<?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-401795089239485770</id><updated>2011-07-31T07:56:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word</title><subtitle type='html'>"You are the embodiment of the information you choose to accept and act upon. To change your circumstances you need to change your thinking and subsequent actions." 
 -Adlin Sinclair-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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far..*sigh*...there are 2 women who are jealous of me...thats what he said...i know of one already..that's confirmed...but i wonder who's the other one...hmmm...well it doesn't matter anymore...i still love you...i will always do..and i will always be there for you no matter what happens....and only time can tell how long more.....i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1358712303677992210?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1358712303677992210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1358712303677992210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song speaks my heart out what i'm feeling inside right now...all praise to Puddle of Mud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so blurry&lt;br /&gt;and everyone's so fake&lt;br /&gt;and everybody's empty&lt;br /&gt;and everything is so messed up&lt;br /&gt;pre-occupied without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;My whole world surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;you could be my scene&lt;br /&gt;you know that i'll protect you&lt;br /&gt;from all of the obscene&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;imagine where you are&lt;br /&gt;there's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;but that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;well you shoved it in my face&lt;br /&gt;this pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;well you shoved it my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is changing&lt;br /&gt;there's noone left that's real&lt;br /&gt;to make up your own ending&lt;br /&gt;and let me know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;cause I am lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;my whole world surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;you could be my scene&lt;br /&gt;you know that i will save you&lt;br /&gt;from all of the unclean&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;There's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;but that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me what you thought&lt;br /&gt;nobody told me what to say&lt;br /&gt;everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;told you when to runaway&lt;br /&gt;nobody told you where to hide&lt;br /&gt;nobody told you what to say&lt;br /&gt;everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;showed you when to runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take it all&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away...&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-6269297373022022093?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/6269297373022022093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=6269297373022022093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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only wishing my baby would be around to spend it with me...woke up this morning with a smile on my face...just to hear your voice in the morning makes my whole day just beautiful..and plus its a Sunday..NO WORK! haha...Wake up at anytime you like!..You're the Boss on SUNDAYS...hahaha...i slept till 10am this morning...hehehe...i'm just such a lazy bitch today...but believe it or not I had the thought to go back to the office to do some work this afternoon...still thinking about it..but i think i'll skip it. Besides i'm at work everyday till saturday..and Sunday is the only time i get off..hehehe..well..i really don't know what i'm writing here today...erm.. let's see what next...*thinking*.......*still thinking*....actually i do have loads to write about...but i really don't know where to start...ah well..forget it..i'm just too lazy today...lol...well i'll be writing soon again i hope..,aaahhhhh I LOVE MY LIFE...hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-4736951459250320463?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/4736951459250320463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=4736951459250320463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4736951459250320463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4736951459250320463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-chill.html' title='Just Chill...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-7261667120926636639</id><published>2008-10-29T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:49:29.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever had the feeling where you just don't know what to do next or where to start at? Its strange..the things you do for them and the respect you give them only to find out that you haven't done much at all..or realising that they never even appreciated what you had done for them...fair or unfair? I am so confused at this point...being nice and all that is just not going to get you anywhere for some snobbish arrogant people... It sucks...and I have to live with it for as long as I'm here...hehehe..well the only other option is to leave...get the right thing done or not...you'll still get SCREWED...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've learnt my lesson once again...I have feelings..and so have others..but do you think that the other's will ever appreciate your feelings...BULLSHIT...not even once..when things are good they shut up..when things go bad...they pick on you...its sad...I know I'm probably to playful at times and never serious but HEY ISN'T THAT WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT..IF YOU'RE PISSED DON'T TAKE IT OUT ON OTHERS...why come in to work with a moody face..if you don't feel like working don't even thing about coming in to work...SCREW WORK...lol...If you're not feeling appreciated don't take it out on others and pull them down with you...Just keep it to yourself...CHEEZZ....Nothing is fair in this world..and it never will...and since this has happened..I have told myself to stop being a the NICE PERSON from now on...BEING NICE IS BULLSHIT...I HAVE MY EVIL SIDE...SO...Don't Fucking mess with me...I too can be BAD..wahahahahaha...laters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-7261667120926636639?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/7261667120926636639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=7261667120926636639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7261667120926636639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7261667120926636639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/10/confused.html' title='Confused...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1479894643975562332</id><published>2008-10-28T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:21:39.