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ROFL.'/><category term='ROFL HIHIHIHIHI LOL'/><category term='laughing my ass off'/><category term='habbo hotel'/><category term='Congrats for me crying like a ugly girl again'/><title type='text'>Oblivious?</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a shy shy girl.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4283264624884358894</id><published>2012-02-08T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:44:04.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/what-you-have-to-do-in-order-to-be-truly-happy/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- Start of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;sc_project=3624544; sc_invisible=1; sc_partition=42; sc_security="d0600251"; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.statcounter.com/counter/counter_xhtml.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;div class="statcounter"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a class="statcounter" href="http://www.statcounter.com/free_hit_counter.html"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;img class="statcounter" src="http://c43.statcounter.com/3624544/0/d0600251/1/" alt="counter" /&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/div&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;!-- End of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 28px; font-family:Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being truly happy, to me, is a choice you have to make. I wasn’t aware of this before. I thought happiness, like dying, was a guarantee but, oops, it’s not. It involves hard work and not succumbing to the attractive lure of melancholy. This is no easy feat though. Telling your friends that you’re in a bad place and falling into a Netflix k-hole feels like the BEST thing sometimes but it will eventually catch up with you. Years will pass and you’ll find yourself in a perma k-hole, which is not chic. Get out now! Be more proactive with managing your moods and for the love of god, burn that stupid Adele CD.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is true enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4283264624884358894?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4283264624884358894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4283264624884358894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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free... by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/heybla2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need to believe and accept the fact that you will do fine being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If people ever judge you, you know that they're not worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It might be difficult to live in this society but we just have to be stronger and show them who's standing stronger than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember to smile and focus on the people that love you for who you really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are the ones that is going to go through thick and thin of your life together with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.... think twice before you do or say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5974028924035673613?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5974028924035673613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5974028924035673613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5974028924035673613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5974028924035673613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/11/itoshii-hito.html' title='Itoshii hito'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6550445994260487258</id><published>2011-11-13T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:58:33.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you so much I'm crying right now. &lt;br /&gt;My chest feels so stuffy. &lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what are the correct words to describe how I'm feeling right now, or probably every moment I thought of you.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to think about how things are going between the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure if you're thinking about me or what sort of shit but I guess not. &lt;br /&gt;One sided love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever in this state....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6550445994260487258?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6550445994260487258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6550445994260487258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6550445994260487258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6550445994260487258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-you-so-much-im-crying-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1523548227468462809</id><published>2011-11-10T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:25:06.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally decided to be back on being 'available-for-my-fb-chat-box-thingy'.&lt;br /&gt;No point hiding and avoiding when you thought the one you love would notice any shit. &lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm just the only one that is living in this one-sided world. &lt;br /&gt;No wonder it took me years to get over my past. &lt;br /&gt;THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FROM LIVING IN A ONE-SIDED WORLD PEOPLE. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be stupid like me even though I would just say, follow your heart. &lt;br /&gt;Ya, I follow my heart to make myself suffer. No choice, things are like this. What can I do? &lt;br /&gt;I try to make amendments, I beg, I cry, I talk, I give, I spend time, I think, I love, with all I can.&lt;br /&gt;People give you cold treatment, I will still try even though it hurts in my heart and annoying to you like fk. &lt;br /&gt;And then you're over there looking at the guy you love, liking/loving someone else. &lt;br /&gt;I treat people like some stars that are in the sky and they treat me like dirt and being able to be replaced anytime of their life.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. THIS IS LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If virtual is already so harsh, what makes reality a better place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to explain to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1523548227468462809?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1523548227468462809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1523548227468462809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1523548227468462809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1523548227468462809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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reality, it's tough and hurtful but I guess it's alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's something that makes life warm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least, I proved to myself, I can handle struggling on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will do whatever I like to stop the misery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2516297446702793611?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2516297446702793611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2516297446702793611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2516297446702793611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2516297446702793611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-guess-im-fine-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3614114736065735533</id><published>2011-10-31T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:01:35.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Inside me, I'm going crazy. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm crying because ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm daydreaming because ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm running away because ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I just want to disappear. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to rely on love.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to feel like a real person.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to smile because I'm really happy from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to look forward towards every day.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to see you and know it's real.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I told myself a million of reasons why I should stay when all your actions are telling me to stop.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I told myself I should't give up on something I really want but the moment I think about what you've said, it's bringing me down.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I told myself I shouldn't cry but I'm heading to my room now so nobody will see me cry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm not blaming or finding faults in anyone. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I just want to know if you want this so much as how much I want.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just by saying and typing doesn't convince me enough...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you changed your mind about this relationship,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;don't love me anymore,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;found someone new,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;prefer to be alone,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;regret that you wanted me again,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;will never have time for r/s,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;everything first, relationship second,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Then... please just dump me away.................&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's killing me to see your wall everyday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Other people and girls deserve more attention and gets more attention from you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'm just lying on my bed, crying my eyes out, feel like stabbing my heart for having feelings, wondering how much more can I take in...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;Even if I were to tell you all these, you will probably say you're going through a lot more than I am and I shouldn't complain and just shut up and leave you alone. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;This is a fact that I know and understand since the first day we talked.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;I wish I can be strong enough for you and my own world. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;Everyone have their own story, people can choose what they want to hear, what they don't want to see, what they want to believe, to choose if they want to be a part of their story, to try and understand, basically, just anything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote style="display: inline !important; "&gt;In the world of relationship, &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People agree with one another to commit and be together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you understand the definition of commit and together?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm hiding here. Afraid of you. Forgiven everything. Forgotten all the lies. Believe in you, have trust in you, have faith in you, smile and walk away when it was once over, never want to find any faults with you, handled all your feelings with care, wanting to be there for you, missing you everyday, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all I want is just to feel wanted. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you think that you can't handle love and everything at the same time or your feelings for me is already fading away,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please tell me and let me go...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3614114736065735533?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3614114736065735533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3614114736065735533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3614114736065735533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3614114736065735533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/10/inside-me-im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8102653086680189447</id><published>2011-10-31T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:13:43.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If you think of giving up, think of why you held on for so long."'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- Start of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;sc_project=3624544; sc_invisible=1; sc_partition=42; sc_security="d0600251"; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.statcounter.com/counter/counter_xhtml.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;div class="statcounter"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a class="statcounter" href="http://www.statcounter.com/free_hit_counter.html"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;img class="statcounter" src="http://c43.statcounter.com/3624544/0/d0600251/1/" alt="counter" /&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/div&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;!-- End of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8102653086680189447?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8102653086680189447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8102653086680189447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8102653086680189447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8102653086680189447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-you-think-of-giving-up-think-of-why.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-208280914338287638</id><published>2011-10-26T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:40:35.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone has got their own pain. &lt;div&gt;Part of it, people will never understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People may gone through similar situations but never the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's difficult to heal a scar. Yes, time will heal but it's still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I'm checking on the 2 scars on my leg and 1 on my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, it's true. It never heals completely, physically or mentally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have our own situation, we have the options to choose how we want to handle it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a choice, accepting or denying it, showing it or hiding it, it's our own call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's fine to go through different kind of stuffs, expect the unexpected. This is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all counted as an experience and of course, the most important thing is to learn something out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've been through might or might not be that worst but I still have to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the priority in handling yourself is just keeping up with the world and move on when it's time to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I must say, even now, I'm scared. I'm afraid. Of? It's a secret, MEH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tough hanging onto something and you're unsure of what you're suppose to do. Is there a right or wrong situation here? How can you be sure things are fine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, we are forced to do nothing and just keep on walking forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, things unresolved from the past will still catch up with you and you just got yourself landing on the 'land of lost'. Congrats? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, come on, to be able to live normally in a country, I should be contented already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are people out there that needed REAL help and nobody are either offering a helping hand or contributing anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They may still be facing difficulties now and 10 years down the road, what if things are still the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Society of the needy people from all around the world, I want to help them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, when I got a real stable job, able to feed my family and parents, I want to donate lots of money to them to improve their life. One of my goal in life and I want to make sure that I will definitely achieve it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, no matter how much pain I'm keeping inside, it can't be compared to the people out there suffering in the streets, lack of basic necessities and anything else... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will just have to keep my head up and smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the right and best thing to do, isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-208280914338287638?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/208280914338287638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=208280914338287638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/208280914338287638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/208280914338287638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/10/everyone-has-got-their-own-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1413874701918368984</id><published>2011-10-16T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T01:18:15.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"long live the unicorns"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a happy girl today!!! Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally get to change my hair color after 3 months of waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is said to let your hair rest for at least 3 months before you decide to do any chemical-related process on your hair again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got rid of my orangey brown hair... and as usual, ash blond! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/d866e7e8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally get to Skype with ≧◡≦ and omg, I felt so relieved and happy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it is just for a while... but better than nothing righttttt?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"One day, if you feel like the world is going against you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;please remember I'm always with you no matter what."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1413874701918368984?