<?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-1724733855847441540</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:36:31.819+08:00</updated><category term='Taz Rodrigues'/><category term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Our Never Ending Love Story</title><subtitle type='html'>Our love was born on the 15th October 2009. This blog was created as our 2nd monthsary commemoration. The blog posts written are from our hearts. Stories and memories meant to be shared with the world. We hope to spread our love through words. Readers please bless us and thank you for reading =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-6539665955848297970</id><published>2010-01-13T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:03:16.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>I Miss Those Days I Spent With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So many days have passed and I have not updated this blog and so hasn't Baby...Things have been pretty rough between Baby and me recently...So I didn't quite have the mood to blog and all...I wonder why parents make a big deal out of their children's love life...I mean they used to date too and it's not something new to them...Then why?!! It's so sick and tiring to keep getting into the same mess over and over again...But I don't have much a choice...I have to carry on because of one person...I have to carry on because of Baby...No matter what happens, the final destination is for us to be happily married and living under one roof, starting our own family...Right now everything is just equally stressful...This relationship, my school, my personal life...I am just a complete mess...I am so sorry Baby for causing all these problems for you...I just feel so guilty that I made a really awesome guy in my life suffer because of the stuff I undergo...It's just not fair and besides I am sure Baby deserves better...It's all because of me...Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-6539665955848297970?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6539665955848297970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-those-days-i-spent-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6539665955848297970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6539665955848297970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-those-days-i-spent-with-you.html' title='I Miss Those Days I Spent With You'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-5448782063677200245</id><published>2010-01-09T21:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:45:27.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Love Me Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friday January 08, I went out with my baby. Baby got MC, she did not have to attend school the whole day and that was a good and bad thing but to me it was mainly a good thing. I left my house around 10am in the morning. Took the train as per normal, when i was around Toa Payoh baby called me and told me that she was already going to leave her house. I was like OKAY? that's something new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I reached the mall and went up to the theatre, I saw my baby sitting at the kopitiam. Seeing that place really brought back memories of the past. That theatre was the place where we had our first date. I saw her sitting there dress in almost all white, She looked like an angel lah! seriously! So, we talked and decided to look around. We looked at clothes and furniture for our future house :). It was around 12pm when we bought the tickets, before the movie we had lunch. Baby paid for everything, i had carrot cake and baby had Char Kway Tiao! as usually we both would feed each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;We both went into the cinema and we watched the movie at the same hall as on the first date which was nice, We sat down and cuddled like normal couples. I fed baby some popcorn and she fed me some too, It was a pretty nice show. It was not the best show but it did have alot of meaning to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The movie ended and we went to the bank to settle some bank stuff, we went into the bank and to me it was like a tunnel whereby the was no return. It was like were married or something. The lady said we could not start an account together because I was not 21, What a bummer! We continued our window shopping and i got to say i really enjoyed my day with her and i really think it would be nice if could continue to do this for the rest of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;We passed by a jewellery shop and we looked at a couple of rings, we wanted to buy a ring for our third month anniversary but we both just couldn't wait! We bought a couple ring with our named engraved in it. It was awesome lah! OMG! We then walked back home, it started to rain really heavily, it reminded me of those few time we were going out and it was raining so we had to stop under a near by block, very romantic lah! We exchanged our ring under the block and told each other how much we loved each other, for some reason baby started laughing continuously! OKAY?! anyway, baby walked me to admiralty MRT and she took a bus home. That day was the most fun day i had in a really long time and i really would like to thank my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1724733855847441540-5448782063677200245?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5448782063677200245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-me-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5448782063677200245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5448782063677200245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-me-forever.html' title='Love Me Forever'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-4847482389020438924</id><published>2010-01-09T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:30:12.