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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-5369283655083989291.post-4677808704290933005</id><published>2010-04-24T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:25:16.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"would you care bout me as much I do to you?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-4677808704290933005?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4677808704290933005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/04/would-you-care-bout-me-as-much-i-do-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-1232065121364089736?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1232065121364089736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-should-have-known.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/1232065121364089736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/1232065121364089736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-should-have-known.html' title=''/><author><name>'weiping</name><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-5369283655083989291.post-4395955416272763939</id><published>2010-04-24T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:38:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost But &lt;br /&gt;Sleeq &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1 (Singing)&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to make my move (That why girl when you left my world)&lt;br /&gt;My life was full of hollows (unless I see you walking home)&lt;br /&gt;That's when I started writing letters, love letters, love letters&lt;br /&gt;It seems my baby's running faster&lt;br /&gt;gotta be, gotta be my everything, and what I want&lt;br /&gt;gotta be, gotta be my everything, and what I need girl&lt;br /&gt;gotta be, gotta be my everything, and what did I do girl&lt;br /&gt;want really really crazy over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chours&lt;br /&gt;I never gone for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby there was once I went for you&lt;br /&gt;you notice it from far&lt;br /&gt;But all you says that guy don't&lt;br /&gt;This is why we know (This is why we know)&lt;br /&gt;All you _____________________________&lt;br /&gt;when I felt I almost said to you, But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2 (Rapping)&lt;br /&gt;Yo,What if 2 ppl like each other so much, but, they don't do anythin bout it?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happens &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, &lt;br /&gt;there was a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;This is so typical they were so typical&lt;br /&gt;For example boy loves girl,&lt;br /&gt;but girl doesn't know that boy loves her cuz, &lt;br /&gt;the boy is shy, the boy is why&lt;br /&gt;The girl still stands strong livin her life&lt;br /&gt;they were very good friends&lt;br /&gt;havin very good chances to mend&lt;br /&gt;and the boy&lt;br /&gt;pretends that he had no love for the girl anyway&lt;br /&gt;he keeps to himself in the place that he stays&lt;br /&gt;ah, he writes letters &lt;br /&gt;one after another&lt;br /&gt;in other &lt;br /&gt;ways that he possibly could, &lt;br /&gt;sayin that &lt;br /&gt;gotta be gotta be my everythin &lt;br /&gt;that pressure was so big that he grew many pimples right&lt;br /&gt;and sings to a song that he likes and it goes like this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chours&lt;br /&gt;I never gone for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby there was once I went for you&lt;br /&gt;you notice it from far&lt;br /&gt;But all you says that guy don't&lt;br /&gt;This is why we know (This is why we know)&lt;br /&gt;All you _____________________________&lt;br /&gt;when I felt I almost said to you, But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3 (Singing)&lt;br /&gt;Just moving on, from me she's gotta hear this song&lt;br /&gt;I know that she'll be ok &lt;br /&gt;and I know that I'll be loving her so&lt;br /&gt;She's my soul, my everything in life I can have&lt;br /&gt;I guss I gotta let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rapping)&lt;br /&gt;It was another Monday&lt;br /&gt;and the boy was workin at Macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;savin up money to buy a present&lt;br /&gt;a present that was meant for the girl &lt;br /&gt;it was her birthday the next day (word?)&lt;br /&gt;he memorised his final script and wrote the last letter&lt;br /&gt;hopin that it was abit better&lt;br /&gt;than the one before &lt;br /&gt;that's what it's for&lt;br /&gt;he ready to make the first move ready to score&lt;br /&gt;but, suddenly, in front of him &lt;br /&gt;orderin fries and a cheeseburger was none other than the one he wanted&lt;br /&gt;the girl with another guy &lt;br /&gt;she smiled &lt;br /&gt;he winked &lt;br /&gt;they both said &lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;he was dumbfounded&lt;br /&gt;jaws dropped to the floor &lt;br /&gt;closed it, he ran straight out the door &lt;br /&gt;and back to his crib where he cried and cried &lt;br /&gt;and cried and cried &lt;br /&gt;I've never cried like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chours (x2)&lt;br /&gt;I never gone for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby there was once I went for you&lt;br /&gt;you notice it from far&lt;br /&gt;But all you says that guy don't&lt;br /&gt;This is why we know (This is why we know)&lt;br /&gt;All you _____________________________&lt;br /&gt;when I felt I almost said to you, But&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-4395955416272763939?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/4395955416272763939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-but-sleeq-verse-1-singing-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/4395955416272763939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from the last day of RP's openhouse, tiring and tiring and a little disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, RP didn't put the game study space on their guided tour.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, it leads to the disappointment, not being on the guided tour, lesser people come to us, means i get to see lesser people thus lesser girls D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's for the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-3055475377661099026?