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF ONLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So far so good..no more happenings..lol..anyway, I just read up on my sister's blog today..she doesn't seem very happy and decided to recommend this movie which was also recommended to me by my boss..the title is "IF ONLY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that OLD of a movie..the actors playing in it are Jennifer Love Hewit and this english dude..forgot his name..but anyway..the movie is about how jenni and this english dude was in a relationship together..and how her boyfriend (the english dude) was always busy working and how jenni had always had time for him no matter what...then one day...it all ended up in a fight and she died in a car crash..then her boyfriend regreted all the times when he was not with her...then the story goes on....and i'm not saying anymore..or else i would just spoil the whole movie...get the DVD and watch it..if you are with your other half..then you MUST watch it with your other half....you will not regret it...i say this movie is the BEST MOVIE so far for couples who are struggling with each other in their everyday lives ....that's it from me now...I hope you'll learn something from it...coz I did and so did my partner..and it will and always be a lesson to remember for as long as we live...."IF ONLY..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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ONLY'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-5324019809818676730</id><published>2008-10-25T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:09:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Ada Saja - PART 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes this is part 2...and not that i expected anything as what i posted on my last blog...and it HAPPENED again..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sunday last week, i was spring cleaning the whole house..did laundry in the morning, then by noon i was cleaning up the living room then finally reached my room and GOD knows how much clothes I had to fold...lol just don't have the time to do that when i'm working on normal days...lol..anyway...I was going in and out of the room (for those of you who have not read part 1 you should do so, so you'll understand where this is coming from) and since the knob was already faulty i had to put a plastic card in between the door and the wall to prevent it from self-locking..hehehe...and there i was going in and out of the room..(i really didn't know why i was doing that...) and then *CLICK* the sound of the door locking just as i got out of my room...and i paused to look back at my door only to find that the plastic card that was preventing the self-lock was missing..and i was like ARRRGGGGHHHH NOW WHAT???...well if you are thinking what I'm thinking then YES i locked myself out of my room this time..ooooo i wanted to scream in frustration..(of course i didn't) :P i was like wow..the fun i have when im at home...and this time i'm locked from the outside...ah the irony again...and my mobile phone was inside my room hahahahaha....JUST GREEEAT! i said...so i sat down for awhile trying to calm myself and gathered myself together..took a deep breath...then went to my tool box to get a screwdriver and i started prying at the door again...hahaha..after damaging much of the door knob..it opened..and i quickly removed the bloody door knob...so there we have it ...a HOLE in my room door...need to get a new door knob though, just haven't got around buying one yet....hehehe....me and my adventure's AT HOME...lol...till next time...(i just hope there's not going to be a next time..)sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-5324019809818676730?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/5324019809818676730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1572640985786250045</id><published>2008-10-18T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:13:26.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Ada Saja...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This whole month has been a HELL of a month for me...first scorpions, than centipedes..ah the things that i have to live with...LOL..i thought i'd share with everyone the amazing incident i had when i got locked inside my own room..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just this Thursday, 1.30 in the morning, i was about to go to bed..and decided to go visit the toilet before doing so..hehe...and as i reached for the knob of my room door..and twisted it..the door just wouldn't unlock..lol.. i was like "WTF..now what???" of all the things..my door just wouldnt open...i didn't panic or anything..i was just really frustrated about all the things that has been happening to me lately...so i went to my dressing table and looked for something to use to open unlock the door (trying my luck to see if i could be the next McGyver) hahahaha...anyway...found this plastic pen..(it was plastic)...and i tried sticking it into the side of the door where the lock was..(well it was plastic..so plastic breaks if you force it) lol...what was i thinking...it was 1 in the morning..hahahaha...so off the pen went..that didn't work..then i found some paper..and folded it till it was thick enough to slide thru the side of the door (thinking that might work) ...hahaha that didn't work either...so i stood there for awhile...starring at the door...waiting for a miracle to happen...lol...(well of course nothing happened) then i started tihnking about some friends how were living in the area maybe they could help...but when i thought again..how the hell would they be able to come into my house when i'd locked the door from inside...so i was like ah..screw that..so i went back to my dressing table and searched for something...that would help...and then *tadaa* i found this huge safety pin...i was like "EUREKA!!" rush to the door...and slide that pin right thru the door and the door unlocked...hahahaha...*well lets not go into details about the pin..* and i was like thank GOD...or else i wouldn't have to work the next day...so that was my exciting Thursday morning in my bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so not expecting anything else to happen after this...its just getting to my nerves now..and I just hope i don't explode anytime soon...hahahahaha...my exciting life alone..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1572640985786250045?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1393114062322628761</id><published>2008-10-08T15:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:45:13.