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Promise I Made To Myself Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thursday, 07 January 2010…A235 Psychology...Baby sent me to school again, for the second time…Along the way there was some misunderstanding though…While we were planning about the meeting venue and all, Baby told me not to make him wait a long time, which make me feel like as though I was one of those bloody caring-less girlfriends who made their poor boyfriends wait for ages and ages and in the end change the plan and all…But well I guess Baby had the point down there too…I did make him wait and I do agree that my time management is terrible…I should so learn to discipline myself…Anyway, let’s continue…So Baby sent me to school and waited for me at the pantry…When down to eat during first and second break…Psychology was easy and there wasn’t much work to be done, so I guess that was one of the reasons of to why I could walk around aimlessly with my sweetheart…So fast as time passed, the day too ended quickly…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friday, 08 January 2010…Couldn’t sleep the night before, so I tossed and turned and forced myself to sleep…In the end, I did manage to fall asleep but woke up in the morning with terrible stiff neck…When to the clinic to get a MC and applied for LOA…Doctor gave an injection to my arm to numb the area around my neck so that the pain would suppress…Felt slightly better after that…Decided to stay at home and rest initially but then I changed my mind…I might as well meet Baby…Anyway we had to go to the bank to settle some stuff too…So I called up Baby and told him to meet me at Causeway Point…Well since I did make him wait for the first two days, I decided that I would be much earlier this time just so that the score would cancel out…Waited for Baby for about 45mins then after Baby came, we walked around Causeway Point…Going up and down shops, window-shopping...Not my kind of thing but anything with Baby around is definitely fun…Finally we went to buy tickets for a movie, Cirque De Freak The Vampire’s Assistant…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The movie wasn’t bad…Was quite interesting actually…I learnt something from the movie...The monkey girl once said, “Being alive is not about being what you are but it’s about being who you are”…To my dearest Daniel…Even though you think that you are imperfect, so be it because that will always remain as what you are…But who you are is something that will never change…You are the one who I fell in love with and that fact will never ever change no matter what you are…I want you to know that Baby…And I love you so much…Ok fast forward…As usual time passed quickly like the wind direction continuously changing…I had to make my way back home, so Baby and me decided to walk…Baby wanted to take the long sheltered way home…It was drizzling lightly and I thought it was better if we took the short cut, although it wasn’t sheltered…Just a light drizzle wouldn’t do harm to us right? No…Totally wrong…We were so darn close to our destination and the rain just poured on us…Total WTF!!! Ok next time I’ll follow what Baby says...We were totally wet from head to toe and to make things worse the wind blew our asses into ice blocks…Haha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We went back the other way and into the sheltered pathway then walked all the way dripping wet amongst the millions of students walking home from Republic Polytechnic…What a bummer man…Anyway, once we reached shelter, the rain stopped…Major WTF again!!! Walked under the blocks and found a nice place to sit and relax for a while…Took pictures of something special and waited for our clothes to dry a little…I found that incident so romantic…To shiver my ass off in the arms of my sweetheart…The best experience ever!!! After we were convinced that it wouldn’t rain anymore, we decided to head back home…Walked down memory lane…Those first few days we were dating, Baby and me used to walk along that road…So yeah…It brought back those memories and I felt really grateful and happy that our love since that day has grown stronger and not weaker…Sent Baby all the way to Admiralty MRT and that was it…The end of the day…Well thank you so much for that day Baby…I love you so much and I pray that we’ll have more of this in future…Muacks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0hn1yMWEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/qdKDbNGYfeo/s1600-h/08012010410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0hn1yMWEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/qdKDbNGYfeo/s320/08012010410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0hoR_9QDBI/AAAAAAAAADo/uIZqvp3p0Y8/s1600-h/08012010412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0hoR_9QDBI/AAAAAAAAADo/uIZqvp3p0Y8/s320/08012010412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The rings we bought yesterday, to symbolise our love for each other and as a promise that we will stay together forever no matter what happens...Thanks for the engagement ring Baby...Till death do us part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-4847482389020438924?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4847482389020438924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/promise-i-made-to-myself-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4847482389020438924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4847482389020438924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/promise-i-made-to-myself-today.html' title='The Promise I Made To Myself Today'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0hn1yMWEOI/AAAAAAAAADg/qdKDbNGYfeo/s72-c/08012010410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-5773378390624453537</id><published>2010-01-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:39:36.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Random Stuff - All About My Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can't think of anything to blog about right now...Been very busy lately with UTs and all...School just started and I really need help to manage my time more efficiently...First day of school was the best...Baby actually went the extra mile to send me to school and he waited for me to finish and sent me back home and all...I mean that's super sweet lah...Not many guys would do that right? And another thing...I forgot my wallet with him so he had to come all the way back to return it and all...Thanks honey...Well I really feel so&amp;nbsp;honored&amp;nbsp;to have such a wonderful boyfriend...I really really pray that we stay together forever and happily ever after...Well talk about my boyfriend...Maybe it's time I share certain stuff that I know about him...Both good and bad...101 things that people should know about my boyfriend...Well not exactly 101...Make that 5...Don't want to be blogging all night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Daniel supports Arsenal unlike me...I support Liverpool and yes, even though I am his girlfriend, I still get constantly bullied by him...Sucks man!!! I hate it when people make fun of Liverpool!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NOgwGKpwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FXM5FPKxTmQ/s1600-h/arsenal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NOgwGKpwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FXM5FPKxTmQ/s320/arsenal.