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1413874701918368984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1413874701918368984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1413874701918368984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1413874701918368984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-live-unicorns.html' title='&quot;long live the unicorns&quot;'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6481765369652095606</id><published>2011-10-14T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T03:06:15.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishless sky</title><content type='html'>If there is a genie out there willing to grant me three wishes,&lt;!-- Start of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;sc_project=3624544; sc_invisible=1; sc_partition=42; sc_security="d0600251"; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.statcounter.com/counter/counter_xhtml.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;div class="statcounter"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a class="statcounter" href="http://www.statcounter.com/free_hit_counter.html"&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;img class="statcounter" src="http://c43.statcounter.com/3624544/0/d0600251/1/" alt="counter" /&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/div&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;!-- End of StatCounter Code --&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first wish will be for you. Definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want you to go through a rough time, it sucks to see you like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean like, it's alright to have a rough time once in a while but you get it like most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just feels so unfair, I don't know why this sounds a bit ridiculous but yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course life isn't fair to anyone but whatever, screw life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to see you being happy, like happy from the inside not just from the outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime I really wish I can be there for you like anytime, as a girlfriend? Or I guess just as a friend since I don't really understand what is going on between the two of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I mean be there, it is like ya REALLY THERE, right next to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, I wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually think that I don't know much about you, about your life, what you're going through and stuffs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe one day when you get older, I hope you do things not because you're expected to but just do things because you really want it from the bottom of your heart and it will make you feel really REALLY happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe also stop being stubborn for a little bit(lol) and learn to listen to people you should and just say okay/yes. I mean like not all the time, life would be dead boring and stupid. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, why is my English so lousy and I've such limited vocabulary to use in my mind right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why am I even writing this at this hour but I just feel like doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would be glad enough if I'm able to help take off half of your heavy load on your shoulders... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, everyone on earth all know it is impossible since your life isn't my life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I do anyway? Just nothing I guess.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though we got to know each other virtually, I guess in real life, we're just a nobody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might seems foolish to write all these things but yea, I meant what I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want you to know that you're an amazing person and people love you the way you are. I'm pretty sure many people enjoy talking to you but yes, just be you, the real you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't doubt yourself and just smile throughout everything ≧◡≦ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ever keep like 99% of your things and burdens in your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the strongest person need a shoulder to rely on... so go to the 'shoulder' that you trust whenever you need to. MUST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, if you ever need someone to talk to or need a pair of listening ears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap, I'm available even if I'm asleep though you might just hear me mumbling some weird stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K, nobody will probably read all my craps in my blog but yea WHATEVERXZXZXZXZXZ ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life... this is life......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone have to see where life is going to take them to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6481765369652095606?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6481765369652095606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8380151812181959591</id><published>2011-10-04T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:23:15.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really confused with what is going on.&lt;div&gt;If you're not going to appreciate me, someone else will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't want me anymore, tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can handle myself like how it always has been from the beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8380151812181959591?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8380151812181959591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8380151812181959591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8380151812181959591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8380151812181959591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-really-confused-with-what-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5218436952922415085</id><published>2011-09-30T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:10:42.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/pic2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Class chalet is awesome and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K, Don't know what to say anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kthxbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5218436952922415085?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5218436952922415085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5218436952922415085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5218436952922415085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5218436952922415085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/class-chalet-is-awesome-and-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1916912818714489333</id><published>2011-09-27T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:59:12.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.... what do you do when you got a boyfriend that need to concentrate studying 24/7?&lt;div&gt;A boyfriend you've never seen before, a boyfriend you love very much and don't talk to each other frequently or maybe just random super short nonsense conversation just to check if you're dead or alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unsure if he's into another girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unsure if he's lying again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unsure if you should confront him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unsure if you should be in or out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well obviously, 99.9% of the time you want to be in but that 0.01% is messing up with your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're unsure if you could stop comparing between you and the girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're feeling so unsure you don't know what to do anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't even know if this relationship really does exist. Just virtually I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be your boyfriend's call. Not yours, never yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want to be there for him and if he thinks we couldn't make it anymore, so be it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your boyfriend is living in a world you wouldn't understand cause his world is very different from yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in a different world and living in another country. Mhmmmmmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I suppose to say fuck now because it really feels dam unfair and fuck up lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, you can feel that way deep down inside your boyfriend heart, most of the time he's sad and kinda 'miserable' from all the pressure and 'things' going on in 'his-world'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wish you can do something but most of the time he just ended up saying he's busy/not in the mood to talk/you are the one having problems/whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended up, you just stfu and go do something else or wait for him to say bye-bye since he's busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also probably know he rather talk to some other girls when he has got free/break time or go play SA with his guy &amp;amp; girl friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you can response to all this is just.. MEHHHHHHHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday you rot there hoping/waiting your boyfriend would at least say Hi and then Bye within the next few minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes it even worst when you're having school holidays. WOAH, PERECTO. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want to go visit your boyfriend while you can but he's gonna be having exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams, very important to him. Okay can. I geddit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once this 3 weeks of holiday is over, you will have to wait till 19DEC-30DEC for your holiday to happen again. YAY? NAYx100000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't even know if your boyfriend wants to come over SG to see you. Oh, he's very busy. Kk can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you and your boyfriend going to sustain this whole R/S thing anyway...... Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least you feels less guilty after applying for a job at Uniqlo together with your friend, the more surprising thing is you worked for Uniqlo before and quitted in a month. NOT A GOOD IMPRESSION. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's alright, being called down for an interview 15 minutes later right after applying for a part-time job. Shocking but still okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORST: You enter the room and you SEE THE STORE MANAGER YOU HATED SINCE YEARS AGO WHEN YOU'RE WORKING AT ANOTHER OUTLET AND SHE'S GONNA BE THE INTERVIEWER. *calm down and smile* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm literally imagined that I'm stabbing myself to death while I'm in that room. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not cool at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHATEVEVEVEVEVEVEVEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR, life. This is life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't know why you feel better when you see your boyfriend is online. Sound pathetic but ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime you just wish you can watch movies together, watch the sky, hug each other anytime you want, go anywhere together, do stupid things together, crash at his place, cry in his embrace because you just feel like crying, at least just being able to knowledge each other existence whole heartedly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1916912818714489333?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1916912818714489333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1916912818714489333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1916912818714489333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1916912818714489333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3621137776708809571</id><published>2011-09-27T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T01:41:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol, I should go kill myself already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3621137776708809571?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3621137776708809571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3621137776708809571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3621137776708809571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3621137776708809571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/lol-i-should-go-kill-myself-already.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3455760712531941907</id><published>2011-09-25T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T02:15:58.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm fine with people crossing the line over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not fine with people not realizing what they do is wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you get my point?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do yourself and me a favor, will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all the things I do, giving chances, trying to be the most thoughtful &amp;amp; understanding person you can ever meet in this world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this the best you can do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, you don't have to do it for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least, do it for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess nothing will ever be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3455760712531941907?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3455760712531941907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3455760712531941907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3455760712531941907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3455760712531941907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-fine-with-people-crossing-line-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1554847215012223764</id><published>2011-09-21T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:28:52.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/grey2blog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can feel myself blacking out again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1554847215012223764?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1554847215012223764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1554847215012223764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1554847215012223764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1554847215012223764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-can-feel-myself-blacking-out-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-123343681513509426</id><published>2011-09-20T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:14:27.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was I thinking in the first place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm this "world" that couldn't be save.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really want to feel better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really want to stop feeling like this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop hiding, denying, crying, thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If hearing your voice can help make every pain gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I would really like to see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you see? What was I thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is, I just want to hide somewhere so nobody could realize/see I'm crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It hurts to see me like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything hurts... but I will keep on smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep on smiling... it's the right thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-123343681513509426?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/123343681513509426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=123343681513509426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/123343681513509426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/123343681513509426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-was-i-thinking-in-first-place.html' title='Everything is impossible'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6441067242852823467</id><published>2011-09-10T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:44:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"It’s amazing. Amazing how a stranger, a person you didn’t know would end up meaning so much to you. Amazing how as time progressed, from a stranger it turns into a friendship. A friendship so strong. Even if you didn’t knew them well, didn’t know their past. But yet you learn to trust that person. How easy and comfortable it is to just talk to that person about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships. What is the foundation of every relationship? From my take, I think it’s built upon not only trust, but communication. Together, combined it will build a strong relationship. Trust, no matter what will play a significant role. But communication is key. Why? Because if you and another person lack communication, how are you going to be able to share and know each other? Like any type of relationships, there will be problems and arguments that will occur. Without communication, will you be able to fix and mend it? Through communicating, you can hear each other’s side and be able to know what’s on their mind and settle the differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trust was once so strong, yet you betrayed me. Our communication was also once so strong, yet now getting a word out of you is so hard and tiring."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6441067242852823467?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6441067242852823467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6441067242852823467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6441067242852823467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6441067242852823467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6714443906767712776</id><published>2011-05-18T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T01:21:52.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things might be fiction but at least I know that I love you, even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/loveyou2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just so hard to wait around for something that you're not even sure is actually going to happen, but you can’t seem to give up when you know its everything you've ever wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the hardest moments in life is deciding when to give up and when to try harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/30223428-6714443906767712776?