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Blessing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SQamOOdAqbI/AAAAAAAAACU/mkWq9wSZ0BU/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SQamOOdAqbI/AAAAAAAAACU/mkWq9wSZ0BU/s200/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262075977957157298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I haven't posted in a long time..hehe...but I would like to extend my sincere thanks to everyone for such a wonderful birthday they have given me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight last nite my darling called me and sang a birthday song to me over the phone..that was so touching and sweet. I broke down in tears..*i know i tend to get emotional with stuff like this* just wishing that my baby was with me...but its ok..i have to understand that its for our future...If you do read this baby...thank you for coming into my life...you are such a Blessing to me...always loving you..*kiss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, early this morning just as I stepped into the office, my sister texted me and sang me a birthday song *well in words* too ....then not long after that, mum called and wished me Happy Birthday too...not forgetting my little niece who was trying very hard to wish me Happy Birthday over the phone too..hehehe...mum was telling her what to say.."happy birthday aunty dungdung" *yes i am known as aunty dungdung to my niece..plz don't ask why* and she repeated, "..aaapi....aay..aunty dungdung.." and i went, "Thank you"..and my niece went,"thank you" then i told her that i will be going down this weekend to see her..and she replied, "ok" when i asked her,"how are you?" she repeated after me...lol.."how are you?" hehe..then i answered..."im fine.." and she repeated too..."im fine.." hahaha..such a sweet angel...and that was it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today at work, my colleagues gave me a suprise and bought me a birthday cake and everyone sang together..i almost broke down in tears again..*yes i am very emotional*..never in my life for the past 7 years working with this company did i get a cake...and this is the first time ever..and it just made my day...*SMILES*..I'm so glad that I have great colleagues who care. It really is a Birthday Blessing for me. Thank you so much GOD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to take this oppertunity to wish everyone, Thank you for all the wishes and greetings for me today...I love all of you very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have another suprise tonight...hehe..but i'm not expecting anything tho....Thank you all...*lots of hugs and kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1393114062322628761?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1393114062322628761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1393114062322628761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1393114062322628761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1393114062322628761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-birthday-blessing.html' title='My Birthday Blessing...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SQamOOdAqbI/AAAAAAAAACU/mkWq9wSZ0BU/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-8695350373832456313</id><published>2008-08-10T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T09:46:06.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good morning Sunday...Beautiful as it is...*inhales the fresh air* have you ever woken up in the morning feeling so good about everything? Ever had that feeling? Its just wonderful...another day alive on earth..how Blessed  can one be? :-) Its not too hot..the weather is just right...*smiles*..The Olympics is on now...the whole world is watching...hehe...I got excited watching the women's volleyball, hockey and handball just now...just imagine yourself in one of those games participating at the Olympics...you can just feel the adrenalin rushing competing with your opponents...such a great feeling...that's the feeling I'm going thru this morning...its just wonderful...*smiles*..beautiful morning...nothing much to say...its just beautiful..i'm contented..relaxed...I thank God that I'm alive....high...*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-8695350373832456313?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/8695350373832456313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=8695350373832456313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/8695350373832456313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/8695350373832456313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-8172170726882182063</id><published>2008-08-01T13:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:35:04.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's is nothing more hurting than to be away from someone that you care and want to be with for the rest of your life...it hurts and it bleeds right thru your heart...how long more and how much more sacrifices is there that you need to give in too?? I'm bleeding......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-8172170726882182063?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/8172170726882182063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=8172170726882182063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/8172170726882182063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/8172170726882182063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleeding.html' title='Bleeding...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-4467635283999097410</id><published>2008-07-26T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:11:48.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Soul is Longing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally its saturday....It has been quite a rough week for me....nothing seems to be working out the way it should be...well at least in a good and positive way...what should I do about it?? Sigh....I feel empty in my life....its sad...guess I have to find something else to look forward to now...the soul is longing......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-4467635283999097410?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/4467635283999097410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=4467635283999097410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4467635283999097410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4467635283999097410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/07/soul-is-longing.html' title='The Soul is Longing....'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-2811910002758323085</id><published>2008-07-25T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:18:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keeper of the Darkest Secrets.