<?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-24435413</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:56:15.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron</title><subtitle type='html'>Love, Live.LiFe.tO.tHe.FuLLeSt
My Blog on Family, Love and Work.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-117007757660781722</id><published>2007-01-29T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:59:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Republic Of Singapore Navy</title><content type='html'>sigh~ ok so i got this letter a few weeks ago which states:&lt;br /&gt;THE ENLISTMENT ACT(CHAPTER 93)&lt;br /&gt;FURTHER REPORTING ORDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.You are hereby required under the Enlistment Act (Chapter 93) to report for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vocation Assessment &lt;/strong&gt;on 29/1/2007 at 7:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;Sembawang Naval Base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please bring along your (i shorten it lah) national IC, PT Attire 100% cotton shirt, dark coloured shorts, track shoes, swimming trunks, towel, swimming goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do not bring ..... (blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Vocation Assessment will take the whole day to complete the following stages:&lt;br /&gt;a. Medical screening (not again... CMPB did already...)&lt;br /&gt;b. Physical Fitness Assessment (not again! napfa!)&lt;br /&gt;c. Psychology Assessment (NOT AGAIN! IQ+EQ TEST)&lt;br /&gt;d. Interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Please call &lt;a href="mailto:.......@!#@!%@%@#$!23"&gt;.......@!#@!%@%@#$!23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: any person withing or outside Singapore who fails to comply with this Notice shall be guilty of an offence under the Enlistment Act (Chapter 93) and shall be liable on conviction to a fine not exceeding &lt;strong&gt;$10,000&lt;/strong&gt; or to &lt;strong&gt;imprisonment&lt;/strong&gt; for a term not exceeding &lt;strong&gt;3 years&lt;/strong&gt; or to both such fine and imprisonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(@!#%$#@%$@$ thats all folks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went there today in the morning, dad fetched me there... oh well met at sembawang MRT for bus pickup, waited we a group of 50 guys around my age 20-22, from ITE and POLY students over the country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone seems exceptionally fit and healthy... gosh. PES A civilian really not alot...&lt;br /&gt;Met a few new friends, fit well together, we are happy and there we go to the camp on bus.&lt;br /&gt;There are a few beng alikes... but then i did not mix with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well, reached the camp, the bus went around the camp a little and i got a view of those army vehicles, navy boats and etc etc... haha suddenly got an urge to steal one and drive away... why? coz i played too much GTA(grand theft auto). LOL always stealing army vechicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we alighted, we went to do our medical check up instantly. So there we go waited for around an hour or so. I was in the first row so i went in with 4 other guys i met, we soon became close and hit off well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st station, drawing of blood. Damn! scary. the male medic whom i suspect is a trainee, tie a string around my arm, tie it hard and tighten. then asked me to pump my fist so that the blood flows and my vein will appear on my arm. There he goes, inserted the syringe's needle.&lt;br /&gt;wait, i am shaking, i am trembling. Hell no, the medic was. WTF! the media actually trembles while doing the injection. Gosh! PAIN! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of station is boring, lung strength checkup, hearing checkup, and medical screening.&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Lunch time! yesh! nice food at the canteen. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we did the IQ+EQ test with 300 questions... god that was long........... long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we got to do an interesting yet scary CHAMBER PRESSURE DIVE called the bouce dive.&lt;br /&gt;We are asked to strip naked, 10 of us... okay left with underwears or swimming trunks.&lt;br /&gt;so 1o of us went into this small submarine-like chamber. it was so gay i tell u.... all sitting beside each other, facing each other. eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it started, we were asked to clear our ears as the pressure in the chamber rises to equivilent of a 10m Deep Sea. then down back to 0m pressure. Our group took 12mins to complete the 10m. wow... it was really scary and painful to our ears. we may bleed anytime from our nose and eyes and mouth. But the method to release pressure is all worth it. just have to keep blowing and releasing pressure through our ears.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard that another group of 10 actually fails... haha. not funny la. serious. But they did it for 5m dive in 22mins... haiz they could have done better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are off to the swimming pool! striped naked to swimming trunks, we are ask to test swim breast stroke for 4 short laps. no problem. I got a good for swimming test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, DINNER! its about 5.00pm now. canteen dinner again. NICE FOOD again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, after dinner, we went for the last Interview section. sigh long interview for me. The 'Sir' kept physcoing me. sigh! make me feel that i should join Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so tough. tedious. He mentioned that we are do train like a commando but with additional diving session and training.! omg wtf rite? daily training also include sea circuit training... sigh!&lt;br /&gt;looks like i gotta befriend the SEA le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12hours total for whole day assessment. sad. tired. depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day ended sadly, the guy who interviewed me told me that even if i dont get into navy, i will also get into commando or guards... coz i am PES A. but navy has a strict intake for PES A + Perfect eyesight. no point.. he even asked me to start swimming and training now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else now.. september will be my in take... and i can skip tekong shit..