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6714443906767712776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1849439107081182530</id><published>2011-05-15T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:52:48.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/facebook.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good job, you really done a good job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1849439107081182530?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/th_facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6868623869897036308</id><published>2011-04-27T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:37:03.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abandoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did you go, oh oh oh oh oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6868623869897036308?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6868623869897036308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6868623869897036308' 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center;"&gt;Broken, so deadly broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize nobody can see me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7279928266447545644?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7279928266447545644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7279928266447545644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7279928266447545644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7279928266447545644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/broken-so-deadly-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-9072645546521681196</id><published>2011-04-17T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:00:57.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/P1050161.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-- James Earl Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I stare at my blog header... it's like... "My face is so fat...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aiya, it is always fat anyway, baby fats :/ Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/P1050008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-9072645546521681196?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9072645546521681196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=9072645546521681196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/9072645546521681196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/9072645546521681196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-of-hardest-things-in-life-is-having.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/th_P1050161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5662911530289275202</id><published>2011-04-13T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:38:35.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna run away, lie on the beach, listen to the sounds of the sea and stare at the night sky.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This way, I can see you shining brightly everywhere.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5662911530289275202?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5662911530289275202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5662911530289275202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5662911530289275202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5662911530289275202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wanna-run-away-and-lie-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4746362310242232965</id><published>2011-04-11T19:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:13:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's funny how we feel so much but we don't say a word, we're screaming inside but we can't be heard."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My problem is that I can’t stay mad, I always end up forgiving people even if they don’t deserve it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"To be forgotten by someone whom you can’t forget, that is one of the worst feelings ever."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Knowledge is power, ignorance is bliss, but curiosity is a bitch."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you ever want to come back or you're moving on, I want you to know that I will always wait to welcome you back with an open arms since you've been gone and tell you that everything will be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may not be an expressive person but when trust me, I'm an appreciative person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things that come out of my mouth are real because I can't bear to lie and face guilt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I read books to find for answer, I help myself myself because it's so hard to ask for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to be a burden to anyone and I believe I can take in more than I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As long as I keep reminding myself about the magic word, &lt;i&gt;Believe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though reality is a harsh world to be in, I still have to live because I have dreams even if it is a ridiculous dream. It is something that keep people going forward and stop giving a **** to nonsensical stuffs around you even though deep down they really care a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside me, I'm killing myself bit by bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I'm the kind of person that doesn't let go of something even when I realize that people are happier with somebody else, all I want is them feeling happy if that's how it should be. What to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what? You just have to keep walking because you're in this freaking journey called LIFE. Lol, **** everyone's/my life eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime, all I want is just wanting to feel wanted, being love in return by the people I love, being care by how I care for people, having people to talk to, nobody judging me, accept for who I am, how I look, how fat I am, how boring I am, how I get emotional easily, how shitty I am, just &lt;i&gt;everything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? THIS IS LIFE MAN. I CAN ONLY SUCK MY THUMB AND ACT LIKE NOTHING HAPPEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I hope that when I'm done pushing myself to the furthest, someone will be able to grab me and tell me &lt;i&gt;everything is going to be alright &lt;/i&gt;and give me a tight slap and then hug me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INSANE AND WEIRD? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwwww, too bad you just wasted some time reading this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can you do? NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OoPppSsSieEsSsz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I wanna say I love you even though I'm talking to myself hahahahahaha. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4746362310242232965?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4746362310242232965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2943613996341982768</id><published>2011-04-08T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:03:48.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby don’t cry baby don’t cry baby don’t cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My feelings for you, nothing will change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take my smile, if you ever need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2943613996341982768?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2943613996341982768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2943613996341982768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2943613996341982768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2943613996341982768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-dont-cry-baby-dont-cry-baby-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4852008114371616956</id><published>2011-04-04T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:44:54.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess, it's time for me to return back to my shell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4852008114371616956?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4852008114371616956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4852008114371616956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4852008114371616956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4852008114371616956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-guess-its-time-for-me-to-return-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2517953409233866883</id><published>2011-04-02T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:48:40.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Don't promise when you're happy, Don't reply when you're angry, Don't decide when you're sad"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2517953409233866883?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2517953409233866883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-436352689886773517</id><published>2011-04-02T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T03:59:15.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best thing ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just reached home and then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took off T-shirt and shorts because the weather is such a killer, wearing just undergarment eating fruits as it's probably the only thing best preferred food to be eaten at this timing and least fattening, browsing tumblr and facebook with a crazy mind at 3.48am and dearest sisters are asleep, nobody else at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can ****************** do whatever I want and nobody cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Judge me if you're happy doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-436352689886773517?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/436352689886773517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=436352689886773517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/436352689886773517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/436352689886773517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-thing-ever-just-reached-home-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-702864327604020666</id><published>2011-03-30T01:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T02:52:56.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zfnYALm1yA/TZIY8z5yKtI/AAAAAAAAC8s/dyyJcDXRxvE/s320/Picture%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589557520523995858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime, the only thing that I can think of is just...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Seriously? Me? ME? I'm just a plain jane."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ok maybe I don't even deserve the plain jane with the jane, lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm ordinary, have an average income family, naive, stubborn, short, have fat legs, fat tummy, fat arms, cry easily, speaks lousy english, frog living in a well, crazy hair, hate maths, only good in art, takes funny pictures, sound like a guy, boring like shit, baby fats on my face, forever lost not knowing what to do, blablabla and the list go on..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your world? I'm not even eligible to be IN your world. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just a small little dot like how Singapore is in the world map. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So tiny and minute......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end, it's always "Me? Who am I... I'm just a nobody which is so pathetic. Why would people even want me in the first place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But instead, I just want to keep on doing how I always feel about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-702864327604020666?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/702864327604020666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=702864327604020666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/702864327604020666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/702864327604020666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zfnYALm1yA/TZIY8z5yKtI/AAAAAAAAC8s/dyyJcDXRxvE/s72-c/Picture%2B9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5260281771250154569</id><published>2011-03-27T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T02:02:10.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you so badly. SO SO SO SO SO BADLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do? Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only dancing to what I've been taught today by my class dance instructor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept screwing up my steps because I'm forgetful and thinking too much but it was fun, SUPER FUN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made new friends and we were laughing throughout the lesson and I was so shy haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, dancing makes my day manxzx...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If everyday is like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5260281771250154569?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5260281771250154569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5260281771250154569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5260281771250154569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5260281771250154569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-miss-you-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7392139941468510551</id><published>2011-03-25T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:21:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/P1050050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dead but alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7392139941468510551?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7392139941468510551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7392139941468510551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7392139941468510551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7392139941468510551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/03/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/th_P1050050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2385694366520332143</id><published>2011-03-24T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:16:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky of Ciel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/P1050031-2yhgvh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody knows how broken and shattered my heart is.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm fine with it neither I want to seek any attention.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2385694366520332143?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2385694366520332143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2385694366520332143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2385694366520332143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2385694366520332143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/03/sky-of-ciel.html' title='Sky of Ciel'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/th_P1050031-2yhgvh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1212981620634670625</id><published>2011-03-15T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:08:46.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>永遠の愛</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/P10406592.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is amazing how love can make you into but let me face it.. I'm not amazing enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can never have love... I'm not good, brave, sweet, smart, pretty enough for love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy but true, sometime I blame myself or my previous life for the 'sudden' happenings in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most importantly, I'm really really bad with words. Sucks :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fears? I have many. Like what? I don't know, you've to figure it out yourself if you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deep down, everyone know that things wouldn't last but we just want to put in some tiny hope in forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All we can do is to put aside our doubts and fill our heart with trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To believe or not to believe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, we have to make our own decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I love you, you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't explain why but I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1212981620634670625?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1212981620634670625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1212981620634670625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1212981620634670625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1212981620634670625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='永遠の愛'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l578/pingkomizu/Love/th_P10406592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2270253967084020156</id><published>2011-02-23T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:42:09.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haru Haru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you know how much I suck? That's why I prefer being alone and stay where I am and never move on. Because all I always get is disappointment.... I expect too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You won't know how much I want to dig my heart out so the pain will be gone. Having a poker face at home, I'm so used to it, the feeling is so numb, it always stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not emo... this is pain. I can still laugh whenever I want when I think of anything funny. Maybe the thing that will change is my appetite? It's either I eat a lot or I don't. Binge eating? I'm not afraid anymore. It's already a habit I've adapt to make myself eat a little and feel full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so fine I can fly lika g6. And no, I'm not saying my life sucks neither my life is awesome the way it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just don't misunderstand me or my intention... because that's what most of the people that doesn't understand/know me do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's alright anyway. I'm freaking fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2270253967084020156?