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keeper of the darkest secrets, only you know the truth that is in the depths of my soul. The hurt and pain that I am going thru now..it cuts deep into my heart. The only thing you want to be is the perfect friend for everyone in their life. But sometimes it just somehow ends up in a broken trusted relationship. The feeling is unbearable. Why is that so? Why does it always end up this way? I'm broken inside. My heart cannot take it any more. I praised them and respected them and this is what i have gotten in return...and all I only ever wanted to be is a friend....I guess sometimes in life not everyone remembers the good you have done for them only a very rare handful of them does. Its sad and it hurts to see it that way. Sometimes you wish that revenge and unleashing the demon inside is the best option to get back at them. But really what would you get out of it? Ego Satisfaction? Maybe, but   don't you think that its just being plain idiotic? The only other way is to forgive and forget what has been done and only be more careful the next time. Thus, I am Blessed to have found you to share my secrets and know that it will remain there forever without even a word spoken. And I know that you will always be there for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-2811910002758323085?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/2811910002758323085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=2811910002758323085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/2811910002758323085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/2811910002758323085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/07/keeper-of-darkest-secrets.html' title='The Keeper of the Darkest Secrets.....'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-3189930499638999405</id><published>2008-07-18T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:25:00.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepting changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past 3 weeks have been tough for me. Living alone away from someone that you really love is not easy. Eating on the fact that you only have the time to see him/her once a week..not easy for me to swallow. But looking on the brightside of things..it will only make our love even stronger than before...thus, I have to accept the change in my life today without you....for how long more will this last??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-3189930499638999405?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/3189930499638999405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=3189930499638999405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/3189930499638999405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/3189930499638999405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/07/accepting-changes.html' title='Accepting changes...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-6254082359895243158</id><published>2008-07-11T13:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:21:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream....</title><content type='html'>I had the strangest dream 2 nights ago. I was driving in my car and rushing to cross the border before they had closed for the night. On my way there, there was this red honda civic in front of me and hell it was swaying from side to side. Then all of a sudden the car just crashed into something (which i couldn't remember what) and every passenger that was in the car was thrown out. There were like 7 of them all lying dead on the road. The funny thing was I didn't even bother to stop and just drove thru them avoiding each body that was in my way. When I got to the border, everyone had to get out of their car and walk into the immigration office to get their passport stamped. Now this is the wierd part.....as I entered the immigration office, I saw a friend of mine doing a demonstration on how to cook something (which again I can't remember what but it sure smelled damn good)...I was puzzled..lol..I was like ok..immigration and cooking demo..hahahaha interesting...so I got my passport stamped and just sat there watching the cook demo...lol..that's about all that I can remember of my dream...strange isn't it? lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-6254082359895243158?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/6254082359895243158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=6254082359895243158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6254082359895243158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6254082359895243158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream.html' title='The Dream....'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-296239276286131886</id><published>2008-07-09T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:56:07.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're attached to someone whom you want to spent your whole life with, it feels empty when their not around you. Sometimes I feel life is so unfair and that we have to live it the way it wants us too. Sacrifices you have to make when your in love is just sometimes too painful to live it. When you make a commitment you have to live with it no matter how difficult it becomes. But life is a challenge which we must take and face everyday of our lives. I guess being far away from you makes our love stronger each day as we cherish each moment when we're together as the time we have with each other is so limited. I wish the time would just stop but life is fair and it will go on as it has been for as long as we live. Being far away from you is never going to change anything as my love for you has anchored in the depths of your soul...So to those of you who are always closed to your love ones, you are blessed. Love them and cherish every single moment with them..you know that we are all just given one chance in our life and that's the life that we are living now.... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-296239276286131886?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/296239276286131886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=296239276286131886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/296239276286131886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/296239276286131886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/07/far-away.html' title='Far Away......'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1063281320724757022</id><published>2008-05-16T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:40:50.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been awhile since I've last posted anything..hehe...well I thought I should at least write something today since I have like 10 mins before lunch ends...so...here we go... I had a great weekend last week not because of the Jazz Festival which everyone is bragging about but because it was Mother's day. Treated her to a nice Lunch..I hope she was happy.. She's taught me so many things in life and brought me up to be the woman I am today. There's so much more to say like what a Blessing I have to have a mother like her. Sometimes I just wish I could just give her everything in life and I hope that wish will come soon. Every moment spent with her is always cherishing. I can only say one thing and that is I LOVE HER so very much...I have dedicated this song to my Mother and to her only for the rest of my life...the words are just so meaningful...and it is just the perfect song for her...