<?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-6888459357286976465</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:16:15.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LIfE</title><subtitle type='html'>A moment of time in words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8H-YyUcfUls/TrgAJWWqyJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cwhAy3Q8hWg/s1600/P1010194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8H-YyUcfUls/TrgAJWWqyJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cwhAy3Q8hWg/s320/P1010194.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I saunter along this narrow road,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were looking into the deep blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gaze upon the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;Dark-rain&amp;nbsp;clouds began to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in awe at the sight,&lt;br /&gt;As the thunderclouds struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears of the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Came flushing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scramble and scatter,&lt;br /&gt;On these fallen leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood there,&lt;br /&gt;Shuddering in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly as the thunder&amp;nbsp;strikes,&lt;br /&gt;My ears began to hear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes began to see,&lt;br /&gt;The flashes of light across the dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running towards the light,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far can I go?&lt;br /&gt;How much can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is here,&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the Light,&lt;br /&gt;There is no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I cross the finishing line,&lt;br /&gt;It will always be this Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I listen to the whispers of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;With so much joy bubbling within my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-4045057525401264748?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4045057525401264748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8H-YyUcfUls/TrgAJWWqyJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cwhAy3Q8hWg/s72-c/P1010194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8746520058662052482</id><published>2011-09-13T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:13:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" A Day To Remember"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fs2QOCRcK4A/Tm5FI1AibeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/e5hctxBl9bo/s1600/P1010035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fs2QOCRcK4A/Tm5FI1AibeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/e5hctxBl9bo/s320/P1010035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I woke up with the morning sun,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear birds singing in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senses awaken,&lt;br /&gt;As the light shines through the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took each breath,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the Hope filling my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart must be strong,&lt;br /&gt;As the battle must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the light shines through the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;I saw the joy, and I felt the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day for Victory,&lt;br /&gt;A day of Remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat beside the window pane,&lt;br /&gt;There was a whisper in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day to remember,&lt;br /&gt;On thirteen&amp;nbsp;September.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8746520058662052482?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8746520058662052482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fs2QOCRcK4A/Tm5FI1AibeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/e5hctxBl9bo/s72-c/P1010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-3924793203964612094</id><published>2011-09-05T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:20:13.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" A day without a Night "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hS2k8kPr21Q/TmOkFkLYOUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a8V1nUPWS6w/s1600/P1010787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hS2k8kPr21Q/TmOkFkLYOUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a8V1nUPWS6w/s320/P1010787.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window pane,&lt;br /&gt;staring towards the glaring sun.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the light shining through the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn of a new day,&lt;br /&gt;An array of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of perils,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only one can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest nights, the raging storm.&lt;/div&gt;I wonder how am I standing here,&lt;br /&gt;After all I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every step I take,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for every decision I make.&lt;br /&gt;It takes me closer,&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be bold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have failed a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can spend a lifetime running,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how long can you run?&lt;br /&gt;Face your battles today,&lt;br /&gt;And fight for&amp;nbsp;tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every rise of the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For every choice I make.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on,&lt;br /&gt;With the last thread of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see that sight,&lt;br /&gt;A day without a night.&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/6888459357286976465-3924793203964612094?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3924793203964612094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=3924793203964612094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/3924793203964612094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/3924793203964612094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBIc7pLm0Sw/Td5hp5udTrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DnzsIex7wjE/s1600/P1020081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBIc7pLm0Sw/Td5hp5udTrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DnzsIex7wjE/s320/P1020081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been running&amp;nbsp;against&amp;nbsp;the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And I've been through life's raging sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I once was young,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I am older now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I close my eyes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And hear the whispers of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see tears rolling down my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And into my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saunter along this pavement,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With a petty pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can see the road ahead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As clear as daylight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been showed the way, the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time and time again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still fall by the wayside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How ungrateful have I been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will not dwell in self-pity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nor the condemnation of my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I pick up myself up from falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And run with the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is a place that is nearing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Over the next hill and&amp;nbsp;through the&amp;nbsp;mountains,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is no turning back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I burn my bridges of my past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Hold on, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;With all my strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its not how you start the race,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its how you end the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6888459357286976465-4698492733357573806?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4698492733357573806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=4698492733357573806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4698492733357573806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4698492733357573806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2011/05/burn-bridges.html' title='Burn the bridges'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBIc7pLm0Sw/Td5hp5udTrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DnzsIex7wjE/s72-c/P1020081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5974047885120236008</id><published>2011-04-30T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T12:34:12.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Anchor Holds"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qhN6NT32XM/TbuQSUgzBkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wFrYr1uCUdQ/s1600/17122010547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qhN6NT32XM/TbuQSUgzBkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wFrYr1uCUdQ/s320/17122010547.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are like a ship sailing out,&lt;div&gt;On a trip so rough and long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many started the race,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many will finish the race?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is running out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Across the raging seas, and the bitter storms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have fallen on my knees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And still the anchor holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even in the darkness of the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was always a candle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;showing the way, showing the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a timeless time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the truth, and I found the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I must fight&amp;nbsp;iniquities, without&amp;nbsp;hesitation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In times of darkness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;look into the flickering light of an upheld candle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there I found my comfort, my shelter and my warmth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You&amp;nbsp;didn't thought me to fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that I can lose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You thought me to fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I can win.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose to stand,and&amp;nbsp;I know that I'm a nobody,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please keep me safe towards the end of time.&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;&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/6888459357286976465-5974047885120236008?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5974047885120236008/comments/default' title='Post 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class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I CHOOSE TO STAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As the days go by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder when to say bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder in the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all my might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long a road,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a time so short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must make a stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I must fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it a thousand years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a thousand nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only if I have a stronger heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And only if I have a renewed mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only if all my only ifs are true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life may be full of precariousness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have the inimitable truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth that strikes fear out of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People can say many things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can give a thousand why's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justifying their actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our reasoning can not be used to justify our actions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only the truth matters most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the truth take its rightful place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let it be a prerequisite in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that I will walk in the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let the light show me the way.&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TL7YnnZWldI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/w2c40AOYQ0I/s320/P1010031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Time Passes By,&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From day to day,&lt;br /&gt;Months to months,&lt;br /&gt;And Years to years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived another day,&lt;br /&gt;To fight for tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the battle cry,&lt;br /&gt;And I reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight,&lt;br /&gt;In the minutes of the day,&lt;br /&gt;and in the hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as forever,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing us for sure,&lt;br /&gt;I must fight and take what is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the strength to&amp;nbsp;go on,&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;the resilience in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not lay down here,&lt;br /&gt;While my enemies are at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must hang on, &lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the thread of hope,&lt;br /&gt;With all my strength and with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it takes my last breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2552710449853984417?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2552710449853984417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2552710449853984417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-4765094858688874335</id><published>2010-08-05T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T08:25:10.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I walk by the River side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TFuwPLVznBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/b6sMp6AbgRc/s1600/DSC01098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TFuwPLVznBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/b6sMp6AbgRc/s320/DSC01098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each step I took,&lt;br /&gt;Sauntering along the river bank, with a petty pace.&lt;br /&gt;I could hear whisper of the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Telling the world Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of waters,&lt;br /&gt;Gushing, and running the never ending race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river never sleeps,&lt;br /&gt;And so is the tenacity within me to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flame inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Is burning with a&amp;nbsp;flaming light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race of time,&lt;br /&gt;Is at the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stone throw's away,&lt;br /&gt;From everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more mountain,&lt;br /&gt;And over the next hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worthy, and will never be.