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2270253967084020156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2270253967084020156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2270253967084020156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2270253967084020156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/02/haru-haru.html' title='Haru Haru'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4364469423941848001</id><published>2011-02-22T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:12:31.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babique</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5467239161_cfd22cb6e9_z.jpg" width="635" height="500" alt="nopunnor" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had this super awesome BBQ with some of my classmates and my wonderful girlfriends over at A's condo yesterday! It's been so long man.... Well, it always is. I miss all my friends, awwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so bored. I need a job so I don't have to rot at home for another approximately 2 months? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anybody can introduce me any? :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4364469423941848001?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4364469423941848001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4364469423941848001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4364469423941848001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4364469423941848001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/02/babique.html' title='babique'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5258/5467239161_cfd22cb6e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7755549216496884058</id><published>2011-02-21T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T02:52:54.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5461737769_ba66beaca6_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="blogggggggg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, sometimes it's so hard to accept the fact that, people around you that talks to you frequently thinks that you are beautiful the way I am, you are going to be fine, you have a crazy hair but they think it's awesome the way it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You couldn't help but just think that... is this real? is this me? Am I really like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my heart, all I could say is, "I'm so sorry but I don't think I am."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of the way I'm thinking, I miss out a lot, couldn't help but just think that I should just let it go and ended up spending days, months and years(?) thinking about it. My confidence is so low, it always make me sink to the bottom of the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate how I think, the way I decide on things.. it really sucks... A LOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, I might appear like this in pictures, talk like this in the virtual world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe you shouldn't expect too much out of me, I don't think I can wear such revealing clothes outside walking around, speak a lot and the list goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm afraid to disappoint people around me. My feelings gotten so mixed up, sometime I don't even know what I am doing/why am I even doing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is, I want things to be perfect and it's too much for me to handle yet I still continue in doing what I am not suppose to do or think. It had already became a habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I go along living in this world, I tell myself, this is the way of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every step I'm taking is a challenge and I should do well and look up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shouldn't expect too much out of me and people but I just hope the walls that I built for years will be broken down into pieces as time goes by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7755549216496884058?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7755549216496884058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7755549216496884058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7755549216496884058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7755549216496884058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5461737769_ba66beaca6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1947169099715971124</id><published>2011-02-20T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T21:51:32.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enstyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mVty0q8S89k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy to be part of enstyle as being one of their community leaders,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be sure to catch more of enstyle when it launch on Facebook, February 21st 2011 at 9:00 AM EST!!!&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/30223428-1947169099715971124?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1947169099715971124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1947169099715971124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1947169099715971124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1947169099715971124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/02/enstyle.html' title='enstyle'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mVty0q8S89k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1916363068711450682</id><published>2011-01-05T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:24:19.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometime I just feel like deleting everything away.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1916363068711450682?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1916363068711450682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1916363068711450682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1916363068711450682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1916363068711450682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometime-i-just-feel-like-deleting.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4155636240207870198</id><published>2010-12-31T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:13:23.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2010</title><content type='html'>It's finally the end of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5308873260_bcdbe802b6_b.jpg" width="711" height="400" alt="P1040218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through many things, lame and stupid, tough and difficult, easy breezy...&lt;br /&gt;And all these made me realize the need to learn about being grateful in life.&lt;br /&gt;Grateful about how healthy I am, doesn't have to worry about basic necessities, wonderful friends around me, safe country(but I still find it dangerous but oh well, other country's safety is worst I guess?), the most important thing is graduating from my secondary school with O level examination taken... which means I don't have to wake up freaking 6am everyday and worry about this and that... TRIPLE YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there are still tons of things I want to begin and I hope life treats me better in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine what will happen when I'm back to school to collect my O level result. Actually, I'm kinda worried that I won't score well HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright, what's done been done.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I just have to work my way through and even harder than the better ones in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been trying to edit my template but it seems that I kept getting error and it couldn't preview anything at all for a VERY long time....&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there's no solution at all(I've tried googling) and there's nothing I can do... UNLESS.. I change my skin to the latest 'version'... right.. why am I saying this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my main point is... I might be moving to another blogging host~ viola~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanting to blog but I just hate how I'm unable to edit this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;Bla, I've all the time I want on the Jan 2011 to sort this out anywayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2011 will be a good one for you and me and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Be healthy and remember even if you've the whole world's money but you don't have health, what's the point? Can money heal your health? Maybe but not totally.&lt;br /&gt;Stay pretty and handsome but what's the point if you've bad attitude? Plus point? No.&lt;br /&gt;Turn off, yes. Cool? in your eyes, yes. In everyone's eyes, no.&lt;br /&gt;I'm babbling nonsense again. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbaii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4155636240207870198?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4155636240207870198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4155636240207870198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4155636240207870198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4155636240207870198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-2010.html' title='End of 2010'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5308873260_bcdbe802b6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1604854207830182655</id><published>2010-11-29T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:08:27.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the event of MAMA awards and I ran to S's house to watch it 'live' on TV. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YG FAMILY FTW!!!! My love for 2PM will still always be there~~~ HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today...&lt;/div&gt;I was bored at home so I joined S and C(tall monsters) going out together since they had something on and they don't mind me tagging along.&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4803569732_506b846613_t.jpg" width="19" height="15" alt="hamu09" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5088/5218081340_c575279859_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1040137" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, I already short enough... take picture I still have to bend down........ I become 1cm already laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5217492629_a744e14a7d_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1040138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're smart, you can figure out what kind of place is that.&lt;br /&gt;If you're dumb, then too bad, you don't have the potential to. LOL JOKING. Chill yaw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just nice I wanna shop around Bugis like since forever but didn't had the time to... plus going there alone is like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally found the awesome ring I had been finding for!!!!! Muahahahahahaha &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4802939719_674b9bb8b5_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="laughing" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so awesome you're gonna faint!!!!! Another joke, yea yea not funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway~ I'm gonna head down to Malacca with my family and relatives for just... ONE day. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds abit pointless but at least it's better for me than to rot at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so.... this is the end of this post. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate people rubbing in into my past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've nothing to hide but when it's gone, it's really gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need people to remind me of what had happen before, I can clearly remember it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not perfect, human make bad decisions sometime.. maybe that time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just wasn't my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1604854207830182655?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1604854207830182655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1604854207830182655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1604854207830182655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1604854207830182655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/11/ciel.html' title='Ciel'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4803569732_506b846613_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7491506145083566284</id><published>2010-11-25T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:31:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5206383248_50298effb6_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="blog" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did anybody miss me? &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4802939719_674b9bb8b5_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="laughing" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, that is just a joke. Teeeeehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'O' level was finally over like few weeks ago I think, can't remember, HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why remember when it's already over? LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I've all the free time to myself to do whatever shit I want!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, many things that I wanna do require money... right.. &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; requires money anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't updating my blog regularly because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) I've no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) I see books everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) I still see books 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Who would want to read about me reading books everyday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RIGHT.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's quite tiring to stay up through the night struggling with the thoughts of giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeppp, I asked for it HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who ask me not to study since the beginning of the year right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm perfectly fine with how I work and know who I should blame(myself haha) for the outcome of my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully I can manage to score at a maximum of 19 points.... hmmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aiya, I don't know la!!!&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4802939791_3530735918_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="cry-1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4802939659_a0ae80db9e_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="happy" /&gt;Happy go lucky besttttttttttt~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things had been happening around me for the past few months but I'm still able to manage it well and I'm doing perfectly fine right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy with what I've got, friends, family, sadly no pet.... awwwwwwwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had been wanting a pet dog and all my siblings are putting in good words for having a dog but my mom keep on disagreeing because supporting the four of us is already enough. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gotten my usual job @ Mango during the Dec holiday(sales).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rotting at home either reading up on Fashion books hoping to gain more knowledge for future uses, watching english shows, reading manga and many lame stuffs haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, I've been saving up since I worked somewhere earlier in this year until I've got enough to spend quite a bit for purchasing my clothing/stuffs and hanging out with muaiz friends during the holidays!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's really important for me to know how to spend my money and spending on things that are worthy for my every penny... you wouldn't want to know how much I get for my monthly allowance. Haha.. TRUST ME!!!! &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4803569508_f5e59ed625_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="tounge" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's alright, I'm getting the hang of it and everything crazy going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been quite a while since I posted something, I'm not sure what I should blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(lost touch of blogging haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry!!! I will think of something!!!! &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4803569614_8f5ae02b15_t.jpg" width="41" height="27" alt="phew" /&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7491506145083566284?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7491506145083566284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7491506145083566284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7491506145083566284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7491506145083566284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back~'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5206383248_50298effb6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6745185147819713460</id><published>2010-10-02T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:00:43.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope but everything leaves me hanging in the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/5044385684_f0ffc24bdf.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1010979" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope? What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6745185147819713460?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6745185147819713460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6745185147819713460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6745185147819713460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6745185147819713460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hope-but-everything-leaves-me-hanging.html' title='I hope but everything leaves me hanging in the end.'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/5044385684_f0ffc24bdf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2672002609701190816</id><published>2010-08-15T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T21:57:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When numb finds me, I'm numb forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is always there. You are not my medicine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2672002609701190816?