<?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-8146675400927197500</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:10:02.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Did I Know</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-3621739032529166285</id><published>2009-11-15T00:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:31:07.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well. Let me update you a lil bit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;We went for AAR concert for our 7th month anniversary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a great time. Till we got to the concert.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Qis fainted and I had to carry her out from the crowd to the medic tent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was really worried.. like.. Is she gonna be okay?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well. At least she’s alright =]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;You sent me a message on Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope you read this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love you Qistina.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have always loved you. I have always forgave you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;For the things you’ve said and the things you’ve done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;You might consider me the second best thing that’s happen to you this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even after everything you’ve put me through.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I can honestly say, You are the best thing that happened to me this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Alex.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-3621739032529166285?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3621739032529166285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/11/happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3621739032529166285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3621739032529166285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/11/happenings.html' title='Happenings.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-3257753807191374874</id><published>2009-10-24T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:57:43.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metaphors =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;We have new names!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;If Farah and Carmen are in the same location,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Saying the name Farah and Carmen will be tiring,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;So!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Metaphor Gang presents…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Farmen!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;F- from Farah,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;-armen from Carmen&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;It can be used in a sentence such as,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Is Farmen there yet?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Where is Farmen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoy the new metaphor =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sexy Lexy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-3257753807191374874?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3257753807191374874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/metaphors-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3257753807191374874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3257753807191374874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/metaphors-d.html' title='Metaphors =D'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-107981354705611677</id><published>2009-10-21T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:37:37.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Tuesday morning, I slept at 5 a.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then was woken up by Sean Loo, for breakfast =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to the gym, and later a jog around the lake. And basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bio exam was today =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy f**k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Bio exam was ok i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks when you hear other people's answer is different than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray mine is the correct one =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Qis asked me to make her lasagna again.&lt;br /&gt;By Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, I'll try to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it from another view,&lt;br /&gt;If all you see is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay1 and 2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love some wasabi and tempura weih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finals, we hit Tony Roma's. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna join us for mamak?&lt;br /&gt;And pan mee. (Gay1's fav)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally admire John Mayer.&lt;br /&gt;His guitar riffs and lyrics are totally awesome =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd recommend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slow Dancing in a Burning Room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who says&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm gonna find another you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dreaming with a broken heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free Fallin'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daughters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;All the songs above are from John Mayer =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, to Carl Lyn and Faris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th to ya in...6 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slexie&lt;br /&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/8146675400927197500-107981354705611677?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/107981354705611677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/107981354705611677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/107981354705611677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-day.html' title='What a day.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-2289206996089238058</id><published>2009-10-19T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:02:21.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Codenames =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been installed into the Metaphorica Gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopie =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Lemme introduce to you the members?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay1, Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;Gay2, Faris&lt;br /&gt;Gay3, Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the group all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheering our thirds whenever they feel down =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gay 1 is down, Gay2 and 3 shall help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Gay2 is down, Gay1 and 3 shall help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Gay 2 needs help =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new creed for the Metaphorica Gang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help the Gay thats in need&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/8146675400927197500-2289206996089238058?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2289206996089238058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/codenames-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2289206996089238058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2289206996089238058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/codenames-d.html' title='Codenames =D'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-2283999180874353810</id><published>2009-10-18T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:13:36.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free falling till I hit the bottom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom's birthday is tomorrow =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated it earlier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis, Aaron and me baked Apple crumble cheese cake =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes or breaks.&lt;br /&gt; Its the only thing that holds it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I'm staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 years time, will you still love me and stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex&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/8146675400927197500-2283999180874353810?