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NOgwGKpwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FXM5FPKxTmQ/s1600-h/arsenal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. My boyfriend can be really nasty when he's angry...No matter who you are, if he is mad, he will fire at you...The same thing goes to me...I hate it when he throws his anger on me...I didn't do anything sia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NY5KtGj0I/AAAAAAAAACY/zCa_MEFk9lM/s1600-h/angry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NY5KtGj0I/AAAAAAAAACY/zCa_MEFk9lM/s320/angry.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NY5KtGj0I/AAAAAAAAACY/zCa_MEFk9lM/s1600-h/angry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. My boyfriend needs me 24/7 everyday...Like a 7-11 store you know...Expected to be open day and night...Unfortunately that is a very very difficult task to achieve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZM_1I5oI/AAAAAAAAACg/-5C1OMmiInM/s1600-h/24-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZM_1I5oI/AAAAAAAAACg/-5C1OMmiInM/s320/24-7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. My boyfriend is the craziest guy I have ever seen...If possible he wants to marry me now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZTY08ZhI/AAAAAAAAACo/oUhmUJ8xMqQ/s1600-h/marriage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZTY08ZhI/AAAAAAAAACo/oUhmUJ8xMqQ/s320/marriage.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. My boyfriend loves his grandmother more than me...And I find that so adorable!!! Family always has to come first for my future husband...Only then will I respect him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nb7YDVT7I/AAAAAAAAADI/nyudI3UyTcQ/s1600-h/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nb7YDVT7I/AAAAAAAAADI/nyudI3UyTcQ/s320/love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. My boyfriend stares at me all the time!!! Well he thinks I don't&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;it but the fact is I do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZcl1BWLI/AAAAAAAAACw/q8C_ZRo8pV4/s1600-h/staring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NZcl1BWLI/AAAAAAAAACw/q8C_ZRo8pV4/s320/staring.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. My boyfriend swears a lot!!! My god you should hear...Not that bad but for every single thing...Haiz...I hate that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NazCb2BQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xxkNzDCyj3c/s1600-h/swearing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NazCb2BQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xxkNzDCyj3c/s320/swearing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. My boyfriend's favourite way of calling me after I did something wrong : MANGKOK!!! Which literally means bowl in Malay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nbnk3F-EI/AAAAAAAAADA/Sy1l_2NK1GY/s1600-h/mangkok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nbnk3F-EI/AAAAAAAAADA/Sy1l_2NK1GY/s320/mangkok.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. My boyfriend calls me Baby!!! The name was copyrighted from me!!! Copycat lah he!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NcaqRXD5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rkSocRGmOuA/s1600-h/baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NcaqRXD5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/rkSocRGmOuA/s320/baby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. My boyfriend is the cutest guy ever!!! Every time I look at him, I just want to bite those cheeks off!!! Grrrr!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nc3DwQh2I/AAAAAAAAADY/VFO1MRd3HJQ/s1600-h/cute.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0Nc3DwQh2I/AAAAAAAAADY/VFO1MRd3HJQ/s320/cute.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well that's all for now...Super exhausted...Gonna go to bed soon...Will updates sometime soon when time permits me to...Love my sugarlove so much!!! Mwah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-5773378390624453537?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5773378390624453537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-stuff-all-about-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5773378390624453537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5773378390624453537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-stuff-all-about-my-boyfriend.html' title='Random Stuff - All About My Boyfriend'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0NOgwGKpwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FXM5FPKxTmQ/s72-c/arsenal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-5430874609027094112</id><published>2010-01-05T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:08:16.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Greatful For My Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;January 05 2010, Just got home from work like 3hours ago. I got home didn't even bath lah, I was freaking hungry so i cut some onions and fried corned beef with rice. Its like fried rice but only onions and beef, I KNOW LAH, Tak Glam! what to do sey. I don't know much dishes, Wash the plates and then went to my room, I wanted to go and bath but then i saw that my room was in a mess so i decided to clean it up before i go to bath, Then i saw a message on MSN from my beloved girlfriend, Couldn't say NO so&amp;nbsp;i replied and one thing led to another. And i haven't showered and I'm now blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know how the subject about grandmothers started but, it got me thinking about my grandmother and how cool she has been about my relationship with Mumtaz and i really would like to thank her for that. I'm thankful for the fact that she trusts me in getting my own girlfriend rather then picking one for me. I'm thankful for this years that she has supported me and stuff. Today i begin to realise what a wonder grandmother i have and i seriously love her so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-5430874609027094112?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5430874609027094112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/greatful-for-my-grandmother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5430874609027094112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/5430874609027094112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/greatful-for-my-grandmother.html' title='Greatful For My Grandmother'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-6140736375430517038</id><published>2010-01-03T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:10:09.