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2672002609701190816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2672002609701190816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2672002609701190816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2672002609701190816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-numb-finds-me-im-numb-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5433743443006511510</id><published>2010-07-30T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:54:21.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>editing in prog~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5433743443006511510?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5433743443006511510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3227225091753249054</id><published>2010-07-28T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:25:58.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/4837436468_6a6108918e.jpg" width="370" height="237" alt="Untitled-1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm here for you, always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3227225091753249054?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3227225091753249054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2273262032473876637</id><published>2010-07-26T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:21:07.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 17th birthday to Sharon Hoo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My pictures know how to talk ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830226781/" title="P1020248 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4830226781_8aceb5f789_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830227045/" title="P1020251 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4830227045_51b6aaf3c4_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830227399/" title="P1020256 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4830227399_6709d49be0_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830227823/" title="P1020260 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/4830227823_5c09460abf_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830228243/" title="P1020263 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4830228243_449859a27a_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830840536/" title="P1020267 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4830840536_3d83c09077_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830229067/" title="P1020277 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4830229067_a399c4a4a2_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830230405/" title="P1020279 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4830230405_ede617606a_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav pic :D but sad Joey and Karhui not inside :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830838040/" title="P1020281 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4830838040_d2ac643725_b.jpg" width="500" height="889" alt="P1020281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830230859/" title="P1020282 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4830230859_2a2e5dbd70_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830843308/" title="P1020289 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4830843308_d07f4222b6_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot guys in the plane. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830231341/" title="P1020294 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4830231341_01e29cf62e_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ell0x clare~ less than three HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830843640/" title="P1020301 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4830843640_69f58963f9_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday galx sh0 happy ah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830231919/" title="P1020306 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4830231919_c1b7fcfe88_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you need a super PROFESSIONAL photographer... you may hire her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830232237/" title="P1020311 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4830232237_b8cf1286d4_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830232641/" title="P1020325 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4830232641_2739d350fe_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830232955/" title="P1020329 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4830232955_5c1636ee76_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020329" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 2nd fav pic(like real), LOL!!!!!! but its... AWESOME!!!! HAHAHAHA :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830233167/" title="P1020340 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4830233167_9b5d74258a_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830845556/" title="P1020352 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4830845556_713c69d180_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020352" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830233777/" title="P1020364 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4830233777_75ec8afdfb_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020364" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830233977/" title="P1020366 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4830233977_1c17d2e0b4_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Story mode: pic 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830234573/" title="P1020396 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4830234573_4d9ec12f36_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020396" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830234721/" title="P1020397 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4830234721_05855810dc_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830234969/" title="P1020398 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4116/4830234969_06edd07d4a_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830847134/" title="P1020399 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4830847134_81da539352_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020399" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic 5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830235443/" title="P1020400 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4140/4830235443_528b980da2_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pic 6: end of story. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, go figure it out what's the story about HAHAHAHA. Dam retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830235589/" title="P1020402 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4830235589_1dae2eed89_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner!!!! Sibei shiok (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830847880/" title="P1020414 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4830847880_e3da2b04fd_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020414" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830236289/" title="P1020416 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4830236289_edb8ce3e71_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830848636/" title="P1020418 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ping-komizu/4830848636/" title="P1020418 by Komizu, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4830848636_eb7ceef44a_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I end, I wish Sharon Hoo a happeh birthday and do well for exam(like she always does, LOL) stay healthy and stop being so skinny like a stick pls!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But aiya, most importantly is to stay happy everyday~ less than three!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2273262032473876637?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2273262032473876637/comments/default' 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url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4830226781_8aceb5f789_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4221794573277666946</id><published>2010-07-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:37:23.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fact is, I am not sure what I am doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4221794573277666946?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4221794573277666946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4221794573277666946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4221794573277666946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4221794573277666946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/07/fact-is-i-am-not-sure-what-i-am-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8724199100684154321</id><published>2010-07-21T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:20:33.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who will be there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8724199100684154321?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8724199100684154321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8724199100684154321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8724199100684154321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8724199100684154321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-will-be-there-scproject3624544.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5540634541774101328</id><published>2010-07-18T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:37:08.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>すし亭</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;私のガールフレンドを愛して!!! &lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4803569486_8e49d4b3a7_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="love" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4802875171_5226d53041_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020164" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4096/4802875525_c5f93db0ac_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020167" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4803505436_a9d12be654_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020169" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4803505608_7da383c41b_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4803505862_ff938287b9_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020175" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4803506086_e9ba62e43a_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020177" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4802876433_09ee354770_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4803506518_0db23a234f_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020181" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4100/4802876831_fc7c782cfb_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020184" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4802877115_06637acd3a_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1020187" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4802877257_afb377c11f_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020188" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;おいしい!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4802877483_eb6d3b1189_b.jpg" width="450" height="800" alt="P1020189" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;彼女の次の時間を治療する！&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4802939719_674b9bb8b5_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="laughing" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4802917547_670cef1d8f_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="fb1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;じゃあまたね!&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4802939659_a0ae80db9e_t.jpg" width="32" height="24" alt="happy" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5540634541774101328?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5540634541774101328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5540634541774101328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5540634541774101328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5540634541774101328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='すし亭'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4803569486_8e49d4b3a7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4786953667147321627</id><published>2010-06-24T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:53:45.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1008/4730459054_5cb88c6a68.jpg" width="500" height="212" alt="1zj4ef" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... what's supppp everybodehhhhh.&lt;div&gt;I've been either working/resting at home/hanging out with muaiz friends for the holiday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework, not even completed, yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4786953667147321627?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4786953667147321627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4786953667147321627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4786953667147321627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4786953667147321627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1008/4730459054_5cb88c6a68_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1947274774134720774</id><published>2010-06-09T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:21:31.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4684450666_caaa4e6012_b.jpg" width="667" height="800" alt="kbox" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1947274774134720774?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1947274774134720774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1947274774134720774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1947274774134720774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1947274774134720774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/kbox.html' title='Kbox'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4684450666_caaa4e6012_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8329139410748206543</id><published>2010-06-07T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:02:31.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKwx006f9Co/TA0IBWjVMxI/AAAAAAAAC68/hSh45ddAIv4/s1600/sob2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKwx006f9Co/TA0IBWjVMxI/AAAAAAAAC68/hSh45ddAIv4/s400/sob2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480045140906423058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure when I'm doing art, I'll miss Mr Jay lim, my art teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's gonna be so weird to be doing art without his guidance in the art room.&lt;br /&gt;"Ehhhhhh, cher, this one can anot?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh wait... he's not teaching in this school anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hate the feeling like, someone you know and always been there have to leave to somewhere else. Well, sort of la, you can understand too right?&lt;br /&gt;I always try to make myself being more able to 'adapt' and 'accept' what's going around me.&lt;br /&gt;I do try and wants to make that sad feelings go away and all I can do to make it go away is by eating... Ya, Sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I'm already halfway giving up shedding some weight off or even maintaining...&lt;br /&gt;It's so difficult to stay this way. Sigh. I want to give up so badly but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything else I can do to make myself feel better? I really don't want to keep going on like this. When I look myself in the mirror, I feel sad for myself for being like this.....&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8329139410748206543?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8329139410748206543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8329139410748206543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8329139410748206543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8329139410748206543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/bye.html' title='Bye'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKwx006f9Co/TA0IBWjVMxI/AAAAAAAAC68/hSh45ddAIv4/s72-c/sob2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6458259403453453254</id><published>2010-06-06T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:19:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4674341655_165a0d4ca4_b.jpg" alt="P101093222" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I just hope that I don't know the feeling of love.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to quote something but apparently the internet is being a ass right now.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to do it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast, it's the 6th of June already.&lt;br /&gt;Half of the year has passed~&lt;br /&gt;Just few more months before my BIG BIG BIG examination.&lt;br /&gt;Working hard towards my future? I'm still figuring it out.&lt;br /&gt;It's so tough to chase what you want in future when it feels like it's never going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's what I'm feeling since long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm unsure, uncertain, lack of confident to do well.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to get my brain cracking and sit down there staring at the books.&lt;br /&gt;And so what if I might get a outstanding results? What if I'll never be a good speaker?&lt;br /&gt;And needing to be good this and that, a piece of certificate, how much can it helps if I'm not good at other things? It do counts too right?&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something huge, happy, worldwide, well known you know, those things that I've passion and like about, but when I think of money, everything lands in the rubbish land.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I would want to earn big income for me and my parents, my future.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to struggle in the future. I want to have a goddamn good life.&lt;br /&gt;But it just feels like, everything is not working out and the reason is because of me.&lt;br /&gt;I do understand about why I should struggle, work extra hard now but the motivation is not working and it feels like it is totally not there and possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;What if I told you, when the day I have met you, I’ve decided that this will be all about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will you be touched? No?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fuck you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope that one day you’ll really go through some hardship and understand that nothing you really need one day will come easy and easy to get. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You think money can own everything? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You think your looks can own everything? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your ego? brags? body? hands? legs? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;FUCK YOU BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this so cool? I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6458259403453453254?