&lt;br /&gt;For the truth You have given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my grateful&amp;nbsp;heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-4765094858688874335?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TFuwPLVznBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/b6sMp6AbgRc/s72-c/DSC01098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5903074899014656897</id><published>2010-07-16T08:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:08:17.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Reality Strikes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TExgXJQrnnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xmPsdK2GX6o/s1600/DSC00160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TExgXJQrnnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xmPsdK2GX6o/s320/DSC00160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;She was there, standing beside the window pane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Her eyes was sparkling with a glimmer of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;She was smiling, and her smile melts my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;As Her eyes met mine, and my heart skips a beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I never felt so close to anyone before in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I felt the moment where dreams are made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And then it struck me, as the thunder strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Beyond her&amp;nbsp;beauty, lies an impending truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I must fight this emotions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I have the truth, and the truth is within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;What is inside the heart, is what really matters most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I saw the truth, and it has set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I shall not be in want, for the things of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;My heart must be right, and let the truth reign in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The lust of my flesh, I must fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And to fight, I need to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I can hear the sound of the mighty wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Whispering in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm longing for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;place&amp;nbsp;where the Roses never fades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br 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small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&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/6888459357286976465-5903074899014656897?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TExgXJQrnnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xmPsdK2GX6o/s72-c/DSC00160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5014154310138569583</id><published>2010-06-28T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:36:23.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Tears of the Sky'</title><content type='html'>A girl came running through,&lt;br /&gt;across the torrents of&amp;nbsp;blinding rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was at full speed,&lt;br /&gt;As she was dashing across the slippery roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashes of light, &lt;br /&gt;Followed by the thunder came across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;She was drench, and was indeed soaking wet. &lt;br /&gt;She was in adrenaline, feeling not the shivers of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the brink of the road,&lt;br /&gt;I saw her falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called out as she falls in the pit of the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting, Shouting, at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dash forward, in the urge of my instinct.&lt;br /&gt;At the heat of the moment, I was a Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her my hands trying to pick her up,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment,&lt;br /&gt;There was an utmost silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes met mine,&lt;br /&gt;Her tears, came flushing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our silence, kept us apart.&lt;br /&gt;A lonely girl, wanting to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've help her, and that is it.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to say Bye, even without a Hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Sky&apos;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8177359969714281699</id><published>2010-06-28T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:08:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Here it comes again."</title><content type='html'>It was a sunday morning. &lt;br /&gt;The sun was shining brightly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The translucent blue light of the day,&lt;br /&gt;And there was birds flying in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the day, seems bright and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;The stars of the night, are no where in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there by the window pane.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering and astonish at natures wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, the serenity of my heart was disturb.&lt;br /&gt;By the powerful wind that passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool breeze sends shiver down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;The senses inside me, was somehow awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see a butterfly flapping in the air,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Seeking shelter in its flight. &lt;br /&gt;Even the birds are scrambling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning sun, has lost its glory.&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the impending storm,&lt;br /&gt;Which brings darkness to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence of the day was broken.&lt;br /&gt;The melodious tune sung by the birds,&lt;br /&gt;Faded away as the thunder strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each breeze of cool air,&lt;br /&gt;Went past my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spluttering of the rain against the window pane ,&lt;br /&gt;Creates a slient cry within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tearless cry, fills my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I sigh for relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyed, overwhelmed,&lt;br /&gt;By the sound of water gushing against the roof .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at shelter,&lt;br /&gt;I have a home.&lt;br /&gt;A roof above my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful,&lt;br /&gt;For all the things I have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I was never worthy, and I never will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8177359969714281699?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8177359969714281699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=8177359969714281699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8177359969714281699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8177359969714281699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-it-comes-again.html' title='&quot;Here it comes again.&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2519420339333800538</id><published>2010-06-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:30:24.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Mirror"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TBzvuAo5-cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X_cJBtN25CA/s1600/DSC01166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TBzvuAo5-cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X_cJBtN25CA/s320/DSC01166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Is what I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies within us,&lt;br /&gt;One can never tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror of truth see's all things,&lt;br /&gt;The reflection of the heart is tough to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can know a persons heart,&lt;br /&gt;Simply by what comes out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tenacity within me to go on,&lt;br /&gt;Is burning with a flaming light .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest to search myself has begun.&lt;br /&gt;The quest where there is no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see the truth,&lt;br /&gt;To see myself, from another side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find the key to my own heart,&lt;br /&gt;To open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I see the light,&lt;br /&gt;Let darkness within me dissipate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2519420339333800538?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2519420339333800538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2519420339333800538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2519420339333800538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2519420339333800538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirror.html' title='&quot;The Mirror&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TBzvuAo5-cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/X_cJBtN25CA/s72-c/DSC01166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-7903628716955600678</id><published>2010-06-09T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:51:38.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mistakes"</title><content 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margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TA-W8MCfB2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mOQPq2GBQ5s/s1600/DSC01164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TA-W8MCfB2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mOQPq2GBQ5s/s320/DSC01164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In life, we make mistakes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;But in one life, how many mistakes can we afford to make?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Mistakes are made, unconciously, unknowingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Audacious mistake can cause you your life, your soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I go from day to day, hoping, that I learn from my mistakes I made.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;For if so I never learn, it will not be a possiblity, but an assurance that I will fall into the never ending pit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I need a heart of steel, a heart that is fixed.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;To overcome , whatever is to come.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; To be bold, To be strong, and to hold on.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I got the ticket to higher places , but can i make the whole trip?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I have the truth, but does the truth abide in me?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Hold fast, be humble, and never let go, stop being a fool.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As the stormy sea rises, and falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How long can I hold on?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Buck up, for time is not on my side.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Curtains are coming to a close.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Rise and fight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;And do what is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I said to myself.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Stop making silly mistakes,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Stop being a fool.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;BENJAMIN pull up your socks.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;For the final stretch, for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I need to hold on to the truth I have within me.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Its the last thread of hope, that will bring me through the stormy seas.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I longing to go back, back to where I'm suppose to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;A place far from here, a place where the roses never fade.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-7903628716955600678?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/TA-W8MCfB2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mOQPq2GBQ5s/s72-c/DSC01164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-118333149406342599</id><published>2010-05-17T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:35:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let the Rain Fall"</title><content type='html'>The clock struck twelve.&lt;br /&gt;The skies were gloomy, the storm is rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling daze at the sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thunderous sound,&lt;br /&gt;grumbling&amp;nbsp;in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cricket sings,&lt;br /&gt;Chirping in the long dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the&amp;nbsp;moon light &amp;nbsp;kiss my face.&lt;br /&gt;I felt contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder strikes.&lt;br /&gt;My heart skips a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears of the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Came flushing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;is but&amp;nbsp;bubbling with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the rain stops,&lt;br /&gt;Darkness turns to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises again,&lt;br /&gt;and shadows of the day is scattered for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-118333149406342599?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/118333149406342599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=118333149406342599' title='0 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need"</title><content type='html'>I need a strong heart, a strong will.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be bold, to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never stand by my own feet. &lt;br /&gt;I slip and stumble, at the two roads ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I go the right ? or on the Left ?&lt;br /&gt;I need a fixed heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtains are coming to a close.&lt;br /&gt;And at times, I wonder, What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;I will rise up again, and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight, and fight.&lt;br /&gt;Until the day, I say YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES not on my account.&lt;br /&gt;But YES, I remember the One that has help me through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-7592143165180869790?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the day I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;Your glimmering eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Your killer smile.&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood by ever waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be found.&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Longing for what is not to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the shadows of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Lies a secret,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of you, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up by the day,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping, deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;That our ways, cross paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking under the shadows of the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Taking one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping one day,&lt;br /&gt;I will find the key to your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-4539319454330794404?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S7NUkSZcAGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GrxOSd6IADk/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-961244044592389407</id><published>2010-03-18T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:52:22.