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SONG FOR MAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me everything&lt;br /&gt;And everything you've given me&lt;br /&gt;I always keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;You're the driving force in my life, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone that I can be&lt;br /&gt;And it just wouldn't feel right&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't have you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there for me to love and care for me&lt;br /&gt;When skies were grey&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was down&lt;br /&gt;You were always there to comfort me&lt;br /&gt;And no one else can be what you have been to me&lt;br /&gt;You will always be you always will be the girl&lt;br /&gt;In my life for all times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, mama you know I love you&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know I love you&lt;br /&gt;Mama, mama you're the queen of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like&lt;br /&gt;Tears from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Mama, I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' you is like food to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always down for me&lt;br /&gt;Have always been around for me even when I was bad&lt;br /&gt;You showed me right from my wrong&lt;br /&gt;Yes you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you took up for me&lt;br /&gt;When everyone was downin' me&lt;br /&gt;You always did understand&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so many times&lt;br /&gt;Looking back when I was so afraid&lt;br /&gt;And then you come to me&lt;br /&gt;And say to me I can face anything&lt;br /&gt;And no one else can do&lt;br /&gt;What you have done for me&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be&lt;br /&gt;You will always be the girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna go a day without you&lt;br /&gt;Fills me up just thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;I'd never go a day without my mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music &amp;amp; Lyrics by Boyz II Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1063281320724757022?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1063281320724757022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1063281320724757022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1063281320724757022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1063281320724757022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/05/return.html' title='The Return'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-6350541373320811143</id><published>2008-01-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:29:40.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Heart Hath Spoken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My Knight....&lt;br /&gt;How handsome and brave thou art&lt;br /&gt;The blood of many hast thou slayed&lt;br /&gt;I pray that thine armor may safeguard thee&lt;br /&gt;For thy protection is what concerns thy lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my heart longs for thee&lt;br /&gt;To meet the longing of my deepest soul&lt;br /&gt;Each night I wait and wish upon the stars&lt;br /&gt;That thou may cometh forth to call upon thy lady&lt;br /&gt;Only to find that each night ends without thine presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do thou O' Knight seek thine lady's secret?&lt;br /&gt;The hidden truth of thee unspoken?&lt;br /&gt;If thus then hope, but speaketh silence&lt;br /&gt;Then in thine heart wilt thou seek thine triumph....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-6350541373320811143?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/6350541373320811143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=6350541373320811143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6350541373320811143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6350541373320811143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/01/her-heart-hath-spoken.html' title='Her Heart Hath Spoken...'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-7815213779260746540</id><published>2008-01-10T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:16:48.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Milady oh my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shall it not be spoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nay it could be denied&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awaken from a deep sorrow &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By only a whisper &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushes to this soul&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The glitters of your sole uniqueness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s an inspirational&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough to resolve the missing puzzle&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I speak no foul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor I speak with gladness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are bond with another&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There I saw you out your window&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching upon the stars&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reveal as it shine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight to this heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Screamed of words in silentness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my love is forbid to yours&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My humble and honor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even only seeing upon you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like as you glimpsed to those wishing stars&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thou I must seek to face it now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the truth is not viable to be&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The story ends where the Knight bows for honor to the Princess with a sealed lip and yet an ego)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Inspired and Written by Sitty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-7815213779260746540?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/7815213779260746540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=7815213779260746540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7815213779260746540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7815213779260746540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2008/01/wish.html' title='The Wish'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1857179158175162914</id><published>2007-12-29T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:35:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving You.