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>I Love My Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;January 3rd 2010,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; Three days into this year and so far things look very promising, my work place is peaceful and my relationship with my baby is going great. I talked to my baby this morning about our future house and about our saving, i'm really impressed with my baby's planning, sometimes i feel like she's doing more in this relationship. I'l try to do more in this relationship but i don't know where to start. All i can say is this relationship that I'm having with my baby is looking really promising and i'm seriously really happy that things are working out. Thanks baby for doing so much in this relationship, i feel so lucky to have a girlfriend like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0CMwloMDCI/AAAAAAAAACA/oTv8LOnHQ5Y/s1600-h/sceneone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0CMwloMDCI/AAAAAAAAACA/oTv8LOnHQ5Y/s400/sceneone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0CMydj2F4I/AAAAAAAAACI/FE-VZUd1RVs/s1600-h/scene2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0CMydj2F4I/AAAAAAAAACI/FE-VZUd1RVs/s400/scene2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is what i did the whole day, besides sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hope you really like it baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/1724733855847441540-6140736375430517038?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6140736375430517038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6140736375430517038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6140736375430517038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-my-baby.html' title='I Love My Baby!'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/S0CMwloMDCI/AAAAAAAAACA/oTv8LOnHQ5Y/s72-c/sceneone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-7761338375785701011</id><published>2010-01-02T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:15:49.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>2009, The Year That Changed My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 December 2009, this is my last post for the year of 2009, This year was like a rollercoaster. The was alot of good and bad things that happend to me, but there is one person in the whole world that i am thankful for, that person is my girlfriend. She has been there for me&amp;nbsp;countless time this year and i'm really greatful to have a girlfriend like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I went to her house today, I have not seen her for two weeks. The moment saw her, all the memories that i had with her suddenly came back. I felt like a new man and felt like something that has been taken away from me has now returned, It was like a sence of relief. We went to the coffee shop for lunch, Baby and me ordered chicken chop. I really enjoyed lunch with my love and I missed her feeding me, makes me feel cared for. We went back to the house and spent some time together. We hugged and kissed and told each other how we felt about each other, It was time to go home and as usual i was very sad lah! It felt like if i we're to leave the only time i would ever see her again was next month or something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I would just like to say to my baby,&amp;nbsp;Thanks for being there for me, thanks for taking care of me and thanks for giving me a chance to be with you. I know i have done some stupid stuff in this few months that we have been together and i'm really sorry. Thanks for accept me for who i am and all my imperfections. Thanks for always making me feel good about myself. I love you alot and I never want to lose you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Love you alot baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-7761338375785701011?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7761338375785701011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-year-that-changed-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/7761338375785701011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/7761338375785701011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-year-that-changed-my-life.html' title='2009, The Year That Changed My Life'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-2339577958544009541</id><published>2010-01-01T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:01:40.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Brand New Start Of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The last day of 2009 was the best day ever...Only one reason why : Because I got to spend it with the most awesomest person in my life, my sweetheart Daniel...Family not back from Malaysia yet so I kinda got the whole house to myself...Haven't been doing much at all...The house is squeaky clean because there's nobody to mess it up...So my workload has dropped by half...Been studying for my UTs since yesterday...Apart from that, I guess I am also enjoying the silence at home without my mum shouting and nagging...Haha!!! Ouh well...I don't think I have any new year resolutions at the moment, but I am sure they will come to exist shortly, somewhere along the way...I remembered the feeling I had when I woke up in the morning today...I felt like a million bucks because for the very first time I am actually stepping into the new year with someone who appreciates me for who I am...Maybe that's the reason I do not have any new year resolutions...Because I am comfortable with who I am towards my sweetheart...Most of the time my new year resolutions include things like to lose weight, to be more focused in life etc etc...All I want for this year is to spend more time with my cupcake...After all he is everything I ever wanted no matter how imperfect...Yesterday Baby brought a huge gift box to my house =) Thanks honey for the gifts...One was a belated Christmas gift, who I named Mr Teddy and another something in replacement of something I had...I'll treasure these gifts because they were from my darling...I really really appreciate whatever he has done for me a lot because no one has ever done something like that for me...Well I do agree I am a little too old for birthday presents, but the last time someone bought me a gift was like ages ago...I'm really touched and impressed...I am a really easy to maintain girl...I don't ask for much but to give me such a pleasant surprise was indeed a great experience...Thanks a million Baby...Well to all you people out there, on behalf of my sweetheart and me, here's wishing you all a very wonderful new year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some special people me and Daniel would like to wish : My Mum Faridah, My Dad Hayat, My Brother Faruq, Daniel's Grandma, Uncle Ben, Jasmin, Suren, Dharsh, Nisha, Natasha, Devin, Sharman, Rusty, Guru, Shishpal, Aslam, Fadzrul, Nasir, Herman, Jess, Mary-Anne, Laura, Shalini, Thiru and many others who have been there for us, be it family or friends...HAPPY NEW YEAR to all of you guys...Wishing you the most awesomest year ahead =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sz1koz9vkjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RGKudYgrlek/s1600-h/Snapshot_20091231_2+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sz1koz9vkjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RGKudYgrlek/s640/Snapshot_20091231_2+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks honeybuns for the gifts...Really really loved it so much...ILY Baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-2339577958544009541?