&lt;br /&gt;So now no green camo shirt.... its blue navy suit and white navy uniform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let fate decide if i should get the confirmation letter. For now like the interviewer said,&lt;br /&gt;welcome to NDU, Naval Diving Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS Vocation Assessment Result:: PES 'A' SPECIALIST NAVY SEAL DIVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-117007757660781722?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/117007757660781722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/117007757660781722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2007/01/republic-of-singapore-navy.html' title='Republic Of Singapore Navy'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115847602679737778</id><published>2006-09-17T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:39:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closed.</title><content type='html'>Blog shifted to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://DearlingDarling.blogspot.com"&gt;Http://DearlingDarling.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115847602679737778?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115847602679737778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115847602679737778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/09/closed.html' title='Closed.'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115840504927078439</id><published>2006-09-16T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:10:49.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End.</title><content type='html'>my world is once again empty.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll find my path soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115840504927078439?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115840504927078439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115840504927078439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/09/end.html' title='End.'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115683622533327578</id><published>2006-08-29T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:23:45.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, you made me depress again.&lt;br /&gt;after so many messages i sent you, trying to tell you i need your attention, you still placed me at the back of your waiting list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone else and everything else is much more important than me. I don't feel your concern and love anymore... you didnt even care to talk to me properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you prefer to neglect me and my feelings, i understand that i wasnt as important to you as before already. No matter how much tears i shed for you, no matter how much i truly wants to see and be with you, you never understand. My heart is left dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stressful to you and so you would rather be alone. fine. i am sorry, i won't bother you anymore or give you any more problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care, i'll miss the memories. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115683622533327578?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115683622533327578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115683622533327578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-you-made-me-depress-again.html' title=''/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115660560504527036</id><published>2006-08-26T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:20:05.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1279/2516/1600/Maple0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1279/2516/400/Maple0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115660560504527036?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115660560504527036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115660560504527036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115660009066251759</id><published>2006-08-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:48:10.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Closing Chapters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115660009066251759?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115660009066251759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115660009066251759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/08/closing-chapters.html' title=''/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-115045051279936406</id><published>2006-06-16T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:08:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Work] A new found skill</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Work work work&lt;/strong&gt;.... that's what has been going on for 4 months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good being a Research Programmer yet so stressed up being one.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, being able to work here for 5 months is definately better than studying for 2 years in school. What i have learnt and experienced here is totaly out of the books and practical lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i am now a very versatile programmer. Hardcore you can name me.&lt;br /&gt;The school haven't even taught me C++ but i am already good at it now at work. Not to even mention C programming. During these days at work, i learnt 3 new programming languages on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C++ , Delphi/pascal, tcl/tk, ASM !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i really enjoyed myself. So meaningful as a programmer away from school. I hack game on my own, edit source codes and really do great programs at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now doing windows driver programming, API programming! the lowest lvl of windows programming! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so to close up this post i will state what i have learnt and used in this project i have been working on in the company. (confidential project and company)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;html coding, flash action scripting, tcl/tk programming, C programming, C++ programming, Visual C++ programming, Vb.net programming, Java programming, Delphi programming, Pascal programming, DOS batch programming, oh and ASM -assembly language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where i have used them:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hacking&lt;br /&gt;web building&lt;br /&gt;Work project&lt;br /&gt;virus making&lt;br /&gt;socket programming&lt;br /&gt;driver developmemt (using ddk)&lt;br /&gt;wireless lan network programming&lt;br /&gt;Flash simulating&lt;br /&gt;Tcl/tk simulating&lt;br /&gt;LINUX -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-115045051279936406?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115045051279936406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/115045051279936406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/06/work-new-found-skill.html' title='[Work] A new found skill'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114828430647824111</id><published>2006-05-22T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:35:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Love] i don't want anything but You.</title><content type='html'>i cant stand it any longer... my attachment job sux. the people sux. work sux. pay sux.&lt;br /&gt;everything sux to the core. The online game i am playing sux. the people in there sux.&lt;br /&gt;Everthing, everday sux cause i am spending my life meaninglessly here working in some&lt;br /&gt;research company where i have no interest anymore. Why does school attachments has to be 5 fucking months long??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. ARGHZ! i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i just want you! i just want to run away from everything with you. I just want to hug u by the beach, grab a drink and go shopping with you! i just want to be happy! I HAVE NEVER FELT HAPPY since we work in attachment jobs... everyday is a sad and stressful day. Every week will have a sad occassion due to our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my life now. I WANT TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU ELAINE! I WANT TO SPEND MORE TIME WITH MY FAMILY. I WANT TO SPEND MORE TIME ON SPORTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY LIFE NOW!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I WANT TO BE HAPPY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114828430647824111?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114828430647824111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114828430647824111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-i-dont-want-anything-but-you.html' title='[Love] i don&apos;t want anything but You.'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114768909350331739</id><published>2006-05-15T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:31:33.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you ...</title><content type='html'>i love you. i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114768909350331739?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114768909350331739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114768909350331739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-you.html' title='I love you ...'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114736292353854371</id><published>2006-05-11T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:09:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our heart doesnt beat together anymore... ...</title><content type='html'>All i ever wanted is you by my side&lt;br /&gt;all i ever need is you in my life&lt;br /&gt;all i ever asked is you loving me forever...&lt;br /&gt;all i want is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need you. i love you for all my life and on this earth you are the only one i love so much and cared about. I don't need friends because i am happy being alone with you. My love is not like any other guy... why cant u understand me? i am just different. I can give everything up for you. i love you truthfully from the bottom of my heart. why do you have to hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know i never ever complained about spending my time with you instead of my friends? do you know i never wanted to go out with anyfriends but you? i only need you. it's that simple.&lt;br /&gt;you used to accompany me and love me... you used to stay by my side always and love me everyday. i know i can see it in your heart that you truely loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you had friends and u complained i am being possessive. i am really not, please. i really love you and i only want you by my side. i only want a world of our own and not any other external factors. u have changed. my love did not. my heart is breaking now...&lt;br /&gt;do you know... i stayed by your side everyday and also need you badly with me every moment? do you know i never go out with friends because deep in my heart i know i only needs you. you are my everthing.... i really wish our love would last forever. i really wish you would give me all the time we have on earth. coz i really only want u. till the day we die, our friends won't be around us anymore. i really wish to spend everyday just with you.... i really wish you would cherish me as much as i cherish you. I unleashed all my love i could give but ends up hurting myself.... why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is real coz i only needs you and truly only wants to be with you. perhaps what you wanted is "freedom". But to me, being with you alone is all the freedom i need. being just with you and sticking to you, i have never felt being forced to or whatsoever. i dont feel you are possessive not because you never gave me freedom but it's because i am willingly to give you my everday and life and because i know i just need you to fill my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanted a pure love that only involves us and not external factors. if you think u lost your "freedom" because of me. sorry i understand that you are like the majority of the people on earth. But i am really disappointed that you dont feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;My love only involves 2 person that's why i never feel for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had already gave my best love and deep concern to you in my heart. Deep down inside me i really cared for you than anybody else. i may sound foolish but i am just myself... i didnt want to be like that. i didnt want to be born like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wanted a simple and pure love. i only need you and you by my side. i only want to spend the rest of my life with you. i really hope the one i love feels the same. but u did not.