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Her Beauty"</title><content type='html'>At the corner of my eye, I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;She stood there, among the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;She caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling eyes I could see.&lt;br /&gt;But what is hidden in the heart, I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;Gentleness of the soul is what she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its more than meets the eyes that count.&lt;br /&gt;Her inner heart that&amp;nbsp; counts.&lt;br /&gt;Her inner beauty is what I need&amp;nbsp; to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never know her.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I find the key to her heart.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in days to come, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the time to say Hi, &lt;br /&gt;And at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;I know how to say bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;I say luscious love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;It is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is the bonding of the heart, the soul.&lt;br /&gt;Luscious love is&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start by being friends.&lt;br /&gt;Through tears, I will find the key.&lt;br /&gt;Through sorrow, I will open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our love be as pure as the tears of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Love not driven by lust, or the deisires of the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;Let our hearts be one, as the stars shining brightly in the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-961244044592389407?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/961244044592389407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=961244044592389407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/961244044592389407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/961244044592389407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2010/03/her-beauty.html' title='&quot;Her Beauty&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-4696590540108743140</id><published>2010-03-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:47:05.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Time and Time again"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S6Dqc9_cwJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f6ZmQ5pfBBU/s1600-h/P2011044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S6Dqc9_cwJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f6ZmQ5pfBBU/s320/P2011044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I slip and stumble,&lt;br /&gt;And how I wish there was never a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the starless night, wishing there was never &amp;nbsp;a was.&lt;br /&gt;Time wasting, time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drive for perfection, makes me imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a nobody, trap in the desires of the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing for inner joy.&lt;br /&gt;Bubbling in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Joy that comes from life.&lt;br /&gt;Life that comes from a higher places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think &amp;nbsp;I stood, I came tumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;Confidence in myself is what I need not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be bold, be strong.&lt;br /&gt;And take not the burdens of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brush my shoulder, wanting nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Having calmness of the soul, is what I desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing not the vain glories of man.&lt;br /&gt;But walking in the path of righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried, I failed.&lt;br /&gt;But I must be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to what I have,&amp;nbsp;is my greatest treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-4696590540108743140?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4696590540108743140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=4696590540108743140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4696590540108743140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4696590540108743140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-and-time-again.html' title='&quot;Time and Time again&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S6Dqc9_cwJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f6ZmQ5pfBBU/s72-c/P2011044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-1417197789555920574</id><published>2010-03-05T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:59:22.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"People never Learned"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S5CPZN8PeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PRV81xg1HBc/s1600-h/P2020991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S5CPZN8PeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PRV81xg1HBc/s320/P2020991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said many times,&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are like a glass, once broken, forever broken.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you pick them up , cutting yourself in the process,&lt;br /&gt;And it is hard to placed every single pieces back to where it once was.&lt;br /&gt;And even if you do, its never the same.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a crack marks in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;It can never be as beautiful and shiny like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to moved on.&lt;br /&gt;I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;There's no will in me to go on with you.&lt;br /&gt;And there shall be no way I can go back the place where we once have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;Realise, wake up and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bothered about people saying anything against me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm who I am, and I'm not bothered by the burdens of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can gain sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;You can win them by your side,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not&amp;nbsp;bothered, for the things you do, you will reap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In certain measure, I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I acknowledge my wrong, and I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done, there is no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;And so the same I say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, and at the same time I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you lost so much and I too little.&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, for you are only human like me.&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, for you do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets be friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends that&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;get in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Friends that would respect your&amp;nbsp;decision.&lt;br /&gt;Friends that would accept the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will shake your hand and forget the rest.&lt;br /&gt;But please,&lt;br /&gt;I can forget the past, but do not forget, the past defines the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-1417197789555920574?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1417197789555920574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=1417197789555920574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1417197789555920574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1417197789555920574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-never-learned.html' title='&quot;People never Learned&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S5CPZN8PeEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PRV81xg1HBc/s72-c/P2020991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-263859508622783292</id><published>2010-02-13T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:43:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"2010"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S3WajWg4N0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HfRvMEM6IM0/s1600-h/P2011088edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S3WajWg4N0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HfRvMEM6IM0/s320/P2011088edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the year of 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Secrets were revealed, Bonds were broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Left my fear, By the side of the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hearing the truth, That sets me free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have no sympathy, Nor emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right is right, And wrong is wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is WAR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He speaks of unity, but his words spells division.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; His actions deceive his words, and his words showeth his heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some stand on his left, Some stand on his right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are blind fools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Drunken in the blood of their own flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They think they are right, but they are wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make your stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And look not to men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Seek the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And always remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; You could be wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you don't understand, its not meant for you.xp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='&quot;2010&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S3WajWg4N0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HfRvMEM6IM0/s72-c/P2011088edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8641567928701467067</id><published>2010-02-05T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:18:26.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S2twH5yBTrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9M3iSGLyfMk/s1600-h/DSC01054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S2twH5yBTrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9M3iSGLyfMk/s320/DSC01054.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the truth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And not practising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the wind that passes by,&lt;br /&gt;And the vapour in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying sorry for the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Nothing is unbreakable.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire in me,&lt;br /&gt;How long can you hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time,&lt;br /&gt;It's coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two roads ahead of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And where shall I stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Strong, Be bold.&lt;br /&gt;And never let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8641567928701467067?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8641567928701467067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=8641567928701467067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8082248353926495609</id><published>2010-01-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:39:08.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The way to a MAN's heart is through his stomach."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S03ozIfS2YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dUZTn-qwY7M/s1600-h/DSC00538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S03ozIfS2YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dUZTn-qwY7M/s320/DSC00538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only eat chinese food, no indian or malay food.&lt;br /&gt;I would say no to "Nasi Lemak",&lt;br /&gt;I would say no to " Roti Canai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go for the taste rather than&amp;nbsp;appearance.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of having an attractive first sight, and rotten on the inside?&lt;br /&gt;I do not like my food too hot, once tasted, I will get burn.&lt;br /&gt;I do not like my food too cold, for my hunger will dissipate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like food that has a lots of fat.&lt;br /&gt;I also do not like food that is too bony.&lt;br /&gt;I like a medium size average food type.&lt;br /&gt;Not too fat or thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not take second hand food,&lt;br /&gt;I do not like sharing saliva with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;I like my food clean,pure and untouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like fanciful and expensive food.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer simple food, that is&amp;nbsp;affordable.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm only a student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8082248353926495609?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S03ozIfS2YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dUZTn-qwY7M/s72-c/DSC00538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-63994825049788076</id><published>2009-12-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:49:48.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" In a blink of an eye "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sztnf4BiI_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yxLemzNebHs/s1600-h/DSC00908+%282%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sztnf4BiI_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yxLemzNebHs/s400/DSC00908+%282%29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by, in an blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;Many ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Many lessons were learned.&lt;br /&gt;Many lessons were thought.&lt;br /&gt;Learned from yesterday, and lived for tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned many things. From A-Z. In the year 09.I learned that pride, can make you do silly things.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that pride, can make you miserable.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that pride, can make you succumb unneccesary pressure.&lt;br /&gt;And I know pride, can be your greatest fall.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Be observant in life, and ye shall learned many things" a wise man once told me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The past is like a map , it shows you the right path.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Never do what they do. "BE honest, lie NOT."&lt;br /&gt;Stand up, for what is right. &lt;br /&gt;Be strong BENJAMIN, BE STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;I must change,&lt;br /&gt;"for the life I lived, is more important than the words I say" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bubbling with joy, My heart is soaked in gladness.&lt;br /&gt;To know the truth, and it will set you free. &lt;br /&gt;To live a meaningful life, when other's are still searching for the meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;I am HAPPY, from the inner soul that I have.&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009, Great year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes, be bold.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-63994825049788076?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/63994825049788076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=63994825049788076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/63994825049788076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/63994825049788076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-blink-of-eye.html' title='&quot; In a blink of an eye &quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sztnf4BiI_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yxLemzNebHs/s72-c/DSC00908+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8742256641060279128</id><published>2009-12-24T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:03:02.