<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:47:02.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for you</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-8941297099342254090</id><published>2011-10-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:17:15.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 7</title><content type='html'>I saw a post; it seems like a reflection of myself. it seems like what I've been doing for a 2 years and it seems like that person that I am. Everything looks so similar. I am not sure if you're feeling the same but if you're, from the bottom of my heart, please let me know ASAP. I do not see the point in long term unhappiness. If there is a problem, bring it up and solve it. Letting it drag on and will only have snowball effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-8941297099342254090?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/8941297099342254090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=8941297099342254090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/8941297099342254090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/8941297099342254090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/10/entry-6_10.html' title='Entry 7'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-5565746411301072167</id><published>2011-10-06T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:21:55.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32-EE63jIGM/To22fXGJNoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T0K9s9z_irA/s1600/2011-10-06%2B16.34.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32-EE63jIGM/To22fXGJNoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T0K9s9z_irA/s200/2011-10-06%2B16.34.59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes, why you do silly things I just want to hug you tight and don't want to let go. But every time i want to do that, you'll always push me away. I guess you're either not used to it or the weather is too hot. Sometimes, I just want to hug you, hold you &amp; your face without doing much. No need to have dinner together, no need to walk around, no need to watch a movie. Just you and me. No need to say anything.I do not know how to love you more. All I can do now is to make you smile and laugh whenever you're with me. I am not a person who can give you whatever you want, bring to places that will fascinate you, or bring surprises on every surprise occasions. I always want you to enjoy yourself and don't feel the stress that you're having in daily life when you're with me. This is all I can do. I am just another normal who wants to love another girl and be loved in return but things don't work that way. Everyone has different way of loving. Loving someone should be selfish but this kind of selfishness should never cause your partner any trouble. Then, that's not love anymore, I guess. Hope you can do well in your studies and reach your dream. I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-5565746411301072167?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/5565746411301072167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=5565746411301072167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/5565746411301072167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/5565746411301072167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/10/entry-6.html' title='Entry 6'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32-EE63jIGM/To22fXGJNoI/AAAAAAAAAKo/T0K9s9z_irA/s72-c/2011-10-06%2B16.34.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-698091475298898907</id><published>2011-07-08T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T18:05:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 5</title><content type='html'>我真的搞不懂你在想什么。你所做的一切让我感到不安，觉得你有我搞不懂的一面。我在想我这么做是笨还是执著。&lt;br /&gt;我想问你的问题，我也不能给你你和我所要的答案。有时真的好烦。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-698091475298898907?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/698091475298898907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=698091475298898907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/698091475298898907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/698091475298898907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='Entry 5'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-4670497139650880307</id><published>2011-07-05T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T14:12:36.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 4</title><content type='html'>People talking about ORD mood.. although it's less than 4 months before i ORD, i don't feel that at all. i'm still doing all the shit and the whole place it's as if i'm the only one alive.. you don't do your work, you get scolded.. you do your work you also get scolded.. god damn it.. i respect what you're wearing not who is wearing it.. really sick and tired of all this kind of shit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-4670497139650880307?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/4670497139650880307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=4670497139650880307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/4670497139650880307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/4670497139650880307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/07/entry-4.html' title='Entry 4'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-4013008714742291048</id><published>2011-06-11T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T19:56:45.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 3</title><content type='html'>这几天又让感觉好像历史重演.有点害怕.有点心理准备.还是我想太多了?如果真的历史重演的话我该怎么办?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-4013008714742291048?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/4013008714742291048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=4013008714742291048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/4013008714742291048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/4013008714742291048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/06/entry-3.html' title='Entry 3'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-5731959613945249190</id><published>2011-05-29T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:39:08.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 2</title><content type='html'>Put in so much effort hoping that I can drive one day but it doesn't seem like the case. In another word, I wouldn't be able to drive until I have my own car. So if I have the license card now, it's just for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason because I'm new? I really think that it's bullshit. who's never new to something? who can you be 'old bird' if you don't try and get more experience. 'Wait till you get more experience'. ya right.. i'll drive with paper cars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-5731959613945249190?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/5731959613945249190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=5731959613945249190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/5731959613945249190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/5731959613945249190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/05/entry-2.html' title='Entry 2'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6240480714774648758.post-6170234916662836232</id><published>2011-05-02T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:19:15.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entry 1</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time seen I write anything here.. There are so many things I want to say, so much angry I want to vent, so many thing I want to do but.. I can't say, I can't do and I do not know how to take my first step out. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I do not know what I want. Even if I know what I want, I do not know where to start. Even I know where to start, I just can't it in. So many things changed just in 2 years.. Life change a lot in 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6240480714774648758-6170234916662836232?l=finalcomplication.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/feeds/6170234916662836232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6240480714774648758&amp;postID=6170234916662836232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/6170234916662836232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6240480714774648758/posts/default/6170234916662836232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalcomplication.blogspot.com/2011/05/entry-1.html' title='Entry 1'/><author><name>Neo Wei Kok, Steve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15993838933563964624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
