<?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-18516722</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:23:45.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Lynn's Diary*</title><subtitle type='html'>~THE INSIGHTS TO MY DAILY HAPPENINGS...~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18516722.post-113428278335274004</id><published>2005-12-11T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:48:20.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken pieces...</title><content type='html'>24 hours to the start of my finals and I'm feeling way worse than worse...&lt;br /&gt;Reasons?&lt;br /&gt;(i) Studies are incredibly tough to handle.. way above my league...&lt;br /&gt;(ii)Nothing can be as worse as getting into a fight with Jeng and the cause of it? Mervyn.&lt;br /&gt;(iii)Not being able to sleep for the past 24 hours due to reason no.2&lt;br /&gt;(iv)Having to down cups of coffee just to stay awake to get studies done just so i've a better chance to merely "understand" the questions; what more actually getting the workings right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a miserable day and I can't find a way to make it any better. It was the second time Mervyn came into the picture. 1st time was last week when 'he' (Jeng) mentioned that 'he' was upset and uncomfortable with the fact that Merv keeps calling and asking me out for drinks etc... After hours of convincing, 'he' decided to give it a shot with him. I was glad that 'he' was at least willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that a week later, 'he' brought it up again. After trying for another ONE time. I don't know what else to do. I've been nothing but incredibly honest with 'him' and Merv ever since it all started. When I'm out with Merv, he does ask me bout my current and I'm never too shy to mention how great its going. I'm just plain happy and now, I can finally be friends with him without the feeling of hating him to my guts. Yes I &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; hate him! no doubt. But because I'm so engrossed with what I have now that he doesn't matter. And I'm so much happier knowing that I don't have to have a enemy/friendship relationship and now, its just pure friendship.... I'm extremely clear of the fact that I love 'him' and &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; him. If only 'he' could see that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately 'he' can't seem to get pass it. Everytime he is around, 'he' freaks. And just 10 hours ago, 'he' showed his discontentment again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally manage to step out of the love(friendship)/hate relationship with Merv and I certainly don't want to get back into that cuz it SUX! And now, 'he' is indirectly asking me to get back into it just so we don't remain close friends. I'm so torn.... here I am &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; being able to just be plain happy about my friendship with Merv; I have to let it go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gals know how hard I've pulled myself through all these since everytime when something goes haywire, I talk to u gals... so you gals should have an idea what I mean... sighh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn't put in this situation... I don't know what to do... I've been trying my heart out to make 'him' feel as secure of my love as possible by being &lt;strong&gt;EXTREMELY &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY &lt;/strong&gt;honest with 'him' about everything I speak with Merv but yet its not enough.&lt;br /&gt;And because I was totally honest, there's now no more shield.. no options... I can't think of anything else I can do except leave it to the hands of:&lt;br /&gt;(i) The one I love so dearly...&lt;br /&gt;(ii) One whom I chose to remain close friends regardless of what happened before because it took everything out of me to hate his guts... and the best part is now I don't feel the need to cuz I know I don't love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its up to them... I'm all dried up...&lt;br /&gt;Exams in 24 hrs time and I'm freaking tired from tears and sleepless nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give up....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm all drained....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113428278335274004?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113428278335274004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113428278335274004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113428278335274004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113428278335274004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/12/broken-pieces.html' title='Broken pieces...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113301270126193359</id><published>2005-11-26T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T21:50:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say... so little time...</title><content type='html'>Yes.. I've been missing in action again. Mostly due to crazy, long hour classes I've been having for the past 1 month; 126 hours of study in 14 days straight to be exact! 9 hrs of classes everyday... I've grown physically weaker and emotionally &amp;amp; mentally sapped. So much so until I can't even keep track of the dates and days till FrEeEeDdDdooOmMmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my 21st Birhtday Celebration. Things turned out much better than I expected. Well, though I didn't expect much of it, but still... what more can a girl ask for in stressed up moments like this.. Lol! Then again, it was a great day. Glad to have spent it with people who mean a whole lot to me though it could've been much better with all my bestest babes and buddies being around. Nevertheless, having those around to celebrate with me was just as memorable and fun.&lt;br /&gt;To Choon, Sun, ShuMei, Grace, WeeLim, Keith (Grace's &lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;.. :P), Chorng Tyng, ChaiWye and my other great buddies, I LOVE YOU GUYS HEAPS!!!!! and thanks a bunch for all the pressies :P&lt;br /&gt;Will post up pictures and most entries regarding my birthday after exams ya... been so stressed up lately, my patience level is gradually thinning away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides exams, there are other matters which are running thru my mind even though THEY ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO since my exams around the corner..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be thanking my lucky stars but ever since I got together with my 'hun', it has been nothing but the Greatest. We can spend endless amount of hours gazing at each other and being swept away in the moment. We dont' even need to talk to one another! :) It has been Perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;....so perfect that I'm beginning to get all freaked out again. Afraid of getting so emotionally involved though I know Love, as we speak, is definitely in the air. But 'it' hit me. This was exactly how I got myself into a huge, miserable mistake with Mervyn. I was overly involved until I couldn't let him go... Somehow, deep down, I fear it'll happen again. Sighhh.... I love 'hun' so dearly....