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Curtains Are Coming To a Close"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SzJbPk7b2bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LA7a7KcGWnw/s1600-h/DSC00782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SzJbPk7b2bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LA7a7KcGWnw/s400/DSC00782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December, A time to remember.&lt;br /&gt;I remember hearing an english speaking contest in november.&lt;br /&gt;The title of this contest was " The greatest gift of life"&lt;br /&gt;One spoke of time being the greatest gift of life, another spoke of Friendship being the greatest gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to me, neither one of them are the greatest gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;If u could lived forever, you would wanna die twice.&lt;br /&gt;If u could have a million friends, u would have a million problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however have found the greatest gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;It is stored in my heart, and it cannot be shaken.&lt;br /&gt;If i would tell u what it is, u can never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Present for my friends. One of them might be for you if only you could see your own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just because everyone's doing it, doesnt mean its right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, by saying nothing, it says everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont cry because its over, but smile because it happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being strong sometimes it means being able to let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry doest prove anything unless you mean it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"However long the night, the dawn will break"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The life you live is more important than the words you speak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A break up is like a broken mirror. It is better to leave it broken than hurt yourself to fix it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8742256641060279128?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8742256641060279128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=8742256641060279128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8742256641060279128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8742256641060279128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/12/curtains-are-coming-to-close.html' title='&quot;Curtains Are Coming To a Close&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SzJbPk7b2bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LA7a7KcGWnw/s72-c/DSC00782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-7381845711412528074</id><published>2009-12-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:34:17.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Rain"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sx_DW6eMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YcRkjZzoQCs/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sx_DW6eMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YcRkjZzoQCs/s400/DSC00776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken by a familar sound today,&lt;br /&gt;the usual sunshine that shines through my window is no where to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window, feeling the lazyness driving me back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if, I have been up all night, battling in the realm of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I begin to pick up my senses,&lt;br /&gt;I heard not melodies of birds humming in the air,&lt;br /&gt;instead, shouts of thunders filled my ears, grumblings of dismay, sung by the wrath of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank as nature showers its tears upon the earth.&lt;br /&gt;The climate change has change my inner soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out the window, I saw trees swaying from one end to the other.&lt;br /&gt;I saw flashes of light going across the shadows of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whisper of the wind that hisses by, sends shiver to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of rain battling against the roof,&lt;br /&gt;is but the remiscence for all who has a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of thunder, the flashes of light,&lt;br /&gt;and the blinding torrents of rain that hisses by,&lt;br /&gt;nature is cruel, it feels no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look upon the heavens, in search for a something.&lt;br /&gt;Something that my soul longs for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the eye of storm,&lt;br /&gt;I saw an array of light,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a glimmer of hope.&lt;br /&gt;I felt tranquil, calm at the sight.&lt;br /&gt;I felt serene, I felt satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long the night, dawn will break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-7381845711412528074?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7381845711412528074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=7381845711412528074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/7381845711412528074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/7381845711412528074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/12/rain.html' title='&quot;The Rain&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Sx_DW6eMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YcRkjZzoQCs/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-9067859874535827910</id><published>2009-11-18T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T00:10:14.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"One way, One goal, One chance."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SwLKpG-KoLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xQGYQlrhK9w/s1600/DSC00505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SwLKpG-KoLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xQGYQlrhK9w/s320/DSC00505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way,&lt;br /&gt;One goal,&lt;br /&gt;One chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire in me,&lt;br /&gt;how long can you hold?&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, Be bold.&lt;br /&gt;And never let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way, My flesh,&lt;br /&gt;I must let go.&lt;br /&gt;My lust, My pride,&lt;br /&gt;i must not succumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way is clear, the path is shown.&lt;br /&gt;I must draw the line of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must make a stand.&lt;br /&gt;Lest, I will be left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-9067859874535827910?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/9067859874535827910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=9067859874535827910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/9067859874535827910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/9067859874535827910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-way-one-goal-one-chance.html' title='&quot;One way, One goal, One chance.&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SwLKpG-KoLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xQGYQlrhK9w/s72-c/DSC00505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2210368140738429937</id><published>2009-11-10T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:39:06.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Life is like a poem "</title><content type='html'>Today is a present and tommorow is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;It comes and goes at no mans delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a dawn of a new light.&lt;br /&gt;I see a chance to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may fall and i may rise,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the road, i can never see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart longs for thee,the tranquil that never exist.&lt;br /&gt;Serenity in my heart, is what I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If happy ending is reality,&lt;br /&gt;we would'nt need fairy tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2210368140738429937?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2210368140738429937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2210368140738429937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2210368140738429937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2210368140738429937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-like-poem.html' title='&quot; Life is like a poem &quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2187976654950910456</id><published>2009-11-08T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:09:49.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Riddles of your life"</title><content type='html'>Your heart longs for glory.&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams are high above others.&lt;br /&gt;Your pride is at the hill top.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are baneful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will be broken.&lt;br /&gt;Your pride will be your downfall.&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams will be your curse.&lt;br /&gt;Your words shall haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You act as if nothing happen,&lt;br /&gt;You speak as if everything is alright,&lt;br /&gt;You cant see your own heart.&lt;br /&gt;You cant accept the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall,you cried.&lt;br /&gt;But this time,&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna show any sense of sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;Because, YOU brought this to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2187976654950910456?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2187976654950910456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2187976654950910456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2187976654950910456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2187976654950910456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/riddles-of-your-life.html' title='&apos;Riddles of your life&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2528095633312553060</id><published>2009-11-06T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:46:36.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"War of Words"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvREruLjhKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3DyuPed1MPM/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvREruLjhKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3DyuPed1MPM/s200/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401017371045627042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You speak of unity, but your words spell division.&lt;br /&gt;You speak without wisdom and your words revealed your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You may cause tension, you may cause strife,&lt;br /&gt;But I forgive you, for you are only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You spread rumours without knowing the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are deceitful, half truth , half lies.&lt;br /&gt;You say things as if , you understand, you know.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is this, you know nothing and please do not act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is above all others,&lt;br /&gt;You find sadness when others are higher than you.&lt;br /&gt;You find happiness when no one is better than you.&lt;br /&gt;And thats the curse of your life.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say anything about me, my life, my wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;But, please , leave everyone else alone.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is strong, I can handle whats to come.&lt;br /&gt;And I know,&lt;br /&gt;Your words shall bare no trouble to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;For you are a nobody, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never see your own heart, unless someone tells you so,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can see the bottom of your own heart.&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror and change.&lt;br /&gt;Change not for me ,or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Change for your own soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RESPECT IS TO BE GAIN, AND NOT TO BE GIVEN."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2528095633312553060?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2528095633312553060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2528095633312553060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2528095633312553060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2528095633312553060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/war-of-words.html' title='&quot;War of Words&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvREruLjhKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3DyuPed1MPM/s72-c/DSC00893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-1070750928073928914</id><published>2009-11-04T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:31:15.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Moving On"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvGdU5lESJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4urUiefa3F0/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvGdU5lESJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4urUiefa3F0/s200/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400270410573170834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relationship is like a toy, easy to break , but hard to repair.&lt;br /&gt;well, I dont ask for much in a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;but, what you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;i forgive u, but nothing is going to be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i can be a clown, making you smile, cheering u up.&lt;br /&gt;but all i got was disrespect.&lt;br /&gt;what u did , it was simply a slap of reality.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;i know that in life, we can be the most happy go lucky person,&lt;br /&gt;but even the most easy going person has a boiling point.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;u can say anything u want, spread any rumours u want .&lt;br /&gt;let it be a test of friendship for those who hear these rumours.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;u said u were sorry, and yes i noe u are.&lt;br /&gt;i saw ur tears fell, but tears cannot undone the damage.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;u shed ur tears, i felt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;my heart becomes a stone, it has made its decision.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i really do forgive u, but i cant forget what u did.&lt;br /&gt;i gain nothing from our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i moved on, and i hope u do to.&lt;br /&gt;for i will not try to repair it, i will just let it go.&lt;br /&gt;for somethings are better left to be broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-1070750928073928914?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1070750928073928914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=1070750928073928914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1070750928073928914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1070750928073928914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-on.html' title='&quot;Moving On&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SvGdU5lESJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4urUiefa3F0/s72-c/DSC00343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2905725199117207295</id><published>2009-10-12T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:31:54.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It has just begun"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/StLnBKIFCPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DRan7m4A18s/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/StLnBKIFCPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DRan7m4A18s/s200/DSC00624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391625711000029426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"relax" is just written all over my mind..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;its only the beggining...&lt;br /&gt;assignments are waiting to pile up.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and well, i can honestly say,&lt;br /&gt;recently,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes just open,&lt;br /&gt;i could see, people from a different view.&lt;br /&gt;a higher understanding.&lt;br /&gt;and now i know...&lt;br /&gt;those who shoots out with their mouth just to bring you down..