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6458259403453453254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6458259403453453254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6458259403453453254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6458259403453453254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometime-i-just-hope-that-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4674341655_165a0d4ca4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1642086706268513058</id><published>2010-06-06T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:51:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bom bom bom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4672393810_005310f964_b.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P10109582" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I suppose to smile like nothing had happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh right, I just remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y-E-S, I am suppose to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, at least I'm trying to make my everyday a happy day for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I feel so terrible right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like, right NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1642086706268513058?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1642086706268513058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1642086706268513058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1642086706268513058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1642086706268513058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/bom-bom-bom.html' title='bom bom bom'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4672393810_005310f964_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-793636150010245721</id><published>2010-06-01T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:01:49.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lika shit. You're a shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-793636150010245721?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/793636150010245721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=793636150010245721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/793636150010245721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/793636150010245721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/06/lika-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6617171536703757280</id><published>2010-05-31T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:32:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have all you want and need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4655558100_7979a81300_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010916" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4654945649_9c075894eb_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010921" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4654949721_7c68c04db7_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4655570600_667c8d8784_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010923" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4654957327_5eff99b8b1_b.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010925" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6617171536703757280?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6617171536703757280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6617171536703757280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6617171536703757280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6617171536703757280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-have-all-you-want-and-need.html' title='You have all you want and need'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4655558100_7979a81300_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8272596045043104487</id><published>2010-05-24T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:31:18.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你说的爱我</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. I’ve learned that no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8272596045043104487?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8272596045043104487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8272596045043104487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8272596045043104487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8272596045043104487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_24.html' title='你说的爱我'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1676680457294131590</id><published>2010-05-23T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:51:17.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4631574787_01e6d80ec4_o.png" width="633" height="425" alt="love" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;“I’ve got a tight grip on reality, but I can’t let go of what’s in front of me.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Study study study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'O' level chinese is coming up like super duper fast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just hope I will study like mad, that's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1676680457294131590?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1676680457294131590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1676680457294131590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1676680457294131590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1676680457294131590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-got-tight-grip-on-reality-but-i.html' title='Ending chapter'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3237511942719513738</id><published>2010-05-22T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:47:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>私の横に滞在</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4628738049_be4da7abe2_o.jpg" width="400" height="704" alt="P1010874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm upset but so what.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on smiling laaaaaaaa because I know there are people that are more sad and unfortunate than me.&lt;br /&gt;We should not take what we have for granted. &lt;div&gt;It's nice to have someone care for us because not everyone that we know will care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's important to realize that the one you love cares for you because one day when it's gone, it's gone forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The problems start when we refuse to let change happen and cling to old habits. But, if we hold on to the past too tight, the future may never come.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do something to make yourself happy. &lt;div&gt;If you're sad, your love will be sad too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're happy, your love will be happy too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your heart feels so painful that it's so hard to get rid of that feeling, go find someone, anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit beside him/her/them. You'll feel better. Because I've tried that and I used to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may not want to talk, but at least you made an effort to make yourself feel better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody might be able to heal your heart but you just have to try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry? Sleep early and tell yourself tomorrow will be a better day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, I want to cry right now. My heart feels so painful suddenly. I don't know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I know why but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I didn't want to be a burden so that might explain why I'm alone most of the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite used to it so I'm fine with it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to.. SMILEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying is ugly, yeaaaa, I really look so ugly when I cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I hope is, life to become much more simpler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3237511942719513738?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3237511942719513738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3237511942719513738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3237511942719513738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3237511942719513738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_22.html' title='私の横に滞在'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6132773464435088506</id><published>2010-05-21T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:23:20.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk la tml I update this space with my face ok?&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6132773464435088506?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6132773464435088506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6132773464435088506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6132773464435088506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6132773464435088506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/kk-la-tml-i-update-this-space-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3779555073807948151</id><published>2010-05-11T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:35:54.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last song</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKwx006f9Co/S-mC33Q7onI/AAAAAAAAC60/brtcjwxNLFQ/s400/22222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470047118657561202" /&gt;Watched movie with Joey today! The last song~&lt;div&gt;Super nice can!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a private screening btw XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very funny plus kinda sad story, you guys should seriously watch manzxzx!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian lei, tomorrow got Art paper, have to sit on the chair for like 3hrs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is so freaking long man, I can get so fed up for sitting so long -_- LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yea, I think I probably flunked most of my subjects again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially MATHS. Like WHATTTTTTTT, it is so D I F F I C U L T -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never want to touch complicating maths ever in my life man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, it feels so nice to be happy. It's like I can smile randomly to anyone I walk pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can smile at kittens because THEY ARE SUPER CUTEEEEEE!!! HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course la, once if sad, everything feels like hell, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I will want my life to be happy as long as possible~ well, everyone does, neh? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, yeah, do things that will make you feel happy!!! &lt;/div&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/30223428-3779555073807948151?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3779555073807948151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3779555073807948151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3779555073807948151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3779555073807948151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-song.html' title='The last song'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rKwx006f9Co/S-mC33Q7onI/AAAAAAAAC60/brtcjwxNLFQ/s72-c/22222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-9058126726360685254</id><published>2010-05-08T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:12:38.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4060/4589393130_1b18d36aaa_o.png" width="944" height="500" alt="forever1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: Loving my new eyeshadows XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much is going on in my life, even if have, I won't blog here leii LMAO.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning midnight oil is super......... tough!!! Only get to sleep for 2hours haha.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I think I did.... BADLY. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, mid year only!!!!!! I will strive better and improve all my subjects man................ &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/30223428-9058126726360685254?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9058126726360685254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=9058126726360685254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/9058126726360685254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/9058126726360685254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6731636458508935531</id><published>2010-05-04T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:07:58.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3bjZ3tpQ8f8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3bjZ3tpQ8f8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2870733372219140412</id><published>2010-05-02T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:30:32.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“The real man is the one who can thrill you just by kissing your forehead.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/belle2731/tumblr_l1kf9mh0Eb1qzwyfio1_500.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, I didn't know this video was being uploaded successfully. @_@&lt;br /&gt;This happened on 26/04/2010 (Clare's birthday ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="600" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/belle2731/P1010629.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2870733372219140412?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2870733372219140412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2870733372219140412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2870733372219140412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2870733372219140412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-man-is-one-who-can-thrill-you-just.html' title='“The real man is the one who can thrill you just by kissing your forehead.”'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3750595541230452488</id><published>2010-05-01T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:14:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron man 2</title><content type='html'>With C, Hehehe ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4568478376_ff9157fa4d_o.jpg" width="542" height="800" alt="iron-man-2-poster" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't ate anything for the whole day................. and I don't know why I became like this :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels like it's getting more serious and serious LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But once my buttock landed at home, I feel sick immediately, so uncomfortable -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall, I'm feeling fine and happy ^_^(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for today~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Webcam-ing with Ling after I got home LOLOLOL. SIBEI FUNNEHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4567842927_8e7555e9dd_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P10106952" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3750595541230452488?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3750595541230452488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3750595541230452488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3750595541230452488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3750595541230452488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2.html' title='Iron man 2'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2312643514711941040</id><published>2010-04-26T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:15:33.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 17th birthday, Clare!!!</title><content type='html'>Had Fish &amp;amp; Co for dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st picture of the day, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/4554284807_2c65a0a278_o.jpg" alt="P1010591" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/4554278251_8878976bc0_o.jpg" alt="P1010593" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera is filled with this 2 heads =.= LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3513/4554278783_967d450054_o.jpg" alt="P1010595" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much better ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/4556835153_ccd54dd14c_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010596" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3646/4554910478_4194fa7eab_o.jpg" alt="P1010600" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ell0x birthday galzxzxzx, we're both 17 orhleidi, others still noob, haven't turn 17. HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/4554910820_1a99f76c01_o.jpg" alt="P1010603" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry la Joey T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4554280025_31220a31f0_o.jpg" alt="P1010606" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/4554911388_16f56d1244_o.jpg" alt="P1010621" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All got their single picture with food only me -_- sad, so I decided to be the cake. LOL. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3326/4554281299_c25e0fb352_o.jpg" alt="combine2" width="759" height="900" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, what I hate most is counting money -_-&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKS MAN, so confusing, LOL. Yeaaa, my maths is so lousy because I'm so lazy to think..&lt;br /&gt;Why should I when the one beside me and others will be helping out HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3402/4554280697_9a32a642c9_o.jpg" alt="P1010632" width="889" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, good night :)&lt;br /&gt;And once again, Happy birthday to clare!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2312643514711941040?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2312643514711941040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2312643514711941040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2312643514711941040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2312643514711941040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-17th-birthday-clare.html' title='Happy 17th birthday, Clare!!!'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5947316861574250134</id><published>2010-04-24T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:07:03.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will update this post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5947316861574250134?