<?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-8644261392461853623</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:42:58.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr 1Cent</title><subtitle type='html'>Mr 1Cent VS Ms Priceless</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mingwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-858.friendster.com/e1/photos/85/89/22109858/1_933862229l.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-8644261392461853623.post-7944386084454478801</id><published>2009-08-30T13:45:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:24:42.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final post</title><content type='html'>when i last wrote in here, it was nearly 2 yrs ago, when i just got tgt with my beloved gf, edwiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 2 yrs later, i'm writing in here again, but as the last post. We will not be tgt anymore; she has a new bf, and she dislikes me, and forgotten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's has been long, since i last write in a blog. i dun haf this habit, thou edwiana used to keep pestering me to restart my blog. i nv, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly have alot of things to say. we used to quarrel now and then, but i nv had as much things as this time to say. So much that i dunno where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just heartbreaking to see the person who i still love, holding, hugging, kissing another guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thruout these years, she has nv believed in my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv wanted to quarrel wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is also, a simple and carefree love. just being wif someone u love and able to see her, no matter how short, is very happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the nasty times, when i'm sick, when sch stresses me, when biz or work seems untoleratable, i can bear it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my mother passed away, i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw how my sis's bf came down everyday to accompany and support her thru our possibly the most difficult time in our lives, i cant help thinking where is the person i love and care for so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and does she noe that i miss her so much during tat period of time, and yet i cant see her cos of what happened to my mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met her, finally after my mother's stuff settled. she shouted at me when i talked about my mother. I was heartbroken, 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nv blame her, cos this is her, this is edwiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a fren, or if i dun see her as someone i care so much, i wouldnt feel tat way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe in the past, i will laugh it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for someone i love, at this difficult point of time... it's very hard for me to swallow the already huge pain and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother is gone. life's not gonna be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided, maybe it's time for me to heal all my wounds, to correct my mistakes, to see what path i wan to take again. So maybe i should stop contacting her, and these are wat i told her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but deep in my heart, i'm silently hoping that, she will eventually miss me more, ask me how am i doing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i say, she nv believe in my love for her at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever is the case, it's all over le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rem her mother saying, if two are fated, no matter how long or wat happens, they will still be tgt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 1st hope has been dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my revived new hope, is just to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she still can rem that, there was once a person called mingwei, her bf,  who accompanied her thru some of her major life events, like O Levels, Prom ntie, first job, Poly admission etc; and her, edwiana, as my gf, accompanied thru my life events like NS, ORD, work, driving lessons and test, NTU etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. her new bf is her classmate. I've helped her in choosing her poly course; i felt i've created the opportunity for them to meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let time prove everything. let it prove my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Mr 1Cent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4T94y_07DM/RgqN0tPiHCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Es8iwST0f8M/s1600/PIC07046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4T94y_07DM/RgqN0tPiHCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Es8iwST0f8M/s1600/PIC07046.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644261392461853623-7944386084454478801?l=mr1cent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/feeds/7944386084454478801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8644261392461853623&amp;postID=7944386084454478801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/7944386084454478801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/7944386084454478801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-post.html' title='final post'/><author><name>Mingwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-858.friendster.com/e1/photos/85/89/22109858/1_933862229l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4T94y_07DM/RgqN0tPiHCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Es8iwST0f8M/s72-c/PIC07046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644261392461853623.post-7427642842239072424</id><published>2007-10-15T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:15:00.