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beneath all those hurts&lt;br /&gt;Least that I know&lt;br /&gt;There you were standing with a smile&lt;br /&gt;That touches me in many ways&lt;br /&gt;Nor could I find a word to describe&lt;br /&gt;Thus my hidden soul had spoken it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Words by Sitty Sambas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1857179158175162914?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1857179158175162914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1857179158175162914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1857179158175162914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1857179158175162914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/12/loving-you.html' title='Loving You.....'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-6305838385145606681</id><published>2007-12-17T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:45:58.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It's like you're a drug&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a demon I can't face down&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm running from you all the time&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;It's like the only company I seek is misery all around&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a leech&lt;br /&gt;Sucking the life from me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I let you have all the power&lt;br /&gt;And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm giving up slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know these voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;Are mine alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll never change my ways&lt;br /&gt;If I don't give you up now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more hit&lt;br /&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Then that's it&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on you&lt;br /&gt;I need a fix&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more hit&lt;br /&gt;I promise I can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;I'll handle it, quit it&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Then that's it&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit more to get me through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't see anything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;It's like I can't think&lt;br /&gt;Without you interrupting me&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-6305838385145606681?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/6305838385145606681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=6305838385145606681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6305838385145606681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6305838385145606681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/12/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-4676031992922802934</id><published>2007-12-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:36:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry that I have not posted in a long time. Life has been pretty busy lately with work. So I felt guilty for not posting and so the post that I am about to write tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my past years to date, I've been Blessed with many beautiful friends that come and go. Its great to know that you have friends that care. Its especially great to be in a community of friends that are like you. (i think i hinted right there) ..and we meet the people we love along the way. Then as it keeps going on you start a life with your new partner. Its just beautiful. But it takes a long way to get there for some and a short time for others. Yes. Life can be unfair at times but then again nothing is ever fair in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-4676031992922802934?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/4676031992922802934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=4676031992922802934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4676031992922802934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4676031992922802934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/12/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1059478847660083993</id><published>2007-12-04T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:16:17.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a long day for me again today. I was extremely HIGH at work. Had to rush to Kuala Lurah to get my car pass renewed. The funny thing was I forgot to submit my report. (laughs at myself) so on the way back I had to stop by Wy WY Bengkurong to gain internet access to submit my report. You don't want to get screwed the next day. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the trip down to Kuala Lurah was fairly busy today. With cars queuing up to get across to Limbang. I had no choice but to join in the fun. HAHA. It had rain heavily earlier in that part of the world. So as I was driving along the road back there was smoke all along the way. The roads were dark and there weren't many cars along that way. It felt as if for the moment I was going down this strange path into the darkness. I was like cool! HAHA (somehow wishing it was cool).  It could have been another crazy adventure for me as nothing much really happens here in Brunei. HAHAHA. Anyway, I stopped by Wy Wy and here I am trying to post something fun up in my blog today as I have not been posting too lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's about all I can say for today. My battery is dying. There goes the beep. I'm signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1059478847660083993?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1059478847660083993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1059478847660083993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1059478847660083993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1059478847660083993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-4088607082978847956</id><published>2007-11-26T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:44:03.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;You are the guardian of my life,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve touch me in so many beautiful ways,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve shown me what life really means to me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve taught me the value of being alive today.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I love you with all my heart and soul, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know how much you mean to me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the countless Blessings that you’ve brought to me in my life.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;There’s so much more that I would like to say,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there’s just one thing I want you to know,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you will always be My Angel, my ONE and ONLY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-4088607082978847956?