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the heart is fighting with the mind....* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wonder how you babes can remain your composure and be so sure that the one you love will always love you just as much?&lt;br /&gt;'Hun' has provided me with sense of security.. but I just can't assure myself that I won't be hurt..... *&lt;em&gt;slapping myself&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... back to studies... will continue my stories after getting some sleep later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;em&gt; troubled&lt;/em&gt; me,&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113301270126193359?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113301270126193359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113301270126193359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113301270126193359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113301270126193359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-much-to-say-so-little-time.html' title='So much to say... so little time...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113301128897065948</id><published>2005-11-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T21:21:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"When a girl cries....."</title><content type='html'>I know the writings below will not have much significance on us girls, but i think its really true to a certain extend.. you be the judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;When a girl cries it doesn’t mean she's weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl cries in front of u...&lt;br /&gt;it means that she couldn’t take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u takes her hand, she would stay with u for the rest of ur life;&lt;br /&gt;If u let her go, she couldn’t go back to being herself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl won’t cry easily, except in front of the person whom she loves the most, she becomes weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl won’t cry easily, only when she loves u the most, she puts down her ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a girl cries bcoz of u, please hold her hands firmly, coz she's the one who is willing to stay with u 4 for the rest of ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if a girl cries bcoz of u, please don’t give her up, maybe bcoz of ur decision, u ruin her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she cries rite in front of u,&lt;br /&gt;When she cries bcoz of u,&lt;br /&gt;Look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Can u see n feel the pain n hurt she's feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which other girl have cried with pure sincerity,In front of u, AND bcoz of u?&lt;br /&gt;She cries not because she is weak,&lt;br /&gt;She cries not bcoz she wants sympathy or pity,&lt;br /&gt;She cries,&lt;br /&gt;Because crying silently is no longer possible, the pain, hurt n agony has become too big a burden to be kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;If a girl cries her heart out to u,&lt;br /&gt;And all because of u,&lt;br /&gt;Its time to look back on wat u have done,&lt;br /&gt;Only u will know the answer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do consider it,&lt;br /&gt;Coz one day,&lt;br /&gt;It may be too late for regrets,&lt;br /&gt;It may be too late to say "I'm sorry"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You may regret it for the rest of ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in ur life, she's the only one who loves u the most.Remember this lesson before its too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113301128897065948?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113301128897065948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18516722.post-113146373511368800</id><published>2005-11-08T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:28:55.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best things in Life come when you least expect them to...</title><content type='html'>Spent a great day with darling yesterday... Though we didn't do much, but lying down chatting and laughing away was more than enough to make my day... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon while browsing through peoples blog, I stumbled upon my darling's best friend's page. Don't ask me how I found it, but I just found it. So I started reading alittle by little and there it was.. the EXACT same scenario I experienced with Merv. Well.. not exactly the same but its pretty much a 60% fit. The only difference? Merv and I were previously attached.. but she had a crush on my dear for almost 4 years now. But from the very beginning, it was made clear that they'll both remain as friends and nothing more. So since then, they were best buddies, confidantes to one another. But as I read on, I found out that she was waiting for him all along... from the moment he laid things clear, till he left for Canada and till he got back. She was so apparent about her feelings towards him but he didn't notice. And when we got together, it shattered her heart real bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what they say is true.. &lt;em&gt;we always want things we can't have thinking that's the best choice for us; but we seldom realize that what we have now is what's most important...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who's FINALLY talking??! &lt;em&gt;Lol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame her for feeling how she felt since I've been there myself. But her actions and sacrifices for him had definitely made my love of my dear very much more promising. Even though I may still hold some people close to heart but he's undeniably the dearest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merv's in the process of patching things with Michelle... As for me, slowly and surely pulling myself away from any business relating to him. A friend's advice "If you still stick close to him, I'm afraid you'll end up hating him more..."&lt;br /&gt;True enough... It has been way too often that he mixed my emotions and I'm finally putting a stop to it... Sadly, I still very much despice him... So now, MSN conversations are cut short... and the only way I get his updates is thru his Friendster shoutouts...&lt;br /&gt;nothing more I need from him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else is occupying my mind now... NZ Trip!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you guys posted if I'm going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks,&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113146373511368800?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113146373511368800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113146373511368800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113146373511368800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113146373511368800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/best-things-in-life-come-when-you.html' title='The best things in Life come when you least expect them to...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113146207831876459</id><published>2005-11-08T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:01:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Blues....