&lt;br /&gt;well, even when my mind , fillled with words of insult, wanting to shoot back ,&lt;br /&gt;BUT, im not like them, i must keep my composure, and let them say what they wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;for i know, where they're heading, what their future will hold..&lt;br /&gt;its all going in one direction...and a sad ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"words bare emptyness from people without wisdom, but the word of the wise are treasures of life"&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2905725199117207295?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2905725199117207295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2905725199117207295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2905725199117207295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2905725199117207295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-just-begun.html' title='&quot;It has just begun&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/StLnBKIFCPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DRan7m4A18s/s72-c/DSC00624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-4842751630054062259</id><published>2009-10-05T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:55:13.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"MIssion Accomplish"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsjRm4UcZdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VxZTGQunNk0/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsjRm4UcZdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VxZTGQunNk0/s200/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388787420032165330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_examination time_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did what i had to..&lt;br /&gt;i did my wish list...&lt;br /&gt;and got everything i wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday, has'nt been a waste...&lt;br /&gt;woo!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea..&lt;br /&gt;exercising + eating&lt;br /&gt;a lot..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsjSwuVb4eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FYL4H3nyviA/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsjSwuVb4eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FYL4H3nyviA/s200/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388788688662290914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_holidayee_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ends tonite...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-4842751630054062259?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/4842751630054062259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=4842751630054062259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4842751630054062259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/4842751630054062259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/mission-accomplish.html' title='&quot;MIssion Accomplish&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsjRm4UcZdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VxZTGQunNk0/s72-c/DSC00697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2118744401792231225</id><published>2009-10-03T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:23:21.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A New Begining"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Ssbcz_ch0BI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8fcg6pPtIB4/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Ssbcz_ch0BI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8fcg6pPtIB4/s200/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388236789957906450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new sem awaits me,&lt;br /&gt;trouble and problems will arise,&lt;br /&gt;and im ready to shoot them down,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard its gets,&lt;br /&gt;there's only one road ahead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who backstabs me,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you,&lt;br /&gt;if u r telling the truth, that i may know, and change.&lt;br /&gt;if ur telling false rumours,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you too,&lt;br /&gt;for helping me know who my real friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazyness please stay far from me,&lt;br /&gt;i cant take u any longer,&lt;br /&gt;the fire in me, that conquers u,&lt;br /&gt;how long can it hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there any change in me?&lt;br /&gt;after 3 long months...&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt know,&lt;br /&gt;only time can tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not praise anybody, even if i want to,&lt;br /&gt;for im afraid it will live up ur heart,&lt;br /&gt;and i would not accept any praise,&lt;br /&gt;for i know where i came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistakes are made, mistakes are gone.&lt;br /&gt;i must learn from it, and wised up.&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;i can see a new hope, a new chance to make it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2118744401792231225?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2118744401792231225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2118744401792231225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2118744401792231225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2118744401792231225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-begining.html' title='&quot;A New Begining&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Ssbcz_ch0BI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8fcg6pPtIB4/s72-c/DSC00636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-1902141151870756441</id><published>2009-09-29T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:19:31.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Question"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsDvftb4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FXO55kR77dc/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsDvftb4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FXO55kR77dc/s200/DSC00598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386568482386634306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets pause for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;Is life all about enjoying??&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i only can say its all about the time...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;time of sorrow'&lt;br /&gt;time of happiness'&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;we must know how to use it well..&lt;br /&gt;make your decision, use it wisely...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-1902141151870756441?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1902141151870756441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=1902141151870756441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1902141151870756441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1902141151870756441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/question.html' title='&quot;The Question&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SsDvftb4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FXO55kR77dc/s72-c/DSC00598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2820484967400665586</id><published>2009-09-24T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:04:08.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SrpU05eizGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lar4CmwHZBA/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SrpU05eizGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lar4CmwHZBA/s200/DSC00530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384709572233710690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo!!&lt;br /&gt;great start to my holiday...&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;had SHOGUN today...&lt;br /&gt;and damn i'm full..&lt;br /&gt;there goes my final remaining 2 abs...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;a great relief from my studies..&lt;br /&gt;thats what i need , to get my ass ready for what's to come next...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and damn..&lt;br /&gt;this is the time i need to sharpen my badminton skills...&lt;br /&gt;lets not bring any shame to myself..&lt;br /&gt;at least put on a show...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;wining isnt everything. its just a licence to brag...&lt;br /&gt;and i dun want that anymore...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2820484967400665586?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2820484967400665586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2820484967400665586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2820484967400665586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2820484967400665586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoying-life.html' title='Enjoying life'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SrpU05eizGI/AAAAAAAAAD8/lar4CmwHZBA/s72-c/DSC00530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-7180684807617082871</id><published>2009-09-16T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:01:41.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" A long way to go "</title><content type='html'>woo!!...&lt;br /&gt;just finish exams..&lt;br /&gt;i can farely say..&lt;br /&gt;it was an ok exam..&lt;br /&gt;not awesomely hard ass papers..&lt;br /&gt;well....&lt;br /&gt;let the results do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;holiday is here..&lt;br /&gt;and what i m suppose to do??&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all..&lt;br /&gt;its my first SEM ..&lt;br /&gt;so im just a minor..&lt;br /&gt;and yet , i hate myself for walking like a senior..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;i must be humble, with my head held low..&lt;br /&gt;next sem awaits me,&lt;br /&gt;im probably representing School of science in badminton..&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what the results,&lt;br /&gt;i thank him in advance, and i must never forget where i came from...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can spend my holiday wisely and without wasting any precious time..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;peace@@..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-7180684807617082871?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/7180684807617082871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=7180684807617082871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/7180684807617082871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/7180684807617082871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-way-to-go.html' title='&quot; A long way to go &quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-3463354993599458750</id><published>2009-09-11T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:03:19.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hardknocks of life"</title><content type='html'>well, just finish a biology subject today..&lt;br /&gt;i cant complain, the facts are there, the answer's were at the palms of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;failing or passing is not the issue,&lt;br /&gt;whether or not i have done my part is the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;well if i tried my best, so.. "what is failing?"&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;"we learn more than failures than in success" i said to myself..&lt;br /&gt;thats my moto nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise something important in life..&lt;br /&gt;to me, there's no glory in defeating others..&lt;br /&gt;it does not make you a better person,&lt;br /&gt;it only lifts your heart up, and feeds our pride...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and what can pride brings us??&lt;br /&gt;more shame and  humble pie..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you could say i have gone through major "life humbling process"..&lt;br /&gt;through my badminton carreer , i have learn much from life..&lt;br /&gt;and i thank him, for bringing me down to earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today this point was proven time and again..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with my college buds about their studies and all..&lt;br /&gt;well, 1 of them undergoes peralihan , and can scored 10A's in trials of spm,&lt;br /&gt;and how on earth she got only 3A's in SPM??(which is more easier than trials)&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, when a man thinketh he stand , he will surely fall..&lt;br /&gt;and this a LAW in life we must follow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whoever thinks he is great, is probabaly the greatest fool."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-3463354993599458750?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3463354993599458750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=3463354993599458750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/3463354993599458750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/3463354993599458750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/hardknocks-of-life.html' title='&quot;Hardknocks of life&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-3583919816631001087</id><published>2009-09-04T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:00:30.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"THE BATTLE WITHIN"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SqDzI-V0xqI/AAAAAAAAADs/7oyCzNQ96WI/s1600-h/Forever_Lost_%60arcipello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 557px; height: 373px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SqDzI-V0xqI/AAAAAAAAADs/7oyCzNQ96WI/s200/Forever_Lost_%60arcipello.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377565290579412642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it comes a time,&lt;br /&gt;whr we must ask ourselfs,&lt;br /&gt;what do we want??&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have battled the lazyness, but still, it lurds within me..&lt;br /&gt;to choose between satisfying your flesh temporary, or to work hard to finish the job..&lt;br /&gt;its a constant battle...&lt;br /&gt;we all know, that working hard and finising the job is the best option...&lt;br /&gt;but why do we , succumb to our lazyness??&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, indeed our brains are short circuit...&lt;br /&gt;lazyness vs hardworkingness..&lt;br /&gt;who will win??&lt;br /&gt;who will lose??&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our mind has no peace, our ,our mind has no tranquility..&lt;br /&gt;what can bring cut-silence in our heads??&lt;br /&gt;from the suggettions within...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we are not even aware what is going on in our minds...&lt;br /&gt;there are so many question marks..&lt;br /&gt;but not a whisper of answer...&lt;br /&gt;pure silence...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-3583919816631001087?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/3583919816631001087/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SqDzI-V0xqI/AAAAAAAAADs/7oyCzNQ96WI/s72-c/Forever_Lost_%60arcipello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5111337845789816075</id><published>2009-09-03T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:08:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"P.U.S.H"</title><content type='html'>"Pray until something happens"..&lt;br /&gt;something i saw, which was funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam season is here, knocking me on the door step...&lt;br /&gt;few weeks ago, i was panicking, duno what to do...&lt;br /&gt;the constant thought of studying races through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;inorganic chemistry is at the dawn of tomorow..&lt;br /&gt;and yet i can blog here...&lt;br /&gt;GREAT...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to constant battle of lazyness lurds within me...&lt;br /&gt;every morning its a struggle..&lt;br /&gt;i need to win this battle to win this war...&lt;br /&gt;damn the lazyness...&lt;br /&gt;screw the pig inside me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and do u guys know whats the true secret of success???&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i noe u dont...&lt;br /&gt;well, the truth is this.......&lt;br /&gt;"there's no secret to success, just pure determination, hardwork, patience and practice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short pose..&lt;br /&gt;but full of charge density...&lt;br /&gt;the battle goes on, i have time till tomorow...&lt;br /&gt;@@..&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-5111337845789816075?