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5947316861574250134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5947316861574250134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5947316861574250134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5947316861574250134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-update-this-post-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-581172439856260084</id><published>2010-04-19T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:34:19.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be in love because the power of missing people is so strong, I don't want to suffer about how I'm missing my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2759/4534188459_158a6713b1_o.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010495" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whattttttt, I'm so going to sleep early tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Everything feels so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really worried for my chinese. Rofl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-581172439856260084?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/581172439856260084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=581172439856260084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/581172439856260084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/581172439856260084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-want-to-be-in-love-because-power.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be in love because the power of missing people is so strong, I don&apos;t want to suffer about how I&apos;m missing my love'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7548509854279748984</id><published>2010-04-18T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:02:42.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutter island</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4530378031_25ee1a13fe_o.jpg" width="711" height="400" alt="P1010527" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4531011084_3305fa7cff_o.jpg" width="711" height="400" alt="P1010528" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4531011388_2733eb1693_o.jpg" width="711" height="400" alt="P1010529" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4530379051_ccbca526e2_o.jpg" width="711" height="400" alt="P1010531" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, what happen to my fringe, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch and then watched Shutter island with another 3 *toot*(any words you can think of is accepted LOL)&lt;br /&gt;The movie is goddamn long and I think maybe afterall this is not my type of movie -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't pay for the ticket cause Joey treated me since she got 2 free movie ticket, hiak hiak hiak.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7548509854279748984?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7548509854279748984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3654419031625586229</id><published>2010-04-18T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:12:52.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4528269095_2ec333833c_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010469" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, I'm not sureeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3654419031625586229?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3654419031625586229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3654419031625586229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3654419031625586229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3654419031625586229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohhhh-im-not-sureeee.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-626870947321267959</id><published>2010-04-16T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:08:44.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4526059322_9fbf3ffa0d_o.jpg" width="402" height="720" alt="swimming140410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm, maybe I can really live up to this "lipingPONG" name, rofl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-626870947321267959?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/626870947321267959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=626870947321267959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/626870947321267959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/626870947321267959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-was-what-happened-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5280650796950223456</id><published>2010-04-11T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:18:46.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am a boring person because I don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;But sometime I want to be quiet but I don't want to be a boring person.&lt;br /&gt;So lame, yeaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5280650796950223456?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5280650796950223456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5280650796950223456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5280650796950223456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5280650796950223456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-i-am-boring-person-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7760777789800768754</id><published>2010-04-09T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:43:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A lot of the pain you are experiencing right now is actually fear. Fear of things being different then how you liked them, fear of never finding love again, fear of being alone, fear of having to fill your time differently. We're afraid of the unknown."&lt;br /&gt;I think this is best enough to describe me since maybe starting 3 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;And even now...&lt;div&gt;This feeling is terrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever a movie scene is about a whoever leaving a whoever because of no choice/have to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cry like a baby, can't stop.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I know how it feels like. I really do... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's just a movie anyway, rofllll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I've to go to school on Sat for CIP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me a break man!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who wants to knock people's door at 8am to 12noon and talks about how to save the earth by saving electricity thru PC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who will also want their house door to be knocked at like early in the morning =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;/div&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/30223428-7760777789800768754?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7760777789800768754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7760777789800768754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7760777789800768754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7760777789800768754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/lot-of-pain-you-are-experiencing-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-204745919504987405</id><published>2010-04-08T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:25:01.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4502272073_fc3bfcc4c5_o.jpg" width="400" height="711" alt="P10103512" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I rebond my hair? Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-204745919504987405?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/204745919504987405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=204745919504987405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/204745919504987405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/204745919504987405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/should-i-rebond-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5960930084977909228</id><published>2010-04-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:07:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wake up at 6am everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I reach home at 5pm+(AVG) everyday, except for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to rush this rush that, do this do that...&lt;br /&gt;Tiringgggggg :( and the days pass so fast everyday...&lt;br /&gt;It feels like time is not enough for me to rest and study and of course, SLEEP!!!&lt;br /&gt;But it will be good if everytime pass so fast and I ended up with a good result.&lt;br /&gt;If not, everything is just so, wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5960930084977909228?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5960930084977909228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5960930084977909228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5960930084977909228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5960930084977909228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-wake-up-at-6am-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3590169013607909495</id><published>2010-04-04T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:14:29.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4488311937_465d752f0f_o.jpg" width="460" height="690" alt="60701_in_dl" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2762/4488961172_1f8705bee0_o.jpg" width="460" height="690" alt="60701_bk_dl" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2783/4488961158_eae05991e2_o.jpg" width="460" height="690" alt="60701_fr_dl" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call, heaven~&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I didn't own this pair of heels -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well maybe, when I'm working as a adult. Rofl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3590169013607909495?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3590169013607909495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3590169013607909495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3590169013607909495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3590169013607909495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-what-i-call-heaven-of-course-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4709471431135034010</id><published>2010-04-03T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:47:34.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4486736248_c575c43ae8_o.jpg" width="742" height="600" alt="jkimi_ni_todoke_v10c40_p001c_lk" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I need to stop reading all these manga..&lt;br /&gt;It's making me dreamy~ and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Being realistic is very important for now. SUPER DUPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boring Saturday and tomorrow is going to be the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so lifeless and fat sitting in front of the comp everyday. Blah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4709471431135034010?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4709471431135034010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4709471431135034010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4709471431135034010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4709471431135034010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-god-i-need-to-stop-reading-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5347393803212394062</id><published>2010-04-02T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:04:01.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I tried to cling on you but you let go of me, are you giving up or is it me the one doing it?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4484268460_4cf0f42d79_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kon is my boyfriend. LOL. orhrite, lame, I n0e~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today went Sentosa with family, Lame eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk passed Universal studios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From what I see from the board, only 2 rides is operating? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why people still go in sia... confirm $$ too much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2776/4483619947_9bb2cd6543_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010417" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, I look so, weird plus ugly plus fat plus short. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4483620679_6368336161_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010421" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your good friends here is waiting for you to buy them. LOL, they're your cheerful toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4484268824_ab70327d85_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010411" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wear black contact lens also fail. Can still see my eyes are brown brown when using flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4483624165_b0c46c5a29_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P10103842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5347393803212394062?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5347393803212394062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5347393803212394062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5347393803212394062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5347393803212394062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-tried-to-cling-on-you-but-you-let-go.html' title='&quot;I tried to cling on you but you let go of me, are you giving up or is it me the one doing it?&quot;'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-8161026755638324552</id><published>2010-04-01T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:33:36.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom night 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2744/4481946270_5f6906c2b1_o.jpg" width="800" height="600" alt="P1040048" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm, even till today, whenever I think about last year prom night, I still couldn't believe I wore such a 'exaggerating' dress for that event.&lt;div&gt;Troublesome? Yes, draggy LONG dress but not quite since this is something I wanted to try wearing for one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sort of my dream to wear something like this to a 'prestigious' event but urgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the only one that wore until like this. Yeaaaa, I'm serious!!!! Not april fool :( LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why nobody else wore like me!!! I think it's like a fairy tale or something HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's my mindset, watched too much cartoons and dramas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even tried 'princess' dress before, you know all kind of plasticy white thingy you need to wear underneath to support your dress and then you wear the dress?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, those, LOL. It was like, COOOOOOLLLLLLLLLL but mum strongly rejected the dress. HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, I'm not so princessy la! Like prom night lei hello, not REAL ballroom event. Not my type of dress also! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmmm... if this year I'm turning up for prom night, I'll wear something more better and convenient and nicer that is more suitable for me and my preferred 'style'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiak hiak hiakkkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lame eh, now only what, April. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayyyyy, phototaking with my boyfriend tml ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very curious who is muaiz boyfriend right..... LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't be mad after looking at the picture when I finally update my blog like probably in the late afternoon/night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-8161026755638324552?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8161026755638324552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=8161026755638324552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8161026755638324552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/8161026755638324552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/prom-night-2009.html' title='Prom night 2009'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1222887979921753946</id><published>2010-03-30T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:43:47.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People who love to accuse me sucks big time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1222887979921753946?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1222887979921753946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1222887979921753946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1222887979921753946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1222887979921753946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-817768795250547798</id><published>2010-03-28T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:06:30.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People only see what they are prepared to see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4468648929_f8cde7c05f_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P101026622" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating this piece of dress but it deserve to be wore once and being snapped.&lt;div&gt;I bought it because I only like the prints and the design that's at the back. Ribbon + lace. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends is a nice time for me to rest but it's too boring already!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;I feel so no life everyday... plus I'll be having remedials like everyday except for Friday only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG MAN, I want to bang wall already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of school is making me going crazy. zzzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment ___ talks, it's like some sort of sleepy poison get into me -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random: Peeky must JYJY!!! &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/30223428-817768795250547798?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/817768795250547798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=817768795250547798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/817768795250547798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/817768795250547798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-only-see-what-they-are-prepared.html' title='People only see what they are prepared to see.'