<?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-4425333384153613119</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:44:11.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥♥Imma Gurl, Not Yet A Woman♥♥♥</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm in the middle of late teenager to adulthood which sounds simple...but for me, alot that I've learn n went thru...and seriously it's not easy being in both worlds...esp. when it comes to my love life..this blog is dedicated to all readers, based on my own experiences,philosophy and personal thoughts....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eMyMaX_sAkUrA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08563771805264304905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Uxo0ChHqE/TMXRu82pNqI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL9va0JWAfw/S220/DSC03823.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425333384153613119.post-263754903371689496</id><published>2008-11-24T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:15:31.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4rd Chapter...Loose Ties ~.~ Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!! It's been an uber long time since I updated my blog XD... I was having writer's block for awhile &amp;amp; also abit busy with my work.. But anyways, as i promised, this chapter will tell you about my 3rd mini love shot which happened during i was in matriculation centre, taking pre - degree course in architecture...hehe freshies love, check it out ^.^but beware, its kinda psychotic XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hmmm, this guy - I will refer him as D, a psychology student. How we met? Through a leadership camp whereby me &amp;amp; him were among the facilitators &amp;amp; yes, he was quite out stands the guys in the committee. Throughout the camp, he tried to get close to me, always find me during rest time &amp;amp; try to have a chat with me whenever he can. Undeniable that he is 1 caring person &amp;amp; somehow I started to have a crush on him. After post-mortem for the camp, he confessed to me &amp;amp; proposed me to be his GF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So we started being together, went out just like other couples, calls &amp;amp; SMS &amp;amp; all, but the only weird thing was , not even 1 of our committee friends knew about it. Don't know why, he said wanna make it a secret. I felt weird but never think to ask him the reason. Among the funniest moments, we wanna save our money on mobile prepaid, I took my father's walkie talkie set &amp;amp; lent him 1. Since our hostels like only 500m away, so the reception is very clear. Our other friends were like so jealous coz some of them also having BFs who live at the hostels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Everything was so smooth till one day, he said he wanna go double date with our committee friends, which the guy is his roommate. So, the other couple was shocked to see me &amp;amp; him. But I took it as normal ,coz they didn't know so its a normal reaction when we see something unexpected. So we walked , holding hands, but still i felt the other couple like felt awkward but tried to hide it. So, I felt so curious but just keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Three days after the double date, all committee members got a meeting for our post-programme party. I went to the meeting but he didn't. Then after the meeting, his roommate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;approached me with a worried face. This was our conversation was like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Hey R, wassup?Are u sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R : Emy, can i ask u sumthing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Sure, just shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R: Are you with D, as in for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Zzzzzzz...duh...got ppl couple for fun ar? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R : Ok... now I really dunno how to say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Erk, is there anything wrong about me &amp;amp; D?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-----Silence for few seconds----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: U better tell, I feel something wrong already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R: Did he tell you about our dorm outing to watch movies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Yeah, since all of you were going are guys so he suggested that I don't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;----Silence again----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: R, what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R :Actually, yes all guys but got 1 girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me: Really ? who's GF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R : D's GF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me : what????????????!!!!! [ at this time I felt like jell-O, thank god I was leaning at the wall]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R : He said that gurl is his GF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me : So, I was his mistress all these time???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R : I know what he did is wrong so that's why i tell u. I don't want u to be cheated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Me : Well, I already am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then I went back to my hostel, I thought I wanna keep it to myself till he confess. But after three days, I can't hold it anymore. I called &amp;amp; said that I wanna meet him. Then, he came to see me with his friend. That time, I talked in monotonous voice, heartbroken voice. I asked him about it &amp;amp; he confessed. I hold my tears, and tell him if not his friend was there, i would just slap him. Then he apologised, I said I said no. Then I said I am so disappointed with him &amp;amp; I ran back to my hostel room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then when I reached my room, I remembered there was no verdict of our meeting. So I called him, that time he sat at our football field. He said he felt so guilty, when he coupled with me, he was having problem with his GF, being with me making he felt happier &amp;amp; took him away from his problem. So, I was in crying mode, ask him to choose one of us. Sadly, he chose his GF. So, I said thanks for everything &amp;amp; hope God will pay back on what he did to me &amp;amp; I hang up the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2 days after that, his friend who was there during our last meeting, came to see me. He said that I shouldn't have seduced D at the 1st place. I was shocked coz that was not what happened. I was so mad &amp;amp; tell his friend that he was the 1 who wanna stead with me, &amp;amp; he said he don't have anyone that time. I asked him to talked to R who knew the truth also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;His friend was so mad that D lied to him so that nite, all his roommates made a meeting &amp;amp; he got bashed by his friends, saying he brought down the dorm's name by being a playboy. Most of his roommates are my friends &amp;amp; 1 of them was my schoolmate &amp;amp; very close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So since then, he got out casted by his roommates for more than 2 weeks &amp;amp; during that period, he went to classes from his house. by motorbike.