&lt;br /&gt;We are two very different ppl. our mentality of love is different. i believed someone would feels the same for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt learn to let go because i dont want to... because my love tells me not to....&lt;br /&gt;for now, i will bury my love and hopefully dies quietly with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted is someone who love,care and concern for me wholeheartly ...forever.&lt;br /&gt;my tears are running dry now... i believe my love is right and i dont want to become heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just couldnt let go with your "freedom". u think it was freedom but it is not. love doesnt need freedom. if you truly loves someone you wont bother about anything else but about spending your whole life meaningfully with him/her until the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why let freedom affect us? if u love me thorougly you wouldnt think being alone with me is possessive. thats exactly what i am feeling and thinking. i dont complain because i truly loves you. sorry i had to mention is so many times but i really want you to know MY LOVE for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving out my 110% love and ends up being 100% heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;Being loved is really better than loving another.&lt;br /&gt;i will stop exhausting my love. my heart doesnt beat anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shouldnt be possessive but i really wished you would feel the same as me. Perhaps God never let 2 emotional people be together. i know i am a guy and i know it sux to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you really know i love you. i hope you would cherish me. if not, i wont have strength to carry on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please bless me true and eternal happiness.  :'( &lt;br /&gt;Mending my own broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;Ron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114736292353854371?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114736292353854371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114736292353854371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-heart-doesnt-beat-together-anymore.html' title='Our heart doesnt beat together anymore... ...'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114678942532996752</id><published>2006-05-05T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:37:05.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, leads life to the lowest.</title><content type='html'>a.br0ken.h3art.left.unmended.&lt;br /&gt;leaving.me.alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114678942532996752?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114678942532996752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114678942532996752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-leads-life-to-lowest.html' title='Love, leads life to the lowest.'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114421144434938032</id><published>2006-04-05T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T15:09:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loving.me.loving.you</title><content type='html'>To My Darling Elaine,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank you... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the love you had given me.&lt;br /&gt;for all the joy you brought to me.&lt;br /&gt;for all the moments you spent with me.&lt;br /&gt;for all the tears you shed for me.&lt;br /&gt;for all the things you had done for me.&lt;br /&gt;for all the memories you left for me.&lt;br /&gt;//for being with me//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, i love you. We may tend to drift but we always found one another back.&lt;br /&gt;All the heartbreaks were worth it. Let's live our love life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Dearest Dearling.&lt;br /&gt;ron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114421144434938032?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114421144434938032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114421144434938032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/04/lovingmelovingyou.html' title='loving.me.loving.you'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24435413.post-114421048047939362</id><published>2006-04-05T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T12:14:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>understanding.of.a.misunderstood.love</title><content type='html'>Does hanging onto a love forever means everlasting?&lt;br /&gt;Does letting go means happiness or selfishness?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't a mended heart twice as vulnerable as a broken one?&lt;br /&gt;What is the true meaning of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is simply saying i love you from the bottom of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever means i will love you forever even by the means of enduring neverending heart-breaking moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go means selfishness as you shrink responsibilites rather than doing your best to make your partner happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mended heart is more vulnerable in giving into a problem which leads easily to heartbreaks. However, a heart left unmended would grows to become unfeeling over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True meaning of love means ..... (i don't think anyone would have the answer. it would be the last moment of my life would i know the true meaning of love.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24435413-114421048047939362?l=rondaguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114421048047939362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24435413/posts/default/114421048047939362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rondaguy.blogspot.com/2006/04/understandingofamisunderstoodlove.html' title='understanding.of.a.misunderstood.love'/><author><name>3T08 Admin</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></entry></feed>