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5111337845789816075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=5111337845789816075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5111337845789816075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5111337845789816075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/push.html' title='&quot;P.U.S.H&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-315515993065569782</id><published>2009-08-31T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:04:27.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I salute her"</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;well, i met a girl this year,&lt;br /&gt;and i never seen this type of girl for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;she looks at me, and smiles at me,&lt;br /&gt;even when im not looking at her,&lt;br /&gt;from the corner of my eye,&lt;br /&gt;i can see her smiling at me...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;our relationship is funny...&lt;br /&gt;i seldom talk to her, and she seldom talks to me...&lt;br /&gt;she has her own set of friends, and so do i..&lt;br /&gt;but it is that moment ,&lt;br /&gt;that i look into her eyes, and she smiles at me...&lt;br /&gt;that i appreciate the most...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt feel ashame standing side by side with me, she doesnt care what others think..&lt;br /&gt;and thats the beauty i see in her...&lt;br /&gt;for a guy like me with a girl like her, well chemistry is hard to happen..&lt;br /&gt;im not hoping for anything, but if the chance is right at the doorstep,&lt;br /&gt;i would surely knock and enter the door...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;she makes me feel wanted...&lt;br /&gt;and accepts me for who i am..&lt;br /&gt;over the years,&lt;br /&gt;i have been with girls who acts like they're not with me when their own friends is around...&lt;br /&gt;they are afraid of rumours, they are afraid of people saying things, and they are ashame of me..&lt;br /&gt;well, let me say this to you, whoever you r, i 4give u...&lt;br /&gt;for a test of heart and u'r the one that failed, not me.....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i noe its too good to be true that this girl has a crush on me..&lt;br /&gt;even though the signs are there,&lt;br /&gt;i cant interpret it as i hope it would...&lt;br /&gt;and i know i do not deserved her, and i do not to want to hurt a pure and innocent girl like her...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;"i am not sad for what is not to be mine, but grateful for the little things i had with u."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-315515993065569782?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/315515993065569782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=315515993065569782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/315515993065569782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/315515993065569782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-salute-her.html' title='&quot;I salute her&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5166938639136434923</id><published>2009-08-27T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:46:07.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"LOSS at first sight"</title><content type='html'>..&lt;br /&gt;during the vball competition..&lt;br /&gt;well, they were two teams that were really powerful, (powered by state players)..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;every1 was trying to avoid them in the "draw" of group stages...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;well, we got lucky,&lt;br /&gt;and we drew them both ...&lt;br /&gt;in the same group...&lt;br /&gt;at first, i thought my captain was joking, but it was written all over his face.."we r SCREWed"...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;"poW!!"&lt;br /&gt;our hopes of getting to the semis...&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;"you will never now until you try"...i said to myself..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and i dont understand why im always entangled with underdogs...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;we have nothing to lose....SO give our best and have fun..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;the 1st ball itself,&lt;br /&gt;i sacrifice my body and flung my body to the ground and save the ball...&lt;br /&gt;until today, the scar hasnt healed..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;haha, but it was a 5 second moment of fame, and a whole week stuck in pain...&lt;br /&gt;my group of vballers, consist of mostly girls, 30 girls and 10 guys...&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was superb, with 30 girls cheering you on,  it made me feel like a STAR...&lt;br /&gt;lol...well im not though...&lt;br /&gt;i scored quite a few points for our team...but all of them you could say is "i dont what im doing, just get the ball across..&lt;br /&gt;you could say, i was on "fire"...&lt;br /&gt;"haha...&lt;br /&gt;im only good at putting on a show, throwing my body here and there...&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember how many times, i flung over just 2 get the ball..&lt;br /&gt;with adrenaline pumping and the desire to go on...&lt;br /&gt;we eventually lost to the eventual champions of the tournament by 31-27..&lt;br /&gt;we were leading 27-24 or something...but..&lt;br /&gt;"miss a an inch, miss by an mile, we miss"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was really glad we didnt get thrashing in front of our "FANS"...&lt;br /&gt;we put on a show, and they put on our spirit..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;well, we learn more from defeats than success...&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i learn today is that we ought to give a 110% even if it means losing, and in the end, it was well worth it...&lt;br /&gt;for what we won, was not a "gold medal", what we won was, indeed , ourself and doing the unexpected...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"a thxs to our cheerleaders, a thxs to our teamates who never gave up, a thxs for a great game played."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-5166938639136434923?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5166938639136434923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=5166938639136434923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5166938639136434923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5166938639136434923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/loss-at-first-sight.html' title='&quot;LOSS at first sight&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5668372312999137702</id><published>2009-08-11T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:28:58.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Eating Competition"</title><content type='html'>..&lt;br /&gt;lately i joined the eating competiton at my college..&lt;br /&gt;just 4 fun...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;it was fun ,even when i lost by 1 and a half bowl of MEE...&lt;br /&gt;some people say i ate like "WOMEN"...(wyeK)&lt;br /&gt;i think i even ate less then the girl contestant!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but the reason i lost is bcoz i already ate my lunch at the kantin..&lt;br /&gt;and when leaving the kantin, some people were shouting 4 contestant 4 the competition,&lt;br /&gt;so without the expectation of winning, i join 4 the experience...and offcourse its free to join..&lt;br /&gt;TARC is really a fun place to be, just so u noe, there are all kinds of events, it's just so SPONTANEOUS...and out of our expectation...&lt;br /&gt;rock climbing, the "human hamster ball thing", and all sorts la...&lt;br /&gt;so if i join any fun activity, i'll be sure to post it here...&lt;br /&gt;and i realise not so many people are so outgoing and fun as me...&lt;br /&gt;huys ....SHOW SOME BALLS!!!..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, volleyball competition is next week..&lt;br /&gt;obviously im joining...&lt;br /&gt;and i know theres no such thing as luck..&lt;br /&gt;SO, dun wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-5668372312999137702?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5668372312999137702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=5668372312999137702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5668372312999137702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/5668372312999137702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/eating-competition.html' title='&quot;Eating Competition&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8344257985152001140</id><published>2009-08-03T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:48:05.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its All About Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Its all about love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;everyone needs to be loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;for without love , there is no life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;love is pure, love is blind , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;love is the greatest gift of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;' for every beauty, there are eyes to see. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i said to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;to the love of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;this is for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;you were always there when i needed you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;you were never too far from me when i wanted you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;and i will say this to you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“ Take my hand , and I’ll walk you across the torrents of blinding rain in the unforgiving storm.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;without you, my life is not complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;without you, im a clown without a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;without you, i cannot find the reason to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;without you, im just a lonely soul lost in this chastening world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In my very own world, it becomes dimmer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;it is with you,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my life is complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;it is with you, im a clown who can smile again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;it is with you, i found the reason to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;it is with you, my heart skips a beat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;my love for you, is like the stars shining ever so brightly in the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;my love for you, is like the ever flowing river into the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;my love for you cannot be match by the deepest of seas, the highest of mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;my love for you can find no words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;our love is not driven by lust, our love is as pure as the tears of a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;our love would stand against the greatest of waves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;our love would stand in the eye of the storm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i stood there looking into your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i saw the bottom of your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;you want me, as much as i want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;as our lips touched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i felt for a moment that time stopped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i felt a feeling that words can never say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i felt a connection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;i felt our souls touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;and as our souls touched,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;you have given me the key to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;as i have given you the key to mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;written by: mr.LEONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;copyright reserve@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8344257985152001140?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8344257985152001140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=8344257985152001140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8344257985152001140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8344257985152001140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-all-about-love.html' title='&quot;Its All About Love&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-3106643055118670381</id><published>2009-07-30T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:30:18.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"LESSONs"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SnGuWON_4kI/AAAAAAAAADk/ryMDpSa8LP0/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SnGuWON_4kI/AAAAAAAAADk/ryMDpSa8LP0/s200/DSC00337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364260327972135490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i lost in the semi finals..&lt;br /&gt;and then the 3rd and 4th placing..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i realise, no matter winning or losing...&lt;br /&gt;life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;life itself is running with time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;but i know that "we learn more from defeats than success.."&lt;br /&gt;im happy that i got this far. i know by my own ability i can never atain this, and im forever grateful unto HIM...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really had a great day today...&lt;br /&gt;i wrote an narrative essay...&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its 1 of my top10 essays of my life...&lt;br /&gt;well, if im free , i will post it, for all to enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-3106643055118670381?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SnGuWON_4kI/AAAAAAAAADk/ryMDpSa8LP0/s72-c/DSC00337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-6149227580992970230</id><published>2009-07-29T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:17:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"COLLEGE BADMINTON"</title><content type='html'>woo!!..&lt;br /&gt;im in the semi's tomorow...&lt;br /&gt;doubles..&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;im expecting to lose...&lt;br /&gt;cause the opponent is like ...&lt;br /&gt;"college team" or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;1st of all..&lt;br /&gt;i thank GOD for everthing he has done for me....&lt;br /&gt;and i m grateful...&lt;br /&gt;and im forever unworthy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw..&lt;br /&gt;my soccer team lost in the q-finals of the tournament..&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-6149227580992970230?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6149227580992970230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=6149227580992970230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6149227580992970230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6149227580992970230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/college-badminton.html' title='&quot;COLLEGE BADMINTON&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-8076071757354363009</id><published>2009-07-25T01:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:49:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"COLLEGE FEVER"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Problem statement&lt;/span&gt;: what to do when ur free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hypothesis&lt;/span&gt;:  do watever u want to relieved stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procedure&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;FRIday is my free day..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours break to the next class..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;WE normally hang out at jusco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Results&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;so i followed the girls, they went n LOOK at BIKINI ...( i raised my eyebrows many times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnqq-o2LMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZjQ2TEsCv5E/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnqq-o2LMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZjQ2TEsCv5E/s200/DSC00306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362074855451012290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;so what happens when u found out the thing u wanted doesnt have ur size??