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But the story did not ended there. For few months, every time I bump into him, I ignored him. Till 1 day, he gave me a diskette. In there, he put his self-made poem of apology &amp;amp; tell how much he missed me. So I replied with my poem also. This poem thingy went on for 2 weeks then he tried to proposed me again. But I said, I can't coz I was with some1 [i fake it XD]. I said that just to see whether he will wait for me. But as expected, 2 weeks after that, I got knew he had a new GF. I know he thought I was easy. But, unfortunately, I am not. So, now we lost contact already since I took express course &amp;amp; graduated earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;p/s: Whoa... that was dang twisted case issit? OK, next chapter will be my 1st serious relationship with 1 younger guy... it was so unexpected ... so keep check put for my updates =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&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/4425333384153613119-263754903371689496?l=littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/263754903371689496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4425333384153613119&amp;postID=263754903371689496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/263754903371689496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/263754903371689496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/2008/11/4rd-chapterloose-ties-part-3.html' title='4rd Chapter...Loose Ties ~.~ Part 3'/><author><name>eMyMaX_sAkUrA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08563771805264304905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Uxo0ChHqE/TMXRu82pNqI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL9va0JWAfw/S220/DSC03823.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425333384153613119.post-8331545253221663207</id><published>2008-08-12T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:23:58.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Chapter... Loose Ties -.- part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hmmm...this chapter will tell you guys about my 2nd mini relationship and this 1....lasted for a week only...why? let's go for the full story of this ridiculous love episode..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Okay, this guy, I refer him as S, who was my closest friend in primary school. Anytime, we must be together, everywhere in the school,even in class. But that moment, I was too naive about love so, I was just being close friends with him, never realised he liked me. And I remembered it was in June, when he suddenly gave me a gift and I said it was not yet my birthday. But he insisted me to accept so I took it. But in the end, I gave it to a friend since I didn't need it. He never knew. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Everything was fine till 1 week before our UPSR exam. All of a sudden, he didn't wanna talk to me or hangout with me anymore.I never knew why this happened but 1 thing, it lead us to an argument. Since that, everytime we bump into each other, we cursed 1 another. Even worst, we went to the same secondary school and we bumped even more often since our class was side by side. This scenario was prolonged for a year and guess what...we got into the same class in Form 2. That was the climax where everytime I see him, I made it obvious that I was annoyed with him. Then 1 day, during science subject period, we were the last 2 who went out from class to go to the lab. We talked and he said he had enough of fights. And trust me, till that moment, I still wonder why those fights even happened and what made him acted like he did before we argued in primary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But it was not long, till 1 of my old classmates hungout with me and this topic was suddenly brought up. She told me that S heard rumours about me having a crush on1 our classmate a.k.a head prefect and pissed off. My friend also said that S actually treated me as his GF, not buddies. I was like...laughing coz I never saw that coming. So, i just keep it with me, but serious...it was damn hard coz I tend to hold myself from laughing whenever I see him &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ok, then after our talk, we became good friends again. And we was seperated when we was in Form 4 coz both of us gotta go for different technical school. We got back in touch after we finished school. And that was after my 1st relationship. And yup, routine calls everyday till 1 day he confessed to me. And not surprisingly, I accepted him and we decided to keep it as a secret for awhile. On the third day since our relationship begun, we went for outing with our other good friends. And that day out became our unofficial 1st date. We went ice skating, and it was damn fun that time.We enjoyed ourselves and no 1 realised our closeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Day goes by and on 6th day, as usual, he called me. During our conversation, he asked me how to be the best guy in my life. Then I told him, till that moment, that title was owned by my ex boyfriend. And I told him why, so he may know what I need in my Mr. Right. But he took it wrongly and felt offended. He became so quiet and I tried to persuade him to talk by apologising and telling him that I was answering to his question only, but at the end, he hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Unlike the 1st case, he called me the next day. But he did it at the wrong time. That time I was worked up coz my mom scolded me about something, which I didn't remember. And believe it or not...the 1st topic he brought up was how he want to see me look thinner, which that time I was abit chubby. I exploded coz I did told him that I hate people see me physically and obviously he was just poured oil to the fire, just as to get back on me. Then I scolded him and then we broke up. So that's the end of our 7-days relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;To be continued..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;p/s: there u go...one ridiculous episode...for me luh XD..okay, part 3 will be my 1st relationship when I went for pre-university course. A psychology student, and a hint...it will be one psychotic story...so stay on reading^^&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/4425333384153613119-8331545253221663207?l=littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/8331545253221663207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4425333384153613119&amp;postID=8331545253221663207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/8331545253221663207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/8331545253221663207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-3-loose-ties-part-2.html' title='3rd Chapter... Loose Ties -.- part 2'/><author><name>eMyMaX_sAkUrA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08563771805264304905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Uxo0ChHqE/TMXRu82pNqI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL9va0JWAfw/S220/DSC03823.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425333384153613119.post-6335005501682756955</id><published>2008-07-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:22:57.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Chapter....Loose Ties -.- part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last chapter, I told you about my 1st love experience, and I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of comments from my friends...Some said he was creepy and some said it was weird..but tell u wad...I'm here to share my experiences with you all, believe it or not, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ur&lt;/span&gt; call ^^...so next, as i promised...the 5 relationships &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; slit in my 1st love history..