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/4088607082978847956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=4088607082978847956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4088607082978847956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/4088607082978847956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-angel.html' title='My Angel'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-1474322715468589150</id><published>2007-11-24T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:37:02.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Relationships, decisions, work, family are all part of life. But what is it that you really want in life? Ever thought of that? Where do you want to be 5 years from now? Do you have a goal in your life? The purpose of living? Are you happy with what you have now? or contented in other words? If all these are bothering you..then that makes you special. Why? because not many people think the way others do. There's always an urge to want more. Do better.  Think of it that way. It makes more sense to life when you're able to overpower those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all want to be someone special someday or shall I say a successful person someday? Are we willing to take the risks that one must go thru to get there? Are we willing to make that commitment to be that better person than what you are today? The choices you make in life today determines your path to where it will lead you. It is never to late to want it so bad. There's always time coz only you can make time. Life is all about choices. Think BIG. It does make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-1474322715468589150?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/1474322715468589150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=1474322715468589150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1474322715468589150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/1474322715468589150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-5059114290533296485</id><published>2007-11-22T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T07:57:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Found Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this a dream?&lt;br /&gt;If it is&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me from this high&lt;br /&gt;I've become comfortably numb&lt;br /&gt;Until you opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When everything's right&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;When no one else was lookin'&lt;br /&gt;How did you know just where I would be?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you broke through&lt;br /&gt;All of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;And you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we are&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty far&lt;br /&gt;When you think of where we've been&lt;br /&gt;No going back&lt;br /&gt;I'm fading out&lt;br /&gt;All that has faded me within&lt;br /&gt;You're by my side&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's fine&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;When no one else was lookin'&lt;br /&gt;How did you know just where I would be?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you broke through&lt;br /&gt;All of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;And you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was hiding&lt;br /&gt;'Til you came along&lt;br /&gt;And showed me where I belong&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;When no one else was lookin'&lt;br /&gt;How did you know?&lt;br /&gt;How did you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found meWhen no one else was lookin'&lt;br /&gt;How did you know just where I would be?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you broke through&lt;br /&gt;All of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;And you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You found me)&lt;br /&gt;(When no one else was lookin')&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;(How did you know just where I would be?)&lt;br /&gt;You broke through&lt;br /&gt;All of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;And you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;And the things in between&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*Music &amp;amp; Lyrics by Kelly Clarkson*&lt;br /&gt;(Dedicated to someone special)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-5059114290533296485?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/5059114290533296485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=5059114290533296485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/5059114290533296485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/5059114290533296485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-found-me.html' title='You Found Me'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-7636770498565737744</id><published>2007-11-21T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:23:53.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To me it is a something wonderful. Something so beautiful that meets the eye. Not physically but mentally and emotionally. The dream you have always dreamt of. And finally its there right in front of you. It sends electrical signals down your spine. Love makes the world around you feel safe and accommodating. Its just beautiful. There’s no other words that can express the meaning of love. I guess the only way to express it is thru your feelings towards someone. The way you hold her in your arms and look deep into her eyes and tell her that you love her. Take one minute and just close your eyes. Picture the one in front of you. See the beauty in her eyes and look deeper into her eyes and you will find how much love there is that is just waiting to explode. You will see how deep the love will go till it warms your heart and you never want that feeling to go away, ever. &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love is about having fun with someone special. They make the world go round. *smiles* Love is mentally stimulating, don’t you think so? What do you think of Love? What do you think it really is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-7636770498565737744?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/7636770498565737744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=7636770498565737744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7636770498565737744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/7636770498565737744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-love.html' title='What is LOVE?'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-6429216505179116582</id><published>2007-11-20T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:20:06.