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2339577958544009541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-start-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/2339577958544009541'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-3446685130103460335</id><published>2009-12-31T09:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:58:08.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>On The Last Day Of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;31st December 2009, 07:00am...My family left for Malaysia...Decided to stay at home to study for my upcoming UTs, so I didn't tag along...Baby's coming over for lunch today...It's been like ages since I last saw him...Really miss him so much and I can't wait to see him today...Well even a few hours is something rather than nothing at all...Right now I am just so bored at home all alone...So I decided to blog for a little while...Baby haven't been blogging...Haiz...He must be busy with his own stuff...Well...Tomorrow's the 1st day of 2010 and yet I have not set any new year resolutions for myself...*Yawns* Well I don't really feel like blogging now...Will update sometime after lunch or something...Mwahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-3446685130103460335?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3446685130103460335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-last-day-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3446685130103460335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3446685130103460335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-last-day-of-2009.html' title='On The Last Day Of 2009'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-6792692321454166821</id><published>2009-12-30T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:44:22.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Tears I Shed Till I Could Shed No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Questions questions and more questions...I am sick and tired of answering everyone around me, particularly my mum...Yesterday night, I managed to clear some issues between me and my mum and I even talked to Baby about what's been happening...I've been feeling very down lately, having so much on my mind, stressed up about school and love life...Haven't had the chance to see Baby in weeks...Am just glad time will be passing by fast...It's already Wednesday and early tomorrow morning I'll be off to Malaysia with the family for a short end of the year holiday...Will be back by Saturday night...So yeah...Time will fly...As for my love, I don't know how he's gonna pull through this few days without me...Yesterday, I made plans with my sweetheart for our future...We're going to start saving up for our future house and expenses...That plans really kept me going the whole day...Well at least my mum decided to ruin it...Well the thing is I don't feel as though she is trying to break us up or anything...She's just being too hard on us...Well but whatever it is, I am willing to do whatever it takes so long as in the end I get married to the one I love...It's clear that the whole religion thing is the whole big problem and no matter how I try to reassure my mum that everything will be fine, she will still have doubts...Well I don't blame her because she doesn't know my sweetheart that well yet and to trust someone take time...All I want is for Baby to take some time out within this few years to win that trust from her...But I guess it's not happening...Nobody understands the dilemma that I am in...Although things are tough on everyone's side, the one who experiences the most hurt is me...Simple reasons why...Because I am stuck in the middle between two people I love and I want them both in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After my sharing session with my mum yesterday, I called Baby to update him on what has been happening...Well after that I felt worst...Throughout my whole entire life, no matter what I do, I have always been a disappointment to everyone...For some reason, even when I got myself to Express stream after PSLE, my mum was disappointed because my marks were just a few marks higher than her other tuition student...She told me that I could have done better...Same thing goes for my 'O' levels...After working my ass of for 4 damn years, she claims my results are average and not outstanding because I didn't get much openings in a JC...I went to a polytechnic, she complained...I wanted to join an IG my heart desires to, she&amp;nbsp;disagreed....All my life, even if I have gotten most of the things I wanted, like new clothes and shoes, I have NEVER gotten the things I really want...Right now all I want is someone to spend my entire life with and I found that perfect someone, Daniel...And now I am a huge disappointment because I didn't fall in love with a muslim and because of my love with a guy from another religion, I seem like the one causing all the problem throughout my life...It's not wrong to love is it?!! I don't understand why all these issues seem so big right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When a child is young, the first step he takes, the very first time he learns to walk, the parents are there to motivate him to move on and also there to catch his back if he falls...All I am asking is for that same situation now...I want something badly and as parents if you don't motivate me to follow my heart, how do you think I as a child would feel? I didn't steal, I didn't cheat, I didn't kill anyone...Why am I a disappointment then? I know things are getting tougher on my relationship with Baby, but nevertheless if I don't fight, I'll never get what I want...And the fact is I can't fight alone...All these while I am fighting for this relationship and the least I would like to get is support from the person whom I am fighting for...Instead the situation just gets out of hand...I wouldn't say I have sacrificed a whole load of things for Baby...But the fact is I know that all this situations have been hard on him