</title><content type='html'>Don't you just wish that at times, there're more than 24 hours in a day? Its a scary thought that the day seems to get shorter and shorter by the minute; worst still when you have so much to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies have been slow... I mean REALLL slow. The enthusiasm I thought I had tonnes at the beginning of the semester is rapidly fading away. Now, I constantly find myself procrastinating or simply diverting from my present priorities. Studies should be at the top of my list!! especially vital moments as such! I'm that close to finishing my academics and I just have to lose my attention now! Arghhh...&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is, the mind can wander into so many other activities such as my passion to continue dancing (in which I definitely would as soon as exams over), reading blogs, missing my Dear and muh babes and the list goes on and on... Think its about time I literally strap myself to the chair and make sure I stay there for at least 10 hours a day! &lt;em&gt;*still dreaming..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days till I turn 21 years of age. Didn't have the thought of celebrating at first since classes have been throwing me all off plus stress from 'others'. But after deep thoughts, I decided to just go on and plan for a dinner party anyway. Don't want to regret 10 years from now thinking I didn't put the slightest effort in making that day much better than previous years. Well, even if I didn't enjoy, at least I spent it with special people in my life. So, there comes my 'added' stress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was; listing down the names of people whom I would love to spend my special day with. Was looking in the lines of between 25-30 pax... &lt;em&gt;I started..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;55...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 people on my list!!!! I was like?!??!?!!?!?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;As frantic as I can get, I tried to look for ways and means to cut as many people off as possible. Sadly, after 3 hours staring at the piece of paper, I went numb... only managed to strike off 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say, &lt;em&gt;"when things get bad, they'll always get worse"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true can that be? My parents insist that we have a family dinner to celebrate my 21st. So I left the arrangements with my family with the view that dinner will be reasonable since I'll be   spending my friends. As usual, they had a &lt;em&gt;"private" &lt;/em&gt;meeting just the 3 of them and talked about it for almost 2 hours. Conclusion: Buffet Dinner at Crown Princess. Cost = Rm65++ per pax.. and how many relatives they're inviting? the WHOLE family! so total cost would be about RM 1800++.  ?!!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;The eavesdropping did not do me any good. I rather not spend on my friends anymore if that's the cost of a family dinner....&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll be able to talk them out of doing such a fancy dinner... Afterall, its no big deal. Its just &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*let's just hope it'll all fall into place...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113146207831876459?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113146207831876459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113146207831876459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113146207831876459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113146207831876459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday-blues.html' title='Birthday Blues....'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113086715587826924</id><published>2005-11-02T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T01:51:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtesy of Blogthings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~How You Life Your Life~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly. Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[*true enough....]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want. And that's marriage - with the right person. You're serious about settling down some time soon. Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[*Omg!!!!!.. I'm still young!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~How do people see you?~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slow and Steady &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment. They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Hahahaha.. what do you think guys?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~How You Are In Love~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time. You tend to give more than take in relationships. You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time. You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change. You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[How true is that?!?! sighh....]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~What age do you act?~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Are 20 Years Old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Not bad.... I'm surprised...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~What are the keys to your heart?~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[.... still pondering....]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~What kind of seducer are you?~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fantasy Lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you! Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter. You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you. You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable. Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life. By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover. Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives. Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours. No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[*lost for words*]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;What kind of kisser are you?~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Romantic Kisser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance. You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea. The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood. It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[probably the most accurate of them all...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-www.blogthings.com-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Lynn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113086715587826924?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113086715587826924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113086715587826924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113086715587826924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113086715587826924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/courtesy-of-blogthings.html' title='Courtesy of Blogthings...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113084419194326993</id><published>2005-11-01T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T18:11:13.