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>InSincerity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Have you ever had someone who would sweep you off your feet every time you meet them? Your heart starts racing when you’re with them. You stutter and just freeze when you talk to them? Have you felt that before? These people only want you when they need you. But when they don’t they leave you longing for them. They tell you that you are the world to them but only to find that you have been fooled by them. You give them 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; chances over and over again. But what do you get back from it? Do you people think that it is OK to mess around with other people’s feelings? Do you know how it feels to be played all the time? No. You don’t! All you people know is to please yourselves. Enough is enough! You apologize again and again but it becomes routine. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s like your lips has been programmed to utter the word “SORRY” the Hell with that! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sometimes I just don’t understand. Or rather, is it me that don’t understand or is it the other party that doesn’t? Or is it because you rather see or listen to what YOU want to and filter the rest? Do you find that playing these games are fun for you? Don’t you ever stop and wonder how the other party feels? You mean the world to them don’t you realize that? They’d do anything for you. They’d go to the ends of the world for you only to know that they have been played over and over again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;You know that they’ve hurt you so much but you keep persisiting saying that everything will change one day. You put faith and believe that things will change but did it?? Tell me????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-6429216505179116582?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/6429216505179116582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=6429216505179116582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6429216505179116582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/6429216505179116582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/insincerity.html' title='InSincerity'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-50671985454591017</id><published>2007-11-19T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:30:44.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Say Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who would ever thought a guy&lt;br /&gt;Would want a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever thought that I&lt;br /&gt;Would fall so easily&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever thought that we&lt;br /&gt;Would finally come to be&lt;br /&gt;I guess they just don't know&lt;br /&gt;How much you mean to me         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who would ever thought that they&lt;br /&gt;Would have some words to say&lt;br /&gt;We'll go on anyway It's alright - it's ok&lt;br /&gt;Take whatever come our way&lt;br /&gt;Together we will stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got three words to say Never say never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't believe they'd stop out happiness&lt;br /&gt;By trying to pull us down with such a mess&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they let us live just like the rest&lt;br /&gt;And keep us out of all this crazy madness&lt;br /&gt;Now when they talk I think it's just a shame&lt;br /&gt;That all they do is sit and think my name&lt;br /&gt;When all that I do is mainly&lt;br /&gt;Sit and think about my baby and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now baby they can't believe that&lt;br /&gt;You and me are together&lt;br /&gt;That's why they should have never Never said never&lt;br /&gt;There were times when we thought that&lt;br /&gt;You and me could never be together&lt;br /&gt;That's why we should have never Never said never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Music &amp;amp; Lyrics by Brandy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love this song by Brandy. Means a lot to me. Ever listened to a song and you know how you have that feeling where you get all emotional about it and that it relates to you somehow directly or indirectly? heehee..I'm sure everyone has had that once or twice in their life. Who gives a D*** about what people say. Its your life, not theirs. You live it as you wish too. No one can stop you. Agree??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-50671985454591017?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/50671985454591017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=50671985454591017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/50671985454591017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/50671985454591017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/never-say-never.html' title='Never Say Never'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401795089239485770.post-792792256253965209</id><published>2007-11-16T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:28:41.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Humans are incomplete unsatisfied beings. They always want more. When two people meet, there is magic in the air. Everything else doesn't matter. But when things gets out of hand selfishness steps in and love is lost and anger sits in. Why? Do we blindly loose ourselves in whatever we feel is right without even stopping once to think about the what the other feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about conscience? Guilt? No. Never will one be left with guilt. Never will they have the conscience to judge what is right and what is wrong anymore. We do what we feel is right and then compromise.  Do you feel the same way too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when the other misunderstands and when they don't see the other side of you. If they had only waited a little longer and looked deeper into our hearts will they find the true love that they are longing for. Sadly this rarely happens. It Hurts.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401795089239485770-792792256253965209?l=theword-lady.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/feeds/792792256253965209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401795089239485770&amp;postID=792792256253965209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/792792256253965209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401795089239485770/posts/default/792792256253965209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theword-lady.blogspot.com/2007/11/misunderstood.html' title='Misunderstood?'/><author><name>ladylynx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06829979823460018265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iig_fPrMCio/SPl0ZvygabI/AAAAAAAAABw/fg1CEn7_GpM/S220/shanenaked.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