and I have make more time space for him even if it means losing out in something else...I want to trust him more and reassure myself that all these I do, in the end it's all worth the sacrifice...I do have a lot of trust in my sweetheart, but recently that too has been breaking apart very slowly...The cause, his actions...Broken promises, but what's done is done...I have forgiven and forgotten...Yesterday Baby told me something that shattered my heart...The news didn't mean anything to me but the fact that he lied to me...Am I such an unreasonable girlfriend that never understands him? Am I so intimidating that he has to lie to me? Am I having too high of an expectation and that's why he couldn't tell me things? Well to tell you the truth, yesterday I felt like I am the most worthless girlfriend ever because my boyfriend couldn't even open up to me and tell me the truth...Till now I feel that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Whatever I say or do, ever since I was in this relationship, I have always put Daniel before everything...If I do this, what will he feel? Every single time...My plans to go abroad to study, all cancelled because if I go, how will my Baby take the situation? I don't want him to feel lost for that few years without me...I cancelled my plans...So many things I have done, never once expecting anything back in return...And all I feel now is as though whatever I have done is not a big deal and obviously it's not appreciated...I know it hurts every single time, but whatever it is my greatest happiness is to see that sincere smile on my sweetheart's face, even if that smile meant that I had to be in the most&amp;nbsp;excruciating&amp;nbsp;pain for the next half of my life...I just want things to go on smoothly, that's all that I desire...God if you hear my prayer, please lend this poor soul your strength to move on in life and please let the outcome be desired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-6792692321454166821?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6792692321454166821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/tears-i-shed-till-i-could-shed-no-more_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6792692321454166821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6792692321454166821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/tears-i-shed-till-i-could-shed-no-more_30.html' title='The Tears I Shed Till I Could Shed No More'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-872599565786615019</id><published>2009-12-28T02:59:00.049+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:29:52.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>When You Really Want Something So Badly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;28 December 2009, 02:30am...Just finished talking to Baby over the phone...One more week and I'll get to see my sweetheart...I seriously cannot wait man!!! Baby I miss you so much!!! It's been damn long since I last met him and yes I am officially yearning to be in his hands once again...Even if it is just to stare into his eyes...I want to touch him, feel him, kiss him, hug him and just spend the whole day cuddling...Baby I miss you so much!!! Well guess I'll just have to wait...After all life's all about patience...Haha!!! Anyways today was super boring...Slept pretty late yesterday...Say around 04:00am plus...Was chatting with Shani online...Two lessons I picked up from her...Firstly, don't ever let go off something you really love because sometimes it gets too hard to own it back...So Baby, I am not letting you go...Never!!! Ok and secondly, be thankful for your parents even if they are the worst, because after all they are your parents...True...Now I regret all those things I have said about Mum...I will try to forgive and forget about whatever that happened...So back to what happened the whole day today...I was forced to wake up bright and early just to get my brother his school books...Great!!! Talked to Baby for abit then when off to Woodlands Ring Primary with my brother and queued like an idiot for two bloody long hours just to get 4 books!!! Waste of my time...After lunch, I managed to call Baby and talk to him as usual about all the nonsense...Haha!!! I dared Baby to do "something"...Well not exactly top secret...Dared him to go to a shop selling bras and undies for ladies, and well get something he likes...Haha!!! Hilarious!!! I still remember the first time I stepped into that kind of a shop...I was totally lost...All those size and cuttings...Well it'll be funny to see what Baby picks out for me...Haha!!! And he triple dared me!!! To go and get condoms?!! Okkk....Not that we're going to do anything...Just attempting to do stupid stuff for each other...Because I don't think he has the guts to step into a ladies store to get a ladies product...And he thinks I'm too chicken for condoms? Haha!!! Anyways I managed to cook up a nice meal today...Chicken masala and vegetable stir fry...Taste good...Well I think...Should cook for Baby one of this days...That's about all for today...Ain't really in the mood to blog but I have to right? Haha...I love you Baby!!! Mwah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sziidkq486I/AAAAAAAAABw/PGvwnf_mAS8/s1600-h/14333_1296569055776_1276846155_866006_5917280_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sziidkq486I/AAAAAAAAABw/PGvwnf_mAS8/s200/14333_1296569055776_1276846155_866006_5917280_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL 2009 "SEZAIRI SEZALI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also congratulations to our Singapore Idol 2009 Sezairi Sezali for making yesterday a memorable performance for the whole Malay community in Singapore...Great performance dude...Baby I'm sorry if I ain't supposed to blog about him here...Haha...Don't be jealous k...I still love you the most!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1724733855847441540-872599565786615019?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/872599565786615019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-really-want-something-so-badly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/872599565786615019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/872599565786615019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-really-want-something-so-badly.html' title='When You Really Want Something So Badly'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sziidkq486I/AAAAAAAAABw/PGvwnf_mAS8/s72-c/14333_1296569055776_1276846155_866006_5917280_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-315360837103131489</id><published>2009-12-27T10:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:25:57.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>How Long More?