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>popular shopping spree</title><content type='html'>went wif my dear to popular to SHOP ytd. yar, it's rite. SHOPPING in POPULAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to buy stationeries for her Os, plus i wanted to buy some folders and books as well, so brought her to Tampines Popular. anyway i oso got the NDP 15% discount voucher haben use yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. she bought lotsa of stuff, pens, pencils, erasers etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxME3zuaavI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q-6SYbDpKg4/s1600-h/IMAGE_03702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxME3zuaavI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q-6SYbDpKg4/s320/IMAGE_03702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121442558074579698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid dear go and buy, erm.... i tink, 9 pieces of erasers in total! she siao one. i tink she's planning to rub all her life, also cannot finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's cute la. love her like this... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxME4DuaawI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wDxvvWTCI5o/s1600-h/IMAGE_03700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxME4DuaawI/AAAAAAAAAOU/wDxvvWTCI5o/s320/IMAGE_03700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121442562369547010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644261392461853623-7427642842239072424?l=mr1cent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/feeds/7427642842239072424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8644261392461853623&amp;postID=7427642842239072424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/7427642842239072424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/7427642842239072424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/2007/10/popular-shopping-spree.html' title='popular shopping spree'/><author><name>Mingwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-858.friendster.com/e1/photos/85/89/22109858/1_933862229l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxME3zuaavI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q-6SYbDpKg4/s72-c/IMAGE_03702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644261392461853623.post-9069889919376718805</id><published>2007-10-14T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:55:41.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sat nite... without my dear...</title><content type='html'>just a short while before i went to bathe and prepare to go out, my dear drew a piece of, wat i tink a very sweet and nice drawing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she faxed it thru to me from her mum's office. so sweet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEhlDuaauI/AAAAAAAAAOE/w7D2jNYy3AA/s1600-h/IMAGE_03682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEhlDuaauI/AAAAAAAAAOE/w7D2jNYy3AA/s320/IMAGE_03682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120911171835816674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif a fren to catch a movie, called the Day Watch. Quite a boring movie. everything is in russian. dunno wat is the show about oso. watched until abit *blur*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to pub for a short while, before i took the Nite Owl bus 4N home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked wif my dear all the way home, even rite now while i'm typing this post, she's still wif me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEhkjuaatI/AAAAAAAAAN8/swcbfIY75Sw/s1600-h/IMAGE_03699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEhkjuaatI/AAAAAAAAAN8/swcbfIY75Sw/s320/IMAGE_03699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120911163245882066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me on the bus... while talking to my dear....&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/8644261392461853623-9069889919376718805?l=mr1cent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/feeds/9069889919376718805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8644261392461853623&amp;postID=9069889919376718805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/9069889919376718805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/9069889919376718805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/2007/10/sat-nite-without-my-dear.html' title='a sat nite... without my dear...'/><author><name>Mingwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-858.friendster.com/e1/photos/85/89/22109858/1_933862229l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEhlDuaauI/AAAAAAAAAOE/w7D2jNYy3AA/s72-c/IMAGE_03682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8644261392461853623.post-2812716566684598586</id><published>2007-10-14T03:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:44:55.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my dear....</title><content type='html'>i love my dear wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i just love her, love edwiana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBjuaaqI/AAAAAAAAANk/9DTomh5orww/s1600-h/edwiana10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBjuaaqI/AAAAAAAAANk/9DTomh5orww/s320/edwiana10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120909462438832802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBjuaarI/AAAAAAAAANs/G5U5H7U82h4/s1600-h/SP_A3756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBjuaarI/AAAAAAAAANs/G5U5H7U82h4/s320/SP_A3756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120909462438832818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBzuaasI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tbFBHiz3Zx8/s1600-h/SP_A3925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBzuaasI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tbFBHiz3Zx8/s320/SP_A3925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120909466733800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8644261392461853623-2812716566684598586?l=mr1cent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/feeds/2812716566684598586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8644261392461853623&amp;postID=2812716566684598586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/2812716566684598586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8644261392461853623/posts/default/2812716566684598586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr1cent.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-my-dear_14.html' title='i love my dear....'/><author><name>Mingwei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos-858.friendster.com/e1/photos/85/89/22109858/1_933862229l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__4T94y_07DM/RxEgBjuaaqI/AAAAAAAAANk/9DTomh5orww/s72-c/edwiana10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