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Long Experience...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday felt like a Life experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merv called to see if we could meet up for a drink. Since I owe him one, I agreed to go. From the tone of his voice, I knew something was up and chances are, its about this current gf, Michelle. As much as I wish he didn't look for me to talk bout it, he did.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped into his car, he told me that he has to break up with Michelle tomorrow. To my surprise, I asked the obvious question. &lt;em&gt;"Why?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Her parents disapproval.."&lt;/em&gt; he tells me...&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I felt a certain unfamiliar feeling.&lt;br /&gt;We sat down at Coffee Bean Subang since he said he needed some anti-depressants. I figured chocolates would be good.. Anyhow, this is his problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started off about 3 weeks ago and one week into the relationship, he found out that she wasn't going to be in KL for good. She came down from Penang to further her training in Yoga and she was going to leave for Penang after 3 months. She thought he knew about it but after that, they decided to just stay on to see if they were going anywhere. Apparently, they're very much in love. This weekend when she went back to Penang, her parents felt the change in her and that she wasn't her usual self. She constantly spoke about him which made them feel as though she was diverting from her priorities. Hence, parents told her to stop seeing him. And being the obedient daughter she is, she had to do it. So they are not suppose to have any form of communication or see each other for the next 30 days so she can concentrate on what she came to KL to do. And after that 30 days, they can decide on whether or not they want to continue. But the twist is, she'll be returning to Penang for GOOD in 30 days and if they were to carry on with the relationship, it would be long distance. Something which he is not sure if it will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so depressed yesterday that he even cried in front of me. I didn't know what to do/say. I mean what do you expect when talking to your EX gf about your CRN gf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me most is the way I feel inside. Part of me feels so sorry for him and seeing him upset is something I wish I didn't have to see. But another part of me feels like he deserved it after what he had done to me. Plus, everything he described to me about how he feels makes my heart ache knowing that it wasn't the way he felt for me before... Throughout the night, there were times I looked at him with disgust.. but also looked at him with compassion.&lt;br /&gt;I know there were times where I wish he knew how I felt before... I wish he went through the same thing as how I did so he knows the feeling of hurt... but after seeing the way his heart ached yesterday, makes me want to take my words back. As much as he hurt me, I've come to realize that I need not want the person ache too.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he still means alot to mean as a friend, but due to our history, things will never be the same. He's very much in love now and so am I, though I just need to learn to let the past go (something which I'm still learning to do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for him... but I guess that's Life... What goes around comes around?? Its scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;But seeing him going thru pain is just sad... seeing anyone go thru pain is painful... that's human nature... so much so that you rather be the one who hurt than seeing another go thru the ache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come to a conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;Even if my feelings were compromised before, I don't think the happiness of the person who hurt me should be compromised as well... Not forgiving; but simply because its not pleasing at all to see another go thru pain regardless of who the person is or has been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I despise him for what he had done before, I still hope and pray the best for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Seeing that everything's so unpredictable, I definitely treasure what I have now more than anything else in the world...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113084419194326993?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113084419194326993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113084419194326993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113084419194326993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113084419194326993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-long-experience.html' title='Life Long Experience...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113084287045323582</id><published>2005-11-01T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T19:45:35.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments...</title><content type='html'>It has been a month + since we've been together and I can't even describe the feeling... Its more than great and I'm thrilled to say that it'll get better... :)&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my last entry about my new guy, everything has been improving tremendously. Yes, I was feeling very insecure at first but to my surprise, everything fell into place just right. In fact, all fell into place better than I expected. Openness and transparency are the keys to what connects us. We've got so much to share and so much time to treasure....&lt;br /&gt;The day he left for Bkt Tinggi again was the day I fell apart. I fell hard knowing that I love him very much and that I'll be missing him dearly. I constantly find myself counting down the days I get to see him again. It was heartbreaking... but that's Love... &lt;em&gt;*smiles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new chapter did not start for me alone. It started for Merv too. He popped up in one of the Leo outings with his Yoga Instructor, someone whom he was going out with couple of weeks back. I felt the pinch at first since our issues just ended 2 months back plus it didn't end as well as I thought it would. He seemed happy... so I guess that was it... It was really time for the both of us to leave everything behind; for me perhaps but I don't think there's anything for him to leave behind cause it wasn't important to him to start with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now a brand new start... for all of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113084287045323582?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113084287045323582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113084287045323582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113084287045323582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113084287045323582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/moments.html' title='Moments...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082150897592958</id><published>2005-11-01T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:05:08.