea. Had meatballs and hotdog! Accompanied babe to Jurong point interchange where she acc-ed me to wait for 180! haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway babe went out today, so i'm stuck at home rotting. She's gonna eat good food tmr!&lt;br /&gt;And not with me! :( Ok. off to lie on my bed, which i've been doing. For the whole day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-2348679398535320519?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2348679398535320519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=2348679398535320519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/2348679398535320519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/2348679398535320519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-to-ive-got-to-and-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-4343183375591902640</id><published>2009-10-11T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:45:56.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. i'm here to blog. Cause my babe says my blog is dead! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went out with her on monday tuesday wed and sat! On monday we went to&lt;br /&gt;henderson waves! And then bukitpanjang for lunch! And sent her home. Tuesday we went&lt;br /&gt;to watch funny people! And on wednesday she came to my houseee! and sat we went for a movie followed by a concert! she's mad over peipei can! shall make my dog uncute one fine day!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Anyway i feel superr lucky to have such an amazing girlfriend! I love you babe.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever! hahaha. thank you for loving me for who i am, a selfish and jealous guy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in so deep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know i'm a fool for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've got me wrapped around your fingers,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please keep it that way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you forever and ever babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-4343183375591902640?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4343183375591902640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=4343183375591902640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4343183375591902640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/4343183375591902640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-3178839493297900154</id><published>2009-10-08T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:34:59.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;brandon lovee,here's a post for you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; you're my everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you now and forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-3178839493297900154?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3178839493297900154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=3178839493297900154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/3178839493297900154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/3178839493297900154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/brandon-loveeheres-post-for-you-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-7841016956871569591</id><published>2009-10-06T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:55:09.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed up in my mind and heart.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really weirded out now. I don't know how to say yes and no at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like my heart has a void when i'm not with you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i'm always thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always jealous.&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be too over possessive.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm blogging about either.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my head mixed twisted up with my heart&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I should keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow shall be a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;Screw this.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is it.&lt;br /&gt;I love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;What more can i say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool for love.&lt;br /&gt;You've got me wrapped all around you.&lt;br /&gt;I can never get enough of you.&lt;br /&gt;I think someone should design a machine,&lt;br /&gt;that enables you to be at many place at one time.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be so ever happy.&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop being in low spirits now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I shouldn't be acting this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-7841016956871569591?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/7841016956871569591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=7841016956871569591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/7841016956871569591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/7841016956871569591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/mixed-up-in-my-mind-and-heart.html' title='Mixed up in my mind and heart.'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-8505208715014714179</id><published>2009-10-02T18:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:21:50.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there at your side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SsYMXzNvHmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7H3F1xoHAC4/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388007607219723874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SsYMXzNvHmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7H3F1xoHAC4/s320/s320x240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i384.photobucket.com/albums/oo284/zhaoyuzhaoyu/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because lovee's far too lazy to update his dead blog,&lt;br /&gt;i shall be nice and make his blog alive again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sorry for what happened on wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shall promise you that things like this will not happen again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that it'd not affect our relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we might have been annoyed at one another for certain things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i do believe that things will always turn out well for us again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love is like a rollercoaster.it has its ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the future,more or less,we'd quarrel and fight a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get pissed off with one another,sulk at one another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;roll eyes at one another,or could not agree to a point over certain matters.&lt;br /&gt;however,when the time comes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's both take a step back and think through things again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love,is to understand acceptance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to bring out the best of your beloved partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright.alright.i think i should better stop all these talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before some pig says i'm going all emotic again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,now you know;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you want me to get all energetic,hyperactive,insane and noisy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buy me sugarcane drink (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right,here's a short summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuesday.wrestle with lovee for the entire day.and by the way,i won (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday.beached,sandcastled and sunned with lovee.i got a tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday.it's not here yet,but we're gonna be like kids and light up some candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love and miss you ttm always lovee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-8505208715014714179?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8505208715014714179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=8505208715014714179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8505208715014714179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8505208715014714179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-at-your-side.html' title='there at your side'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SsYMXzNvHmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7H3F1xoHAC4/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-8838244261175466454</id><published>2009-09-26T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:22:29.