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2283999180874353810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-falling-till-i-hit-bottom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2283999180874353810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2283999180874353810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/free-falling-till-i-hit-bottom.html' title='Free falling till I hit the bottom'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-3501154291815739953</id><published>2009-10-11T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:12:29.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See pass my smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So people. Lots of things happened =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked lasagna for Qis.&lt;br /&gt;I keep to my promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. Finals are tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-ed up eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And. I'm so happy for my two friends =']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him. Treat her well.&lt;br /&gt;To her. Treat him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the Metaphorica Gang =D&lt;br /&gt;3rd member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&amp;amp;2 members are. Lawrence and Faris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole different note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See pass my smile,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see my heart.&lt;br /&gt;See pass my heart,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see my soul.&lt;br /&gt;If you can see beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;All you'll find is an empty hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Does not mean I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;That I feel better or that I'm ever going to be okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't unbreak a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex.&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/8146675400927197500-3501154291815739953?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3501154291815739953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/see-pass-my-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3501154291815739953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3501154291815739953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/see-pass-my-smile.html' title='See pass my smile.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-6628024016787597187</id><published>2009-10-07T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:09:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambitions towards a better world</title><content type='html'>Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about ambitions =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one. I wanna be a psychiatrist =]&lt;br /&gt;Sadly my mom disapproves.&lt;br /&gt;She says " Its a difficult job. You'll have to hear people's troubles and you'll end up living their lives instead of yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with that actually. But to me, everyone needs someone who they can confide to, and to seek help and guidance in life. I want to be a child psychiatrist, as I believe if we can help the young, they'll grow up with good mental health e.g high self esteem, humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one small step towards a better world and one huge step for me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to go through 5 years of med school, then major in psychiatry. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I got a haircut =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-6628024016787597187?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6628024016787597187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/ambitions-towards-better-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/6628024016787597187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/6628024016787597187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/ambitions-towards-better-world.html' title='Ambitions towards a better world'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-3598090705002692957</id><published>2009-10-05T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:38:05.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I ever wanted was you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday. Had a nice day today =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner last night for my family =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I CAN cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel Hair Pomodro served with salmon fillet with melted mozarella and a side&lt;br /&gt;of roasted vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. I'm hungry =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing my mom said was. Thank God I have a son who can cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D weehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I could follow you to the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;Just to relive the start,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe then, we'd remember to slow down&lt;br /&gt;On all our favourite parts' - *Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* say what you want. But they have nicer words to nicer meanings&lt;br /&gt;than some old philosopher*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it all again.&lt;br /&gt;If I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn back the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the ex-boyfriend, minus the harsh words spoken,&lt;br /&gt;Minus the hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't. The best I can do is to get up and walk on.&lt;br /&gt;I can always forgive. But I can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know true joy if we never tasted sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8146675400927197500-3598090705002692957?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3598090705002692957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-i-ever-wanted-was-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3598090705002692957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/3598090705002692957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-i-ever-wanted-was-you.html' title='All I ever wanted was you.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-5371801871323393908</id><published>2009-10-03T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:59:19.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies Accepted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're right. Even if you deleted the post.&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your mood keep taking swings at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm barely standing from the last swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me. What do you wanna do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause. I don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept your apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having a 3rd person in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll always be compared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex.&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/8146675400927197500-5371801871323393908?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5371801871323393908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/apologies-accepted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5371801871323393908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5371801871323393908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/apologies-accepted.html' title='Apologies Accepted'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-8344905392555435973</id><published>2009-10-03T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:20:49.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>False illusions and Longer shortcuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a fun time last night =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad your mom enjoyed the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Mental note.&lt;br /&gt;Cut down on the sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ignore it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8146675400927197500-8344905392555435973?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8344905392555435973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/false-illusions-and-longer-shortcuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8344905392555435973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8344905392555435973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/false-illusions-and-longer-shortcuts.html' title='False illusions and Longer shortcuts'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-2001464484652048546</id><published>2009-10-01T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:53:46.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange cake and a swollen nut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I baked Qis's mom a cake today.