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Diary...</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for missing in action. Had problems editing my previous blog after reformatting my computer. So the old one is already on PERMANENT vacation :) Had to start a new one altogther so please bare with me on the necessary changes :P&lt;br /&gt;Will be posting up my last 7 posts from the previous blog so it looks more complete...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry and thanks again for accommodating to the adjustments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv,&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082150897592958?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082150897592958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082150897592958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082150897592958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082150897592958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-diary.html' title='New Diary...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18516722.post-113082332089318806</id><published>2005-09-28T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:35:20.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Trying very very hard to ignore!*</title><content type='html'>U guys have no idea how hard is it for me not to feel even the Slightest Pinch everytime something like this happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs to Shona in Friendster testimonial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BabyShonz ffk me tonight. So I'm letting all her friendster contacts know! *chiak ba seong eng*Anyway, you seem somewhat bored lately. So here's a testimonial for you to read and approve. Hopefully it'll help overcome 2 minutes of boredom. =)Cheer up... only Oct &amp; November left to go! I bet half of Penang can't wait for you to get back. And the other half probably couldn't care less! LoL! Just kidding!Btw, please remember to book urself for 12-15 May 2006 - No excuses!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more where that came from....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single time something as small as that happens, it'll remind me of how cheated I was by him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082332089318806?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082332089318806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082332089318806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082332089318806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082332089318806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/09/trying-very-very-hard-to-ignore.html' title='*Trying very very hard to ignore!*'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082317896125599</id><published>2005-09-27T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:33:45.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new chapter...</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official! I can no longer call myself single cuz I'm not. He popped the question again yesterday; in a rather unexpected manner... through the phone. Well, I can tell he ain't very good at doing what he did but he tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would like you to be my gf.... no.... no...... I want you to be my gf...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I was pratically speechless eventhough I've put much thought into it and safe to say, I do like him or love him... I don't even know which one. Plus, he didn't use the term "love". He kept saying he really likes me and he's very sure this time and that if anything comes up, we'll work it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, those words were enough to give me the sense of security I needed to reply him. So "Yes" was my answer :) Afterwards, he felt really shy until I had to change the topic so that he'll become his normal self. The feeling was pretty good at first... having to think that I can rely and place trust on him from now but the funny thing is, ever since last night, he acted very normal in his sms msges. The way he talk is as if we're still friends and sadly, I don't feel like I'm attached. Maybe because he had to go back to Bkt Tinggi to finish up his assignment and I'll only be seeing in 2 weeks or so. But I miss him loads.. then again, he doesn't seem to be showing the same signs as I am. Of course, as paranoid as I am, I start to worry if getting together with him was the right choice since I'm THAT scared of being hurt again. He knows that very well too and he feels the same since his ex gf had left him 2-3 years back and he haven't gotten into a relationship ever since. I do feel like calling or dropping him a msg sometimes but I know he's a workaholic and don't like to be disturbed... so most of the time, I'll wait till he msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I do like him... or love him... But I'm still that freaked out. And I sure hope I'll feel better as times go by. At least just to know that he loves me just the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, to those who know who he is, just don't talk about it for now can? I hope to let things settle and see his reaction within the next few weeks before talking about "us" in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~the one in love... also the one who's very worried~&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082317896125599?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082317896125599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082317896125599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082317896125599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082317896125599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/09/beginning-of-new-chapter.html' title='The beginning of a new chapter...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082301310177210</id><published>2005-09-27T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:30:37.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just need to do this!!! Can't Help It!! Urghhhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>Its so blardee obvious or is he just mainly doing it on purpose?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks back, his chic came back from Aus to attend her granduncle's funeral. He fetched her from KLIA back to the relatives place when he had his exam 2 days later. That's fine. The day after his exams, he asked me out for me movie and only then I found out she's back.During the movie, he did the same thing! Put his arms around and kissed me...&lt;br /&gt;So fine...Then when she returned from Penang, they went out the entire day again and sent her off to the airport. That's fine too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then of course after that, we spoke online one night. He invited me over to his place to watch dvd and I refused simply because I was frustrated and wasn't in a good mood that day (not because of him). Then he asked if it was because of wat he did the day before (hugging and kissing) that made me feel uncomfortable and I replied, "No". "It has got nothing to do with you." "I'm just not in the mood today to plan for anything".