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! here to update my blog!:) Went to bball today. Was fun overall, haven't gone down in ages, yet dy and melvin's smses and phonecalls woke me up. So i went down afterall! haha! I had a great time with love this week. Monday we went to holland village! :) Wednesday we went to JE library, i was watching her do a birthday card for her friend! She's so sweet! On thursday she came over to my house! And she's so afraid of my super cute dog! hahaha! Friday she accompanied to jesmond's bday bbq and i love her so much for it. She makes the time spent much more memorable for me! haha! thats to summarise my great and lovely week spent with the girl i love the most! Besides my parents and siblings. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that the starting of relationship feels sweet, and sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it comes to a stalemate, and then the relationship becomes sweet again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, for me. I'm always feeling sweet and lovely when i'm with her. Maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;people will think that everyone says this at the beginning of a relationship, But &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe that i'm different! I'll make this work because i truly love her! Hope she&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feels the same way for me too! Feels like i can spend my life with you babe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; So&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i''ll be with this lovely girlfriend till the day she doesn't want me, Cause i'll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never ever give up on this relationship! Forever and ever babe! :) Iloveyoumuch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-8838244261175466454?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8838244261175466454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=8838244261175466454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8838244261175466454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/8838244261175466454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-here-to-update-my-blog-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-342287413523696330</id><published>2009-09-20T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:22:02.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, love's out to buy things so there's no one to entertain me!:( Shall update about where we went! We went to marina on monday!:) caught a movie and went to marina barrage! And then on wednesday we went back to ngee ann. To watch movies on my laptop!:) watched around 5 movies before gg for dinner. Sent her home! :) Andddddddddd we went out on saturday again! Had lunch at makanplace before gg to udder's to find elaine! She treat-ed me icecream! Thanks alot huns. :) Had vodka lychee icream. She had her rum and rasin! I think mine tasted much better. Hmmmmmm, and thennnn we left to bukittimah, i had my lunch. She wasnt hungry. Then we went to our highhighplace! :) Had a great time on saturday! thanks alot sweeetie.&lt;br /&gt;Best girlfriend i ever had. And hopefully the only one :D I'm such a nice boyfriend updating about our day out! Unlike someone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-342287413523696330?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/342287413523696330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=342287413523696330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/342287413523696330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/342287413523696330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-loves-out-to-buy-things-so-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1270023890172330877</id><published>2009-09-17T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:23:56.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m a fish out of water without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;surprise surprise surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello love :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;czy's here to help you update your dead blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be touched.and honoured,too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movie marathon with you yesterday was so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let's do it again sometime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i swear i am missing you like anything now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aaw..and for the smth i owe you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will give it to you ok.it's just a matter of time you impatient lovely pig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forsure.i promise.pinky swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and and and,you're feverish!better have enough rest please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get well soon.i dont like to see you sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOOHOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love and miss you ttm.always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1270023890172330877?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1270023890172330877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1270023890172330877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1270023890172330877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1270023890172330877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-fish-out-of-water-without-you.html' title='I’m a fish out of water without you'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-1007940046971697375</id><published>2009-09-13T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:42:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellllooo, here to update my blog becos ys changed the time he was suppose to gym with me. So he's coming at two and i've got nothing to do. I just wannaa note that today's morninggg 13/9/09 best morning i've had! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-1007940046971697375?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1007940046971697375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=1007940046971697375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1007940046971697375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/1007940046971697375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/hellllooo-here-to-update-my-blog-becos.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-3848752221589440848</id><published>2009-09-12T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:43:27.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloooo, im here to update about my day with ms chuazhaoyu the pig! :) It was a very fun day! quite tiring walking around but with herr. It's fun! I had a very very great day with her. And she thought it was a dream, how cute! hahahaha. Okaaaaay she's out for a concert with her friend, whereas i'm home alone emo-ing:( I'm suppose to say nice things about her! No amount of words from the dictionary can describe how good is she! Man i sound so smitten! Ok! hoped she had a great day with her friends :) I bet you'll feel so happy when you see this czy! hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-3848752221589440848?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/3848752221589440848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=3848752221589440848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/3848752221589440848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/3848752221589440848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/helloooo-im-here-to-update-about-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2717197557261082401.post-581572887174593553</id><published>2009-09-05T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:18:27.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Czy e pig!</title><content type='html'>HELLLOOOOOOO, I'm here to blog about the one and only evil meanie puddiniee ms adagio! She's soooo nice and sweet k. She makes me go gaga when i see her. She's very extremely cuteee. She's a great shooter and never fails to break my heart! She's unique in her own distinctive way and i love everything about it! She lovesss classical music which doesnt suit her, cause she's evil@!@! And i'm supposed to blog nice things about her! So i shalllll do that and sayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czy! you're e bgiem! Still figuring it out right. hhahahahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2717197557261082401-581572887174593553?l=branndon-t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/feeds/581572887174593553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2717197557261082401&amp;postID=581572887174593553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/581572887174593553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2717197557261082401/posts/default/581572887174593553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://branndon-t.blogspot.com/2009/09/czy-e-pig.html' title='Czy e pig!'/><author><name>Brandon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11530993923233175557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VcdwPyf8VsA/SQ0ARDMlJTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q0GePhKFxzM/S220/16102008(003).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