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6754208852946721380</id><published>2010-03-27T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:16:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ホッタラケの島　～遥と魔法の鏡～</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4467215876_b542f877ec_o.jpg" width="352" height="500" alt="hottarake-no-shima-haruka-to-mahou-no-kagami-b0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2775/4467216066_a57cf0b0c5_o.jpg" width="400" height="288" alt="oblivion-island" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched this just now with my 2 mei mei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Japanese's version of Alice in wonderland. Lmao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sh0 cool nehzxzxzxzx but the story is totally different but yea, you get the idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian, today went back to school for some talk then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep thinking today is Friday cause I wore uniform T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday... wasted just like this~~~ noooo T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow.. everything is crashing together on me. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6754208852946721380?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6754208852946721380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6754208852946721380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6754208852946721380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6754208852946721380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_27.html' title='ホッタラケの島　～遥と魔法の鏡～'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-3351385502612501528</id><published>2010-03-26T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:13:52.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ハウルの動く城</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4464544516_c7ff5cb5b7_o.jpg" width="400" height="575" alt="japanb_full" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4463768699_e9a37eb05c_o.jpg" width="740" height="400" alt="howls" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4464544796_13fb9de054_o.jpg" width="740" height="400" alt="user1712_1160313210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4463767843_aac3097688_o.jpg" width="432" height="288" alt="46617_bb" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4463768077_d8f863f52d_o.jpg" width="895" height="600" alt="Untitled-4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese animated fantasy film is always my fav.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-3351385502612501528?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3351385502612501528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=3351385502612501528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3351385502612501528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/3351385502612501528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_26.html' title='ハウルの動く城'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1820004215668588012</id><published>2010-03-25T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:03:55.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>もし私たちは二度と会う</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2773/4461884245_03abdf718b_o.jpg" width="500" height="227" alt="14jx47q" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, I give up. All this were never my thing. It's just too difficult for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bleh bleh blehhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1820004215668588012?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1820004215668588012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1820004215668588012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1820004215668588012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1820004215668588012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_25.html' title='もし私たちは二度と会う'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2328012909107943343</id><published>2010-03-24T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:53:58.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you running in circles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4459347671_40fb263756_o.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P1010198" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write a composition about Greed.&lt;br /&gt;And my mind is blank..... Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I think the compositions I write are full of craps and it came out abit too dramatic. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really bother to re-read it to check because I'll feel abit embarrassed by what I wrote LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhhh, Imma sinful person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I failed practically like maybe 4 or 5 subjects out of 6, I think I failed 5 though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, time for me to start doing my homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got tons of it mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just happen to see this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2771/4460163970_fcaa6baf4b_o.jpg" width="526" height="397" alt="tumblr_kzquzvkd7Q1qanlfzo1_1280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!!!!!!!! MAKE ME LAUGH LIKE MAD WHEN I READ "ANOTHER SLICE OF CHEESECAKE" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Babe, we're the same (Y) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-2328012909107943343?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2328012909107943343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2328012909107943343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2328012909107943343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2328012909107943343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/are-you-running-in-circles.html' title='Are you running in circles?'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-258063965099588481</id><published>2010-03-23T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:50:48.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4456717547_2723d189bd_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="2htyrweqwe" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish whenever I run, the route will never have a end.&lt;br /&gt;So I wouldn't have to stop and think back again.&lt;div&gt;But I ask myself, what's there for me think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-258063965099588481?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/258063965099588481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=258063965099588481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/258063965099588481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/258063965099588481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/confusing.html' title='Confusing'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-5620145038780362903</id><published>2010-03-21T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:28:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4450873174_37a22565a3_o.jpg" width="800" height="450" alt="P10102582" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snipped my hair 2 times without 2nd thoughts and not measuring/estimating properly and it became like this.&lt;br /&gt;So stop saying me wanting to be like SNSD or whoever your mind has right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've no intention of becoming blablabla and my only goal was to have a SHORT FRINGE but not BANGS.&lt;div&gt;And what I can do is, LIVE WITH IT and wait for my pathetic fringe to grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-5620145038780362903?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5620145038780362903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=5620145038780362903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5620145038780362903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/5620145038780362903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-snipped-my-hair-2-times-without-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-1275248344800169667</id><published>2010-03-20T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:12:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4447096683_50a5200de4_o.jpg" width="450" height="779" alt="nmhnw3" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very nice piece of dress!!! I like~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stunnnnnningggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-1275248344800169667?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1275248344800169667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=1275248344800169667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1275248344800169667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/1275248344800169667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-nice-piece-of-dress-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-4278540717191528216</id><published>2010-03-19T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:49:02.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4445704626_dae8b14f9a_o.jpg" width="400" height="711" alt="P10101182" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SI BEI ANGRY PLUS SAD PLUS PLUS PLUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-4278540717191528216?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4278540717191528216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=4278540717191528216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4278540717191528216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/4278540717191528216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/si-bei-angry-plus-sad-plus-plus-plus-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-344431134148057927</id><published>2010-03-17T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:23:48.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I want to start believing and have trust in forever, love, people, &lt;br /&gt;It seems so difficult to do so..... &lt;br /&gt;I want to stop all my negative thinking but it is so hard!!! &lt;br /&gt;Living like this is seriously giving myself and some people in my life problems...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... What should I do? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I'm a mind reader, it might be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-344431134148057927?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/344431134148057927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=344431134148057927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/344431134148057927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/344431134148057927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-want-to-start-believing-and-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-6885362289044054073</id><published>2010-03-16T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:38:05.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4437591669_4100b11dc8_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010087" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2770/4438368016_b9cfc186bd_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010088" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4437592221_01c735e4b6_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4438368444_fb7b8a80ee_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010093" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2738/4438368732_434959d4d0_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010094" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4438368978_e65c6af804_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010095" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4437593241_35e94a541f_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="P1010097" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian, why sometime I look like shit uhhh uh uh uh uhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my right eye!!!!! Why my face so round and chubbyyyyyy!!!&lt;div&gt;Why my hair liddat?!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, all I know is I very tired and I keep drinking water like no tomorrow =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swimming - cycling - eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-6885362289044054073?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6885362289044054073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=6885362289044054073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6885362289044054073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/6885362289044054073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/sian-why-sometime-i-look-like-shit-uhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7700464459100561165</id><published>2010-03-15T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:44:57.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swimming + BBQ on Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7700464459100561165?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7700464459100561165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7700464459100561165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7700464459100561165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7700464459100561165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/swimming-bbq-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7988874569844127476</id><published>2010-03-14T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T18:46:34.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4431084475_010385ffe5_o.jpg" width="471" height="693" alt="mika1" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say hi to my new boyfriend, hiak hiak hiak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7988874569844127476?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7988874569844127476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7988874569844127476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7988874569844127476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7988874569844127476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/say-hi-to-my-new-boyfriend-hiak-hiak.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-2441887758239110290</id><published>2010-03-14T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:39:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;IM SUPER MAD WITH MYSELF RIGHT NOW :( SO SAD ALSO!!!! &lt;div&gt;WHY DID I NOT CHECK WHETHER I'VE REALLY REALLY INSERT MY MEMORY CARD INTO MY CAM ALREADY ANOT!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHYYYY :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I suppose almost everyone went to E-entertainment awards just because of Shinee. Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All siao zhar bo and ta por screaming and shouting like mad, and obviously everyone stand as tall as they can so they can take pictures/watch their performance =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried my best to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4429876334_45a44a1fae_o.jpg" width="667" height="500" alt="P1010018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2783/4429876126_2aa28af54b_o.jpg" width="667" height="500" alt="P1010031" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4429111669_5230fc0743_o.jpg" width="667" height="500" alt="P1010037" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4429111865_75b8c5e8e0_o.jpg" width="667" height="500" alt="P1010041" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4429110965_c43034a464_o.jpg" width="667" height="500" alt="P1010044" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ended with Ring ding dong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH MAN, I WANT TO KILL MYSELF SO BADLY ON THE SPOT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW CAN I FORGET?!&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/30223428-2441887758239110290?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2441887758239110290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=2441887758239110290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2441887758239110290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/2441887758239110290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7032109518830058459</id><published>2010-03-13T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T01:15:49.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>あなたを愛している</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4426826003_c857ab0c44_o.jpg" width="889" height="500" alt="Miss you" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not skinny. Well, at least I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;But it will work the best when my love probably dump me away...&lt;br /&gt;I can lose 3kg right away in less than 1 month. Yeaaa!!!! &lt;div&gt;But right now, nobody can dump me, HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neh neh ni poo poo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care and have fun in Japan alright!! o(^。^)o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30223428-7032109518830058459?l=the-ping-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7032109518830058459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30223428&amp;postID=7032109518830058459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7032109518830058459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30223428/posts/default/7032109518830058459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ping-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-im-not-skinny.html' title='あなたを愛している'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03142004904756301196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2fTC7LlJdM/TnsgEKLVT3I/AAAAAAAAC84/GoMFvPnHwdc/s220/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30223428.post-7765442226589475277</id><published>2010-03-12T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:11:07.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If our love is a fairy tale</title><content type='html'>Bring camera, bring extra battery, everything also bring...&lt;br /&gt;But forget to bring camera's memory card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate phailed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy all the drawing blocks are back instock mannnn!!!&lt;div&gt;So worried I won't be able to purchase the kind of drawing block I wanted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to seriously chiong my art to.. hmmmm 3 or 4 boards straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yay, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PTM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;What a interesting thing I will be looking forward to. NOT, urghhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be so so so so so so so SUPER DEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't do well for my common test because I just don't feel like studying for it right at that moment of time -_-...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, of course I will start working on my subjects laaaaa like... soon, idk when. ROFL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will then correct riao la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sian laaaa, thinking about it already can make me die =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet I won't be having free and peaceful time after my doomday falls on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris.... all are skinny people. 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