&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation continued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs: Ok la. I promise to keep my hands and lips to myself from now on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: Eh can we not talk about us ar? I really really don' feel like talking about it tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs: But don't u wanna settle this and not let it linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: Yes I do wanna settle it but just not tonight. I've had a miserable evening and the last thing I need is to talk about us... So pls can we just not talk about it for just tonight??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs: Its very simple. From now on, I will keep my hands and lips to myself and I'm sorry for what I've done all these while... Sorry dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: I'm lost for words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs: Maybe I shouldn't have brought this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: Yes u shouldn't have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was darn darn pissed! I mean what am I?! U like, u come back! and when u don't like or for some reasons u've found someone else, U just blardee shut the door! Give me a Break!And just one week later, this happened:I found out that he exchanged his new D500C handphone he had won with her for the fun of it. So nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;From then, my pressure was already pretty much way above the "safezone".&lt;br /&gt;Then everytime I go online, he's online with her... and everytime she logs off, 1 second later, he logs off with her... so I began suspecting. It was like that for almost 1 month!! Yes! Assumption makes an Ass out of U and Me. I know that! but how fake can things get?Then, he started changing his online nick to hers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervs the lil yellow ducky (Busy) - (rubber ducky heartbroken in office)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hers originally and still is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S]honz d lil' butterfly with no more assignments :) - (hearts are only practical when they are made unbreakable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like..... ????????????????????????He Likes her?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if he does then why the FCUK did he still hug and kiss me when she came back a month ago for her relative's funeral?And if he had fallen in love with her AFTER she left for Australia again......... that FAST!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he already has her inside his heart then why the hell still hug and kiss me for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm so damn mad at him and even now, I don't feel like having anything to do with him!&lt;br /&gt;Is that fake? or is it just me!?&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking pissed at him Not because he doesn't love me! But for playing with my emotions like they meant nothing! Gosh, I wanna hate him so bad!&lt;br /&gt;But of course! He doesn't know I'm THAT freaking mad cuz I didn't tell him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its alot easier to be mad at someone than it is to tell the person you're Hurt...." - Thats y i didn't tell him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sighh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082301310177210?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082301310177210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082301310177210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082301310177210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082301310177210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-just-need-to-do-this-cant-help-it.html' title='I just need to do this!!! Can&apos;t Help It!! Urghhhhh!!!'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082263225056462</id><published>2005-09-21T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:24:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys who mean Lots to me...</title><content type='html'>Yes... A love dupe I truly am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 8 months since the love dilemma started and it lasted till now. 2 weeks back, Guy 1 decided to walk his talk.... again... But this time, he didn't snap and I did! I snapped big time until now...&lt;em&gt;the feeling of hurt lingers....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys who still mean the world to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1 (M):&lt;br /&gt;It'll never change.. my feelings for him. Not afraid to admit the fact that I still do love him very much deep down but even if there's a chance for "US", I simply will not. Its amazing how emotions can run in so many different directions. Well, its pretty clear this time. Finally realized how ridiculously numb and dumb i was for always having things done his way. 2 weeks back, I Woke Up! I may not be right to judge what he's up to but it has come to a level whereby the hurt and disappointment is way to much to bare. Whether or not he means well, it doesn't matter because he was never truthful to begin with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2 (G):&lt;br /&gt;I missed him in class. He's no longer there ever since the results came out. My first guess would be that he was unsuccessful in one of his papers but that still leaves room for doubts as to his absence. He's one great guy whom I never regretted knowing. He's by far one of the dearest guys I've ever come across and for that, I love him... Wish him nothing but the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 3 (J):&lt;br /&gt;I thought it won't go far ever. But even though the first date didn't go as well, he was just simply the best in everything ever since then. He has been the sweetest for the past 1 month and I must admit, I like him... Love is still a strong word for now, but I believe it'll go somewhere. We can talk endlessly about everything under the sun and just enjoy each others company. He's nothing spectacular... but his heart melts mine :) I dare say we like each other... And I dare say we can go far but the feeling of hurt still very much haunts me... that's probably whats keeping us apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy 4 (W):&lt;br /&gt;A guy whom I started getting slightly close to since 2 months back. Used to view him as arrogant and conceited but after "that" day, I learnt that he can be real sweet at times. It didn't occur to me that he would confide in me but he did... last night. Out of no where, he called in the middle of work at 1130pm seeking for some company. And so we chat. The longer the conversation lasted, the more he revealed the inner him. Yet to find out if he's honest but I don't see the reason for him to lie. It surprised me with how approachable he feels I am and that's probably why we clicked. He's one great friend whom I'll treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;in the process of learning to forgive &amp;amp; hopefully forget.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lynn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082263225056462?