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnqLM9YavI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ag6B36BHjPU/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnqLM9YavI/AAAAAAAAACs/Ag6B36BHjPU/s200/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362074309539425010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic says it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;taking her to children's section next round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnsTzbNENI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fPkdpKT64kY/s1600-h/6214_1212189145291_1245632093_1806207_3171075_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnsTzbNENI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fPkdpKT64kY/s200/6214_1212189145291_1245632093_1806207_3171075_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362076656327266514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;force me take pics with dumb ass teddy bears..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnt_QotkjI/AAAAAAAAADE/3V0MLe7Fuas/s1600-h/6214_1212189225293_1245632093_1806209_5579337_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnt_QotkjI/AAAAAAAAADE/3V0MLe7Fuas/s200/6214_1212189225293_1245632093_1806209_5579337_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362078502414553650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats me holding a handBAG...&lt;br /&gt;nope its not mine...&lt;br /&gt;just entertaining the cameraman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnuiYZWuII/AAAAAAAAADM/tFMnYzaWZLo/s1600-h/6214_1212189185292_1245632093_1806208_3970327_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SmnuiYZWuII/AAAAAAAAADM/tFMnYzaWZLo/s200/6214_1212189185292_1245632093_1806208_3970327_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362079105793046658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;missing my kindergarden days...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnvntn-C5I/AAAAAAAAADU/mvHSQMu1ieY/s1600-h/6214_1212187265244_1245632093_1806192_277310_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnvntn-C5I/AAAAAAAAADU/mvHSQMu1ieY/s200/6214_1212187265244_1245632093_1806192_277310_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362080296902462354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time ..&lt;br /&gt;"carmen" probabably too excited sitting next 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;she's like: "i got his number, i got his number!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"carmen" and her "pai seh face" as i brought her 2 the men's underwear section...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnx1AEo5HI/AAAAAAAAADc/OwD3q1sqSmw/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnx1AEo5HI/AAAAAAAAADc/OwD3q1sqSmw/s200/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362082724216104050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION : "all work and no play makes jack a dull boy" so have fun..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-8076071757354363009?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/8076071757354363009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=8076071757354363009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8076071757354363009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/8076071757354363009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/college-fever.html' title='&quot;COLLEGE FEVER&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smnqq-o2LMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZjQ2TEsCv5E/s72-c/DSC00306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-2188252717165459269</id><published>2009-07-23T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:29:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"WORDS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smc91zyaDiI/AAAAAAAAACk/D1c90jGkOeI/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smc91zyaDiI/AAAAAAAAACk/D1c90jGkOeI/s200/DSC00188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361321876051856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bro already graduated from diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why we call it the present."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well..people..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;words can be use in anyway we want them to be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its the ultimate tool to express our feelings,thoughts,desires..etc..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im always trap in the vocab jail...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this simply means, my scope of language aint wide enough...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im trying to improved my selection of words in my brain..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tats y im always posting some famous quotes in my facebook...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to mayb give u some inspiration??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The only real failure in life is the failure to try."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all these sayings really brought much sense 2 me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its amazing how people can put feelings and thoughts in just a few simple words..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tats only my thought...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-2188252717165459269?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/2188252717165459269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=2188252717165459269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2188252717165459269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/2188252717165459269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/words.html' title='&quot;WORDS&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/Smc91zyaDiI/AAAAAAAAACk/D1c90jGkOeI/s72-c/DSC00188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-384320995657136076</id><published>2009-07-17T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:30:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"COLLEGE SOCCER"</title><content type='html'>hooray guys...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;captain LEONG has joined the team!!!&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;not college team though..&lt;br /&gt;just our course punya team..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;we have about 9 players...&lt;br /&gt;so i plan 2 sneak our secret weapon..&lt;br /&gt;and my comrade of soccer from the pass...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;n he is ... "kah wai"&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;next week is the tournament...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i m expecting ...&lt;br /&gt;tat we sure damn going 2 lose...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;1st reason..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;im the best there!!!...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;(kah wai) not counted...&lt;br /&gt;he is NOT official in the team...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;2nd reason..&lt;br /&gt;most of them are soccerGINS...&lt;br /&gt;means VIRGINS in SOCCER...&lt;br /&gt;(only c the ball)x(havent have 1st kick)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd reason...&lt;br /&gt;hot headed me...&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like scolding them...&lt;br /&gt;since they r soccerGINS...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th reason...&lt;br /&gt;the FIELD is so big...&lt;br /&gt;i cant cover all...&lt;br /&gt;no stamina...&lt;br /&gt;summore im playing midfield...&lt;br /&gt;coz u noe la...&lt;br /&gt;if ur a virgin...&lt;br /&gt;u will still have "defensive MODE"&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the funny thing about TARCollege...is....&lt;br /&gt;"GIRLS CATEGORY IN FOOTBALL!!!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was like "wat!!"&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;if futsal 4 girls i accept...&lt;br /&gt;but football??&lt;br /&gt;plz la...&lt;br /&gt;wasting time...&lt;br /&gt;how many girls even buy soccer boots?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;mayb "kantin malay workers" vs "indian toilet washers"??&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt noe...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-384320995657136076?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/384320995657136076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=384320995657136076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/384320995657136076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/384320995657136076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/college-soccer.html' title='&quot;COLLEGE SOCCER&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-1498160150723736532</id><published>2009-07-15T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:34:31.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...as time goes by...</title><content type='html'>WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ITs july already...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;indeed " time and tide waits for no man"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching."...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look back...&lt;br /&gt;nvr i regretted doing the things i did...&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed fully the fun n excitement of 5 months of holiday..&lt;br /&gt;knowing tat time well spent satisfy me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;boredom isnt my problem...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the LiFe after spm...&lt;br /&gt;converted to LIFE in collge...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;the " ATTitude of after SPM has left me..."&lt;br /&gt;having the 'college" mentality now...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i hardly complain bout how tough life is in college now compare to the beggining..&lt;br /&gt;i got OVER it...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;this is because...&lt;br /&gt;i have made a decision before, therefore now i must lived through it..&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;the ship have sailed..&lt;br /&gt;n i have no turning back..&lt;br /&gt;so no point complaining..&lt;br /&gt;just accept it for what it is..&lt;br /&gt;n LIVEd through it....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;n im already 18 this year...&lt;br /&gt;i have a long path ahead of me...&lt;br /&gt;no point complaining at the beggining of the journey...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;its up to us, what type of life u want in the end??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"prosperity comes with hard work..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-1498160150723736532?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1498160150723736532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=1498160150723736532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1498160150723736532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1498160150723736532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-time-goes-by.html' title='...as time goes by...'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-6161566602740484099</id><published>2009-07-11T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:49:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"marriage, yes or no..???"</title><content type='html'>well, today we had english presentation...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;married vs anti-marriage debate...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;having this topic really woke me up..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was te positve site of the debate...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;in 1 of my many points..&lt;br /&gt;as follows...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"getting married, is the 1st step of becoming a man.."&lt;br /&gt;(makes so much sense rite? responsibility and all those stuff..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to c our children grow and to teach them the ways of our fathers,to teach them the right path of life ....&lt;br /&gt;all these are priceless.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i was just really bullshitting SPONTANEOUSly...&lt;br /&gt;and  some1 change their perpective of "marriage".. thxs to me..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-6161566602740484099?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6161566602740484099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=6161566602740484099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6161566602740484099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6161566602740484099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/marriage-yes-or-no.html' title='&quot;marriage, yes or no..???&quot;'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-164660199758771323</id><published>2009-07-04T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:18:14.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" COKE BOMBs " lesson</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;just played with coke bomb on friday...&lt;br /&gt;weeee.......&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chen : how many bars of mentos u wanna put in the coke? The other classes put in two            bars of mentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : miss chen, they put 2 , we put 3 la...(whole class laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chen : sure ah? i scared u ltr cant put all in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : dun worry la , we never noe until we try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to ms chen the carbon dioxide in the coke will react in somethg in the mentos, cant remember what she say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIMENT TIME&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;instead of 3 bars...&lt;br /&gt;i only manage to put in 3 biji"s... then explode!!!&lt;br /&gt;n i got slap by COKE..all over my face....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time i will just keep my mouth shut!!!... and be humble a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8d00561998fead3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8d00561998fead3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281538%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DC3EB85FE282E3E154902900DE86F909B865974.500E97006AE12265D728178A7D7812B7DD453CC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8d00561998fead3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGl503bugwPpSXcd9nmTtS5T3nkw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8d00561998fead3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330281538%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DC3EB85FE282E3E154902900DE86F909B865974.500E97006AE12265D728178A7D7812B7DD453CC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8d00561998fead3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGl503bugwPpSXcd9nmTtS5T3nkw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-164660199758771323?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8d00561998fead3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/164660199758771323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=164660199758771323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/164660199758771323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/164660199758771323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/coke-bombs-lesson.html' title='&quot; COKE BOMBs &quot; lesson'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-1617415877444164268</id><published>2009-07-01T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:27:48.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..happy days...</title><content type='html'>well,&lt;br /&gt;recently ,&lt;br /&gt;things have been really great..&lt;br /&gt;got a new phone, sony.e g900...&lt;br /&gt;got a new racquet- yonex armour tech 900.... almost same price as the phone...&lt;br /&gt;but got it on discount la..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday,&lt;br /&gt;while playing vball,&lt;br /&gt;some singapore"s college vball GIRLS team came to tarc..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh...&lt;br /&gt;they r so different then i expected...&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt reli excited bout girls team coming to tarc&lt;br /&gt;u c , our skol vball girls team are filled with atheletes...&lt;br /&gt;(u noe wat i mean )...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;but then the sing girls are so damn HOT....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;seriously, its so attractive for a hot girl to play sports...&lt;br /&gt;u noe wat  i mean, tough gentle girls, i would say...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;couldnt focus on the vball training after their arrival...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well besides vball, i have to study too...