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/3055475377661099026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Secondday of school for the year 2010.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm late for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-2971539036434898785?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2971539036434898785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/01/secondday-of-school-for-year-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/2971539036434898785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/2971539036434898785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/01/secondday-of-school-for-year-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>'weiping</name><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-5369283655083989291.post-1914886727767172674</id><published>2010-01-04T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:31:08.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's no reason but i think i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-1914886727767172674?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1914886727767172674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would the sky be like tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-1590103667563811302?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1590103667563811302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-would-sky-be-like-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/1590103667563811302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/1590103667563811302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-would-sky-be-like-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>'weiping</name><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-5369283655083989291.post-839746037994792713</id><published>2010-01-02T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:49:32.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, welcome to 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-839746037994792713?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/839746037994792713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Imagine you are in an icecream parlor, and the waiter comes up to you and, in a very Italian accent, says,"hey, Dan, today we only have two flavors of icecream, Chocolate and Tutti Frutti, which would you like?"&lt;/blockquote&gt; If you've no idea what tuttifrutti means, it basically means, all the fruits.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Derren Brown, Evening of Wonders&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-1219448679687895313?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/1219448679687895313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2009/12/imagine-you-are-in-icecream-parlor-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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for answers&lt;br /&gt;That you and only you can give to me&lt;br /&gt;A voice crying loud&lt;br /&gt;I've been crying for days now&lt;br /&gt;And as I start to run, I stop to breathe&lt;br /&gt;(And I was nearly scared to death)&lt;br /&gt;And I was nearly scared to death&lt;br /&gt;(Why you left in paragraphs)&lt;br /&gt;Why you left in paragraphs&lt;br /&gt;(The words were nearly over us)&lt;br /&gt;The words were nearly over us&lt;br /&gt;You stop and turn and grab your bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be here by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams&lt;br /&gt;All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;And every wave drags me to sea&lt;br /&gt;I could stand here for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"&lt;br /&gt;With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."&lt;br /&gt;Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hours move to minutes&lt;br /&gt;And minutes take longer to break&lt;br /&gt;I will be desperately awaiting&lt;br /&gt;But my tongue won't fall apart&lt;br /&gt;And we've been sitting here for hours&lt;br /&gt;All alone and in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me think of to word it&lt;br /&gt;Is it too soon to say 'perfect'?&lt;br /&gt;If I could find another thirty minutes somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everything would find me&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is just to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be here by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams&lt;br /&gt;All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;And every wave drags me to sea&lt;br /&gt;I could stand here for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"&lt;br /&gt;With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."&lt;br /&gt;Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'll sing to me sweet until then,&lt;br /&gt;I may never sail Virginia again&lt;br /&gt;And as this current moves slow for me&lt;br /&gt;This much you must know of me again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have you know I'm scared to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me once again&lt;br /&gt;That you'll love me to the death&lt;br /&gt;And should I die, you swear that you will come for me&lt;br /&gt;As I fade away, you reach out your hand&lt;br /&gt;(And please don't let me go)&lt;br /&gt;And please don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;(And please don't let me go)&lt;br /&gt;And please don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be here by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams&lt;br /&gt;All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;And every wave drags me to sea&lt;br /&gt;I could stand here for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"&lt;br /&gt;With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question."&lt;br /&gt;Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MaydayParade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369283655083989291-2378158445520004074?l=endwithasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/2378158445520004074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://endwithasmile.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-be-anchor-that-keeps-my-feet-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/2378158445520004074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369283655083989291/posts/default/2378158445520004074'/><link rel='alternate' 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