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;One thing for sure, I actually tried to forget him, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why this mini relationships existed... well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; its sounds short....so I will briefly tell u wad happened in each relationship...starting from the 1st one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This guy, I will call him H. So H was my long lost primary school friend. and yup, among my crushes too...I finally reached him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;technical&lt;/span&gt; school right after finish my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So I called him, then he called me...and it was like our routine, calls everyday.....and it went on for a month before we got attached. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; one time his mom called my dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; she said my house number was all over the bills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;...well wad to do ...no all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; have mobile that timecoz very expensive...so my parents knows about us...and really I already started to let go of my 1st BF at that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But then something that I realised. H can easily put me aside when it comes to games. sounds funny? no it was not. I was so pissed that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; picked up my call and not even call me back afterwards to explain. It was happened when one day, I called and his sis picked up. She called him again and again to answer the call but no response...it went about 5mins then his sis said that she gonna hangup...then she hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Believe me, that time I was thinking, there will be chances that he leave me for other things in the world.So, I made my decision to stop contacting him. And guess wad, he didnt contact me either. But then, after 1 month, I got call from him...and I didn't feel anything about it.During that call, we argued about the thing that happened when I last called him. So, he said sorry but I told him that it didnt worked anymoe. I feel out of love already. How he could be so insensitive, just contact me after a month. So, I told him that I wanna &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To be continued......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: So, there goes my 1st part of my loose ties, next case...another story with my best friend when I was in primary school....so stay reading^^&lt;/em&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/4425333384153613119-6335005501682756955?l=littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/6335005501682756955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4425333384153613119&amp;postID=6335005501682756955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/6335005501682756955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/6335005501682756955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-chapterloose-ties-part-1.html' title='2nd Chapter....Loose Ties -.- part 1'/><author><name>eMyMaX_sAkUrA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08563771805264304905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Uxo0ChHqE/TMXRu82pNqI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL9va0JWAfw/S220/DSC03823.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4425333384153613119.post-4060109174867067163</id><published>2008-07-26T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:19:48.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning....Long Didn't Mean Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Since childhood, I've been living in a family, and used to be pampered by all the elders...even till now I still feel like a spoilt child...Like other kids,I was living in a normal happy life till I first knew what was love and how was it felt to like someone....I started to have lil' crushes on my classmates but it didn't affected my life yet then...after awhile, it all changed when I was approached by a guy when i was in Form 3, who I knew since we were babies...we were growing up together but I just knew he liked me when he came and confessed his feelings...and that's when my love journey started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The fact that we were living far apart from each other, added up challenges in our relationship. Lotsa people said high school loves are just monkey loves, but we had proved it was wrong. Long distance relationships need great trust and that was what we brought with us, each other's faith. And our meeting less than 5 times a year, even make it harder. But both are so determined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Through years, we started to adapt with each other and the relationship prolonged till 8 years... but with the obstacles that we had, we did have series of breakups...which each time that happened, we went to patch up with new partners...but dont know if this called strong bondage or fate, this lil relationships didnt last long and we came back together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Specifically, we broke up about 5 times throughout our relationship...means I patched up with 5 guys which we had short term relationships during the breakups, but that will be a different story. As time goes by, things changed, so with us. Our relationship became shaky after my 2 weeks trip to Shanghai. He suddenly become possesive, and started accusing me having affair, being over curious everytime I was having tight schedule and datelines to be followed. But it was not true because I was busy finishing our outcome from the study trip. But it was like too good to be true to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was trying to tolerant by taking it as his unstable mood swings but after a month, things were just getting worst. He demanded for me to tell him every thing that I do , with who, how long and those lengthy details every each day. From that time, i started to feel suffocated, trying hard to get free. Then its was like that for another month, where I had decided that I couldn't hold it anymore. So I ask for break up which as expected, he refused to let me go. So another 2 weeks, I kept avoiding his calls and texts till one day his sister texted me saying that he agreed to let me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So April 2008 was a fresh start, a new beginning in my love life... And that's when i started my virtual life in Habbo MY/SG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To be continued.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;p/s:next story will be on the short terms relationships ^^ so stay reading XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4425333384153613119-4060109174867067163?l=littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/feeds/4060109174867067163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4425333384153613119&amp;postID=4060109174867067163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/4060109174867067163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4425333384153613119/posts/default/4060109174867067163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlelovelifescribbles.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginningtime-is-not-factor.html' title='The Beginning....Long Didn&apos;t Mean Last'/><author><name>eMyMaX_sAkUrA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08563771805264304905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44Uxo0ChHqE/TMXRu82pNqI/AAAAAAAAALA/zL9va0JWAfw/S220/DSC03823.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