&lt;br /&gt;so here r some pics with my new lads....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SkpYFMvakcI/AAAAAAAAACM/hp5WUW0H_Ic/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SkpYFMvakcI/AAAAAAAAACM/hp5WUW0H_Ic/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353187953425945026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this picture, do not notice this girl...&lt;br /&gt;look at my guns, they r pretty big...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SkpY17B0xAI/AAAAAAAAACU/e74V_JcwXME/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SkpY17B0xAI/AAAAAAAAACU/e74V_JcwXME/s200/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353188790484911106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this post look familiar to u?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all 4 this post..&lt;br /&gt;thk u for viewiing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-1617415877444164268?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/1617415877444164268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=1617415877444164268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1617415877444164268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/1617415877444164268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-days.html' title='..happy days...'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SkpYFMvakcI/AAAAAAAAACM/hp5WUW0H_Ic/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-7085872765935382500</id><published>2009-06-25T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:25:25.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A JOKE THAt TURn a JOKE</title><content type='html'>well,&lt;br /&gt;u could say that im the funny man in the class..&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;so on wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;its my turn for the presentation... topic " chemistry in our daily life "&lt;br /&gt;i decided to tell a joke..&lt;br /&gt;since im the funny man...&lt;br /&gt;and trying to score extra mark by doing so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its starts like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" a very good morning to ms.chen our physical chem lecturer, and to all my friends that are present here. My topic for this chemical presentation today is about.................................................. ...................................................................."" SEXXX"" ..........................&lt;br /&gt;"pause"&lt;br /&gt;....................................."just joking, that was just to get ur attention....".......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only few of the guys laugh...&lt;br /&gt;others just look at me as if i have just said the most ridiculous thing they have ever heard in my life....&lt;br /&gt;not even a smile from their sweet faces...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;it was more funny to thk of  the scenario that just happen...&lt;br /&gt;i stood there telling a joke and got the coldest response any1 ever get, DURING PRESENTATtion...&lt;br /&gt;i felt like, making a FOOl out of myself...&lt;br /&gt;i guess those guys are chinese EDUCATED..&lt;br /&gt;cant get my english JOKES...&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings though ..&lt;br /&gt;and im 60% pretty embarest and 40% damn proud i have the balls to say tat joke in the 1st place...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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JOKE'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-5806736644006610329</id><published>2009-06-24T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:39:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINY DAY</title><content type='html'>When my class ended today...&lt;br /&gt;at about 4.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;as i walk out of the class.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gloomy sky begin to shower its tears upon the ground...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cooling chill that shakes up every cold receptor in my skin has been triggered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never i felt the stormy rain with so powerful that it sends shivers to my soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gloomy sky has become darken with clouds of darkness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trees were shaking unwittingly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thunderous sound, the mighty flash of light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes the trembling of natures glory and power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the torrents of blinding rain, that showers upon the earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sounds of nature that reach my ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt relieved, as if nature knows my pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stand in awe to witness this majestic and phenomena happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...&lt;br /&gt;i walk my ass in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;and became soaking wet...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;thxs Carmen 4 ur umbrella..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA...&lt;div 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DAY'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-6471673051901584382</id><published>2009-05-23T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:55:18.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TARC-is there any malays?</title><content type='html'>lol..&lt;br /&gt;recently i was ask this ques...&lt;br /&gt;and the answer is YES...&lt;br /&gt;there r plenty of malays in TArc........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;those floor sweepers, bus drivers , toilet cleaners... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;majority of malays does this...&lt;br /&gt;students...&lt;br /&gt;the ratio probably will b 1:100&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup...&lt;br /&gt;if ur racist...&lt;br /&gt;thn come to tarc...&lt;br /&gt;no malays..&lt;br /&gt;kantin with PORK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakaka..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6888459357286976465-6471673051901584382?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6471673051901584382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6888459357286976465&amp;postID=6471673051901584382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6471673051901584382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6888459357286976465/posts/default/6471673051901584382'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the year 2007,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was 16,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n join the seri petaling open badminton competiton ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i joined doubles n single ......under18...in the closed category...( seri petaling residents only la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st, doubles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i team up with my bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so the 1st round ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the opponents were 2 kids... i guess around 7 or 8 years old...(both of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so ...me n my bro was 16 n 18 thn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the opponents dad , ingat it was a mistake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coz we big boys mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n he complain to referee saying not fair ..this n tat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as if , they were gonna to win the tournament if it was under-12..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didnt daddy noe  his sons joined   UNDER 18??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b4 the the game, i told my brother , nvr look down on any opponent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just do our best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so we wack them la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smash... all thgs we oso do la...i admit we didnt give them any water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, it was 30 point rule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n they got around 5 points like tat la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after the game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the opponents father approuch me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n scolded me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"y smash them"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"they oso duno how 2 play"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n thn i smiled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if not scold back meh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i"m just having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;Methods To My Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wat i wanted the KIDS 2 noe is tat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm giving u face by not giving u chance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sounds ironic...(i thg their dad got me all wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;A Blessing In Disguise i would say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u c,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i play badminton , if u give water(chinese) 2 me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will feel  like i have been look down and the results i get is not reli wat it seems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so i only did wat i wanted others to do unto me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;besides tat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can give water no problem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i use LEFT hand n play , my partner stand by the side n drink water i 1 on 2 them, use 1 leg jump all around the court...n laugh during play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is tat wat u 1 4 ur kids 2 be humiliated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N daddy can thk me, thx for giving my sons a chance??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or just finish the game with honour..respect knowing truely u have tried UR BEST??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, me n bro lost in the 2nd round 2 the eventual champions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30-29 points...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last but not least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the moral of the story ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get ur own conclusion.........&lt;/span&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/6888459357286976465-5959969293251956056?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-212487000766625539</id><published>2009-02-28T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:18:27.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOg stealing FoOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..im back for another funny story..&lt;br /&gt;but this is a short 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was young lad...&lt;br /&gt;i took my dog out for a walk..&lt;br /&gt;so when i was crossing the road...&lt;br /&gt;i was looking left n right looking out for cars..&lt;br /&gt;i notice my dog was chewing on sumthg...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;n when i turn back n look...&lt;br /&gt;o shit, my dog stole ( CHar siew PAu ) which is offered to idols... u noe la chinese ppl always put their praying thgs near trees...&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;AT FIRST  i  laugh n tried to take away the pau from my dogs mouth...&lt;br /&gt;but my DOg enjoyEd the whole damn CSP..&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;i m innocent..so as the dog...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;imagine..ppl..&lt;br /&gt;wat if stray dogs come n pee there??&lt;br /&gt;isnt tat so degrading??&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SajI8bPYmhI/AAAAAAAAABk/p3UeJckLqLU/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SajI8bPYmhI/AAAAAAAAABk/p3UeJckLqLU/s320/Copy+of+P1010093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307713101286119954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS my BITCH.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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FoOD?'/><author><name>WH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17183096639538882643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/S_fz60FU5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oX0I49OFD7Y/S220/DSC01164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SajI8bPYmhI/AAAAAAAAABk/p3UeJckLqLU/s72-c/Copy+of+P1010093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888459357286976465.post-437733622807185762</id><published>2009-02-27T12:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:40:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAdminton STOries- MY fAll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so yesterday i was talking to my mum about badminton..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;suddenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;i remembered when i was in primary skol...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played mixed doubles in msskl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the funny thg is this...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my partner which is a girl...in order to win...&lt;br /&gt;u need to do NTH.............&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;only just squad  down at the left  corner of the court n stay there.....except for SERVING ball la......&lt;br /&gt;tat was my badminton strategy n tactics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;n i was playing 1 on 2.....a.k.a 1 man show&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;with this way..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;we entered semi finals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;it may sound imposiible to sum people..&lt;br /&gt;but.. seriously... tats the ultimate strategy to w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;in mixed doubles under-12 ...&lt;br /&gt;becoz women just slow MEN down ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;IT is an unspoken fact which  is WOmen is downfall of MAN...for a case in point, ADam n EVE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;this is fact not sexiest..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;the story goes on like this...........&lt;br /&gt;b4 the semi final game...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partners mum actualy have a chat wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;h me...&lt;br /&gt;n told me 2 trust my partner n we r a team n we must trust each other,&lt;br /&gt;losing is alright n most important is 2 have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;so it began...whr she started giving back sum strokes ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm i couldnt remember how much we lost...&lt;br /&gt;but i thk it was close...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;lose nvm.. her daugther cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Again WOMEN....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;n in the end  we ended up in 3rd place...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(top 3rd mixed doubles in the whole KL)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;considering it was 1st time partnership...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the moral of the story is...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;sumtimes....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;u have to let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; a MAN do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; his thg...&lt;br /&gt;not b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;em down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;aha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SadtrZihInI/AAAAAAAAABc/L_xpgRdt8sE/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sV09gqC4qB4/SadtrZihInI/AAAAAAAAABc/L_xpgRdt8sE/s320/DSC00799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307331278236885618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is the medal i got for bergu campuran..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6888459357286976465-437733622807185762?l=truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truthisharderthanfiction.blogspot.com/feeds/437733622807185762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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