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;December 27 2009, Still haven't seen my baby for about 1 week now. Really nice to hear her voice yesterday, I'm really amazed how strong our love is even thru this tough times. My baby is still going on strong. But i must admit i really miss her, I wish she was by my side now lah! I took leave on Christmas but did not really go out much. Around 9pm got a call from Nasir to go out so i decided" WAD THE HECK " I decided to follow him, we met at city hall and walked to Home Club, there was a BPL game showing, Arsenal Vs Hull and as usual the gunners we're winning 2-0 HE HE! :) The club was pretty nice, very smokey thou. The music was really nice but i did not dance much I went home around 3am in the morning in a cab. I called my baby to tell her that i was OK, Sorry for waiting you wait baby!. I went to sleep, didn't really think about anything as i was really tired. Woke up the next morning, didn't do much also. played "some" games and then talked to my baby for awhile on msn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I really miss my baby and sometimes i just want her to understand how i feel. She asks me to wait for 1Year, Yes i can but i want her to understand that sometimes its going to be hard for me or sometimes even her. Imagine taking away someone you love, All I want to do is celebrate my Birthday, Valentines Day and her birthday together. That's all, I really hope one day she understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzbKIIXlv3I/AAAAAAAAABo/AicPT_vtyd4/s1600-h/28112009332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzbKIIXlv3I/AAAAAAAAABo/AicPT_vtyd4/s320/28112009332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby, I miss the way you sayang me and the way you take care of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The smallest thing you do, like adjust my shirt really does mean alot to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When i was cutting Onions and my eyes started to tear, you applied eye drops for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When i was sleeping, you came to me and kissed my forehead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;These are the very few reasons why i am thankful for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I'm with you always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love You Loads Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/1724733855847441540-315360837103131489?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/315360837103131489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-long-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/315360837103131489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/315360837103131489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-long-more.html' title='How Long More?'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzbKIIXlv3I/AAAAAAAAABo/AicPT_vtyd4/s72-c/28112009332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-6322699821071732669</id><published>2009-12-26T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:09:20.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Higher We Get The Tougher Things Gets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No mood to blog but nevertheless this blog has to keep running and so does our love for each other...Things have been changing drastically between me and Baby...All of a sudden the good guy in the story turns to the&amp;nbsp;villain...Sometimes I wonder if it is better to just keep my mouth shut and not tell Baby anything...Things are getting out of hand...Mum's not talking to me and Baby is hating her more than ever for what she has done to us...How do we get married like that if both sides keep pressuring me...Nobody wants to compromise...Both Baby and my mum wants things their own way...How is things gonna be from now?!! Seriously I had enough with both of them...About my previous blog posts regarding running away from home...I seriously have no idea...Thinking about it now I feel that it's stupid to make such a harsh decision...After all I have been staying here for 18 years, what difference will 1 more year make right? But the whole problem doesn't always lie on my ideas...Both my mum and Baby play important roles too...Am am willing to leave the person who cared for me all this 18 years for a 2 and a half month old lover? I don't think that's right...No matter how challenging it may seem running away from the problem may seem like the easiest solution...But is it worth crossing the waters just because it looks calmer? Who know what lies beneath...Today I made a decision to bear with whatever unreasonable acts there ever will be because after all I have only a year more in polytechnic...I know that I can pull through this situation because in the end the fruit I get is my happily married life with my Baby...That's all I want and that is what we having been fighting for...So what's wrong in being patient and waiting for one more year...It's not like I am never going to see Daniel anymore...But currently its not me I am worried about...Baby cannot live without seeing me...And worst still, if there is any situation whereby he's stressed up and he doesn't have me there by his side, he gets more tensed...Anger, rage, frustration, depressed...He does all the stupidest things there can ever be...How can I not worry about him? Sometimes I care about him too much that I just feel like leaving everything for love...But is that the meaning of true love? True love is to compromise and understand...To love the person no matter what the situation is, whether he's rich or poor, healthy or sick...True love is to forgo any situation, no matter how tough it seems, just for the one you love...I really hope Baby will understand how I feel...One year is all I ask for...Give my mum the time to trust and accept you as her son-in-law...Let her realize that she has been unreasonable...She will figure things out sooner or later...If the relationship is going to be sour now, no one's gonna suffer but me in future...I hope Baby understands all this...I can't say anything more than this...No one understands how I feel...It's always been about them and never me...I wish there could be a time someone listens to me for a change...After all I am doing this for the good of my relationship...God bless all couples out there, including us...I just want things to go on smoothly from now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzTjWFTy1AI/AAAAAAAAABg/Nw0fZ9gxkf4/s1600-h/Snapshot_20091211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzTjWFTy1AI/AAAAAAAAABg/Nw0fZ9gxkf4/s640/Snapshot_20091211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-6322699821071732669?