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082263225056462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082263225056462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082263225056462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082263225056462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/09/guys-who-mean-lots-to-me.html' title='Guys who mean Lots to me...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082246665625950</id><published>2005-09-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:21:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To those Lovers out there: Here's a food for thought..</title><content type='html'>1. If you're afraid to love a person because of friendship, you have two choices: either tell what you feel and let the love take place or hide the feeling under a friendship full of pretensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's hard for two people to love each other when they live in two different worlds but when these two worlds collide and become one, that's whatyou call magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Love can never be so beautiful without friendship. One leads to another and the processes irreversible. The best of lovers is the greatest of friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I like you because you're my friend, and because you are my friend I care, and because I care, I love you. I don't love you because you are friend, I love you because I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes I've asked myself, what would make me happy? To think that I have everything else, I get what I want. Then I realized it was YOU, too bad 'cause it's you can't have. I can't choose who I'm gonna love, but I also can't just love who chooses to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. And you can't blame me in choosing to love you as much as I can't blame you for not learning to love me. I'm sorry if you can't love me the way you loved the one before me, so I'll let you go find him/her and hope someday you'll see that the one true love you're looking for was the one who set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "How can I say goodbye to someone I never had? Why do tears fall for someone who was never mine? Why is that I miss someone I was never with and I ask why I love someone who's love was never mine?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Isn't it funny we're trying to catch the attention of the one we think we love; we hardly notice theone we're really looking for was just there. You don't notice them 'till they are in the arms of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought, think of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Have you really cared for someone more thanyou expected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever tried to love him/her despite of all the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Will you keep on loving him/her as he/she whispers someone else's name? Will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. It's better to lose your pride with someone you love rather than lose that someone you love with your useless pride. When you love someone, don't expect that person to love you back the same amount. One of you will be ahead,the other behind. It's either you catch up or the other waits.****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When you love, you must not acceptanything in return, for if you do, you're not loving but Investing.****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you love, you must prepare to accept pain, for if you expect happiness, you're not loving but using. True love hears what is not spoken, and understands what is not explained, for love doesn't work in the mouth, nor the mind, but in the heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Love is like standing on wet cement, the longer you stay the harder it is to leave and you can never go without leaving your prints behind. Don't love a person like a flower, because a flower dies in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Love them like a river because a river flows forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Love doesn't have to have a happy ending, 'cause love doesn't have to end at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Never be afraid to fall in love. It may hurt alot,it may give you aches and pains, but if you don't follow your heart, in the end you will cry even more for not giving love a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Love may leave your heart like shattered glass, but keep in mind that there's someone who'll be willing to endure the pain of picking up the pieces so you could be whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The cruelest thing a guy could do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall! And fooling around with her feelings like they meant nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lynn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082246665625950?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082246665625950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082246665625950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082246665625950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082246665625950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-those-lovers-out-there-heres-food.html' title='To those Lovers out there: Here&apos;s a food for thought..'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082222903200380</id><published>2005-08-24T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:17:09.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment...</title><content type='html'>I've never been so disappointed with a certain somebody in my life! Not this badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a conversation with Guy #1 2 nights back and it turned into a disaster simply because I told him I didn't wanna talk about "Us" but he insisted. Moreover, I was feeling so depressed that day having to console many classmates due to discouraging results. I guess the feeling of sadness sunked into me as well. And it was bad. So I needed someone to talk to. Guy #2 called that night to ask about my results and we spoke for awhile. I did tell him that I wasn't too happy and he too could tell from the sound of my voice. We couldn't talk for long simply because he's in Bkt Tinggi. We hung up after about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I really needed a friend. There was simply too much of negativity for me to handle so I decided to pop up my MSN hoping to find a friend to speak to.&lt;br /&gt;Guy#1 msged. We spoke bout the usual stuff... His day spent with his Penang Chic.. yadda yadda yadda....&lt;br /&gt;And then, he invited me out on Wednesday but I declined as I didn't feel like committing to anything at that time. But he took it wrongly. He asked if it was because of what he did last week (e.g hugging and kissing) which made me feel uncomfortable. In my heart, I was like "Oh Gosh Pls.....!!! Don't Start!!!) I seriously had enough of that conversation and it definitely ain't what he did which made me decline. I was simply feeling like shit at that time. So anyway, he pushed it further by saying that from now on, he will keep his hands to himself bla bla bla bla.........