&lt;br /&gt;A whole orange cake.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring work considering i don't have an electric whisk at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Grow forearms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Um.. If you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8th =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the people who do know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my nuts are swollen 0.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lexie.&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/8146675400927197500-2001464484652048546?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2001464484652048546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/orange-cake-and-swollen-nut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2001464484652048546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2001464484652048546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/10/orange-cake-and-swollen-nut.html' title='Orange cake and a swollen nut.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-8079598051944627202</id><published>2009-09-29T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:20:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll do my best. But i doubt I'll forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally have a song together =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beautiful mess" by Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it suits our situation, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;What we have is beautiful. Its just messed up =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Its like taking a guess, when the only answer is 'Yes' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. To you guys out there wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. We are back together.&lt;br /&gt;Officially.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its never really over till the love really dies.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;I said what i had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't hate me if i can't.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me when i do.&lt;br /&gt;Cause deep down.&lt;br /&gt;I know i always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human and a panda.&lt;br /&gt;and your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&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/8146675400927197500-8079598051944627202?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8079598051944627202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-do-my-best-but-ill-never-let-it-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8079598051944627202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8079598051944627202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-do-my-best-but-ill-never-let-it-go.html' title='I&apos;ll do my best. But i doubt I&apos;ll forget'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-8657320304592559700</id><published>2009-09-28T03:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T04:27:23.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time limit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;She's the only girl that I cared this much for.&lt;br /&gt;She's the only girl that has all my love now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have her now.&lt;br /&gt;She's mine.&lt;br /&gt;But she won't stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked cookies for her today.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her one whole box.&lt;br /&gt;She's happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do bring some sort of joy to her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love you and I don't wanna lose you.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end. I will have to.&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fulfill your promise.&lt;br /&gt;You'll lose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I type this with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;Know that I love you more than he ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey Bear.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-8657320304592559700?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8657320304592559700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-limit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8657320304592559700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8657320304592559700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-limit.html' title='The time limit.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-4357875502287728850</id><published>2009-09-28T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:54:45.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time ticking for my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-4357875502287728850?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4357875502287728850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-ticking-for-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/4357875502287728850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/4357875502287728850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-ticking-for-my-heart.html' title='The time ticking for my heart.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-2821902829137724182</id><published>2009-09-27T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:20:20.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My version of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient.&lt;br /&gt;Love is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Love is always there.&lt;br /&gt;Love is caring.&lt;br /&gt;Love gives hope.&lt;br /&gt;Love brings joy&lt;br /&gt;Love brings sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Love brings laughter&lt;br /&gt;Love brings tears.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;Love teaches.&lt;br /&gt;Love never wavers.&lt;br /&gt;Love never dies.&lt;br /&gt;Love comforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex.&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/8146675400927197500-2821902829137724182?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2821902829137724182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-version-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2821902829137724182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2821902829137724182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-version-of-love.html' title='My version of Love'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-5373040533226968300</id><published>2009-09-27T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:05:26.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Phrases =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i had a relatively boring day.&lt;br /&gt;As usual =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something.. awkward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself a timetable =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. one of the few objectives in doing so are :&lt;br /&gt;1. Get VISIBLE abs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Grow taller (stretching etc.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Get A relatively good number of A's in the coming finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Wish me luck people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can do it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for that answer of yours.&lt;br /&gt;When?&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/8146675400927197500-5373040533226968300?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5373040533226968300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/catch-phrases-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5373040533226968300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5373040533226968300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/catch-phrases-d.html' title='Catch Phrases =D'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-2539302563226564219</id><published>2009-09-25T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:38:49.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to bury it =</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo.. I've just put her to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Been doing that for the past.. 2 months i think?&lt;br /&gt;I'll call her and talk till she falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I can't sleep. Its now... 2.22 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Nice number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't find him as a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't find something nice about&lt;br /&gt;someone who constantly disturbs a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one hurdle that i wanna jump over and never look back at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the shovel. Just tell me when and where I can bury it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i really don't want to see it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Honey Bear&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/8146675400927197500-2539302563226564219?