&lt;br /&gt;I asked him a few times if we can just not talk about "Us" for just that night.. but he went on and on and on.. So i just listened. I was completely lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;Come on!!! Its always him who get things started and always have his way around. I'm so sick and tired of talking about us because he just so Blardee Fake. He opens and shuts the door as he likes and complains that I don't leave the door open for him as friends..... Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept complete silence that night. Just staring at the computer screen and replying "Ok then.." or "Fine" or "Up to u". I was simply sick and tired of it... &lt;em&gt;and I'm just so disappointed at him&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I love him. I admit I do. And it hurts so much more to be disappointed with someone whom you love but yet treats you like trash. I love him and I always will be there to lend a helping hand if he needs one but I know I can never look at him the same way again. Sigh... &lt;em&gt;I'm so disappointed with him&lt;/em&gt;... I don't know how else to explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disappointment is way too big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing so many people right now..... Sighh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lynn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082222903200380?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082222903200380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082222903200380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082222903200380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082222903200380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/08/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment...'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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-18516722.post-113082178676189091</id><published>2005-08-22T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:28:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart is in separate places....</title><content type='html'>So many things have been happening lately until I can't even keep track of em. Mainly perplexed stuff. So complex that I couldn't find anyone to let it out to so I'd kept it in for the last 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were out today. I did much better than expected though it was just a low second upper for both papers, but I'm thankful enough. My star tells me that I'll be going on FULL force for academics in the near future. That would probably explain my absence in some of the outings? Hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the main gist:There are about 3 very important guys in my life right now. Worse still, I love three of them so dearly. Not brotherly love mind u! but LOVE love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy #1 -&lt;br /&gt;He's by far the only guy who turned my life upside down. After almost 10 months of breaking up with him, it still felt as if he's very close, very dear. He's still acting WAYYYYY more than normal guy friends do. This weekend, went for a movie with him and guess what happened? He told me his Penang Chic (who's currently in Melb) came back because her granduncle passed away. That explains why I didn't hear from him at all last week. He was busy entertaining her day and night; as always. I always thought that if he liked her so much, why not just go for her?&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, at the movies, he put his arms around me (which was pretty normal for him) and all of a sudden, started hugging and kissing me throughout "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory". Confused? What do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy #2 -&lt;br /&gt;A guy from my club. Also knows Guy #1 since we're all from the same club. He's just the sweetest thing. We started getting closer when we got back from Canada last month and we talked on the phone endlessly about everything under the sun. He just a very nice, sweet guy and quite cute too. As we were talking last week until 4am, he popped THE QUESTION. He asked if we could be more than just friends (i.e COUPLES!). I was shocked. We haven't even gone out on a date and he's already asking for a steady? I mean yeah we spoke alot on the phone and stuff but... That Soon?! I explained and he understood. So we decided to go on slightly further but no until the level of couples as yet. -go to (*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*)After hanging up with GUY #2, I felt depressed. I knew I still loved guy #1 very much but yet, I know that I won't want to get back with guy #1. But having to still love guy #1 makes me feel like I'm cheating on guy #2. Something which I don't ever want to do.... :'( Sighhh... I need advice... I told guy #1 about my conversation with guy #2 and how sad and confused I am! but of course, Guy #1 does not know that I still love him.. Well, he knows I still love one of my exs but he just doesn't know who... Someone teach me what I should do... Its kills me that I'm so confused inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy #3 -&lt;br /&gt;One of my sweetest ex ever. I wouldn't say I love him the most now but I miss him tonnes. We never had to chance to end it nicely so in other words, no closure. It was like that for almost 2 years now and we've not spoken for quite awhile even though I see him practically everyday in class. I missed him alot.. A part of me really wanna see him and talk to him again or probably just connect like the way we used to and a part of me is just too afraid. Sigh... I miss him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's also Guy #4 but nothing much happened so let's not talk about him just yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this depressed this past week. Lots of other things happened aside from the guys. I just don't know what to do... I wanna move on with Guy #2 cuz I really need someone right now but I don't even have the courage to get into another relationship. I certainly don't wanna be hurt again. Until today, I don't know why I love guy #1. He has been playing with my emotions but I just can't slip away from him grip. I love him. sad but true... *sigh* but he certainly as hell don't love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this very moment, he kisses me whenever he has the chance or just hold me without being noticed by others. I don't know what he's trying to do... I won't hear from him for awhile and then when I start to let it go, he pulls me back in... Yes, I'm as stupid as ever.. but what can i say? Love is Blind... as much as I hate that statement, its just DAMN TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;depressed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18516722-113082178676189091?l=kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/113082178676189091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18516722&amp;postID=113082178676189091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082178676189091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18516722/posts/default/113082178676189091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kailynnsdiary.blogspot.com/2005/08/heart-is-in-separate-places.html' title='The heart is in separate places....'/><author><name>*Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11117249532649667254</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>