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2539302563226564219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-bury-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2539302563226564219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/2539302563226564219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-bury-it.html' title='I need to bury it ='/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-4571667680601503637</id><published>2009-09-24T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:07:31.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We can see it with our eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good day people =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday. The Coke and Sprite at McDs were.. gas-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who orders a carbonated soda.. without.. it being carbonated?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to basketball at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If i knew it would hurt. I would not have done it =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mopples&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/8146675400927197500-4571667680601503637?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4571667680601503637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-magic-when-theres-tragic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/4571667680601503637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/4571667680601503637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-magic-when-theres-tragic.html' title='We can see it with our eyes'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-5531833617073001845</id><published>2009-09-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:07:49.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have loads of nicknames =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first nickname was given to me.. by Zheng Kai.&lt;br /&gt;Std 1. He called me. Sir Alex Ferguson and Alexander Graham Bell.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame his lameness. Blame the fact that he was 8 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second one.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Lexie.&lt;br /&gt;Was given when I was.. std 5-6.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why.. But yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third.&lt;br /&gt;Honey bear.&lt;br /&gt;Given by Qis.&lt;br /&gt;A sentence I told her that kinda went out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly.&lt;br /&gt;Mopples.&lt;br /&gt;Was given again, by her, because i was 'moppy'.&lt;br /&gt;It was 2 a.m I was sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off with my original name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Oh Keng Yew =D&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/8146675400927197500-5531833617073001845?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5531833617073001845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/nicknames-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5531833617073001845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5531833617073001845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/nicknames-d.html' title='Nicknames =D'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-8059906660245428575</id><published>2009-09-23T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:00:41.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies and Add maths.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up and said.&lt;br /&gt;I shall bake today =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chunk cookies.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to bake an orange cake later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also gonna do some revision while they ( the cookies) are in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F**k it. Hate exams. Hate the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you that you don't have to worry about your insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more worried of mine =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Lexie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8146675400927197500-8059906660245428575?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8059906660245428575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/cookies-and-add-maths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8059906660245428575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/8059906660245428575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/cookies-and-add-maths.html' title='Cookies and Add maths.'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-5425970299021113012</id><published>2009-09-23T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:12:23.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day. Another way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soooo... i woke up at 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;Slept around 3.30&lt;br /&gt;Dang! Just 1 hour short of the recommended time =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm suppose to be at a party.&lt;br /&gt;But parents left me stranded at home.&lt;br /&gt;With two cars.. But no drivers liscence.&lt;br /&gt;F***k up much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait till i get my driver's liscence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... since i was stuck at home..&lt;br /&gt;I did what any young teenage boy would do&lt;br /&gt;during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Did&lt;br /&gt;Revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add maths, chemistry and modern maths.&lt;br /&gt;All my weak ass subjects.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question I pose to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I fit in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. I'm as confused as you are =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mopples.&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/8146675400927197500-5425970299021113012?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5425970299021113012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/soooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5425970299021113012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/5425970299021113012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/soooo.html' title='Another day. Another way'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-7671086927299380670</id><published>2009-09-22T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:06:22.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A second shot to happiness?</title><content type='html'>Most of you know by now.&lt;br /&gt;But those of you who don't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm single once more =] ]=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest. I did not see it coming. The break up I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did love her. I did everything I could to keep it going.&lt;br /&gt;But guess I was just holding a clump of sand.&lt;br /&gt;Where the tighter I held on. The more it kept slipping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did have a chance to get her back.&lt;br /&gt;I would take it.&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't want to risk her happiness with him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one said letting go would be easy. No one ever said it would be this hard either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8146675400927197500-7671086927299380670?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7671086927299380670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-shot-to-happiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/7671086927299380670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/7671086927299380670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/second-shot-to-happiness.html' title='A second shot to happiness?'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8146675400927197500.post-94363872120475991</id><published>2009-09-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:16:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Did I Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;First blog I created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8146675400927197500-94363872120475991?l=slexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/feeds/94363872120475991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-did-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/94363872120475991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8146675400927197500/posts/default/94363872120475991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slexie.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-did-i-know.html' title='Little Did I Know'/><author><name>Slexie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15845238796374379506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