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6322699821071732669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/higher-we-get-tougher-things-gets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6322699821071732669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/6322699821071732669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/higher-we-get-tougher-things-gets.html' title='The Higher We Get The Tougher Things Gets'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzTjWFTy1AI/AAAAAAAAABg/Nw0fZ9gxkf4/s72-c/Snapshot_20091211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-8124229084473693530</id><published>2009-12-25T04:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:11:14.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>No Jingle Bells For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;25th Demcember 2009,&amp;nbsp; Its been around 4 days i have not seen my baby! its torture! I really miss the way she feels and the way she smells, how long more can this continue? I really wish everything can go back to normal and i can come and see you. I never felt this way before, I never missed someone to much to be honest. Everything i do reminds me of you, I wear a dogtag around my neck with your name on it, I listen to you headphones, I drink from the water bottle with your salivah and i whenever i look at my handphone all i see is your face, I really wish we could be together now. Sometimes i don't know what WE did wrong to deserve this, our relationship is pure, we really love each other and we always tell the truth to each other and this is what we get in return? But no matter what, I'm never leaving you side baby, and that a promise i will never break. I wanna be there for you FOREVER! :) Love you loads baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1724733855847441540-8124229084473693530?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8124229084473693530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-jingle-bells-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8124229084473693530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8124229084473693530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-jingle-bells-for-me.html' title='No Jingle Bells For Me'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-146346673059758082</id><published>2009-12-24T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:39:44.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Problems After Problem, When Will It Ever End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby and I didn't have the mood to blog the whole day yesterday...Things are really getting from bad to worst and yesterday night I had a huge&amp;nbsp;argument&amp;nbsp;with my mum...Now we're aren't in talking terms, which I don't really bother about, but she also told me that she doesn't want to see my Baby step into our house anymore...Well the argument to begin off started with her asking me why Daniel didn't come over that night...Although I knew the perfect reason why, I choose not to tell her because I don't want to be the middle person throughout this relationship...In fact I was so pissed of with her being so unreasonable that I didn't want to answer her...Things like what I spoke to Daniel and all...Why should I answer her right?!! After all Daniel's mine...Nothing to do with her...So why?!! She claims she's being normal...My fucking ass normal!!! She doesn't question me about what I talk to my other friends...Then why now?!! WTF!!! She told me that she'll break my laptop, take away my handphone and cut the house phone line if I don't tell her...Was that threatening enough to make me tell her? Nope!!! I ain't gonna give up fighting for what I really want...I told her, "Do all you want ok!!! It's your house, your items, your money!!! But don't think you can break us apart!!! Because that has been your intention all along!!!" After that she blew her top...She started saying things like, "I swear with the name of God that I never intended to break you both up!!! You accused me for something I never did...I will never forgive you...I don't ever wanna see Daniel anymore...I don't want him to step into our house..." Well like I care because both me and my Baby know it very well what you are up to and even if you invite him to our house, I don't think he wants to step even his breath in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dad started asking me very nicely in fact what the problem was...So I told him...He gave me respect so he deserves respect...I told him the whole situation I was in...I said, "It's already bad I don't get to see him or go out with him, and now she wants to cut our communication?!! What wrong have we done?!! All we want is to be with each other and marry and live like any other couple would do...I know he hasn't converted and that is my responsibility to ensure that he learns about the religion and all before converting...I don't understand why she has to stress about him at all...Every would be fine if you leave us to work our way through our own lives...I wouldn't blame Daniel if he isn't ready to convert...After all converting is a big step and no one can achieve it in one day...For now he just wants to take things at his own speed and rushing him is just putting more stress on him and our relationship..." As my dad was talking to me, my mum came out of the room and into the hall where we were discussing...Dad asked mum to sit down and hear me out...Mum as stubborn as she always is said no and walked away...After a while she called Dad to the room...Dad didn't wanna go in...He told her to come out...And she told him, "If your not coming in I am walking out of the house..." Obviously his wife is more important to him...After all no one in this family has ever cared about me...I told him to go and that it's ok...I said I'll be fine and thanked him for his time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After doing the dishes, I went in to lay on my bed...I remembered those times my cousin Nisha used to stay over in my house during the holidays...I remembered us both breaking down because of the certain situations we face...I remember myself crying and telling her that no one in this world cared or bothered about me and that I would have been better off dead...We used to sit down together on my bed, hugging each other and crying...She cried for me...She's knows exactly how I feel...That's why I love her no matter what...I remembered those times I really wanted to die...How I prayed to God to take me with him...But now I can't do that...I am everything to my Baby and if I die, that would selfishly end my sorrow, but he'll be at grief for losing the one and only loved one...In that anger and frustration, I packed my bag...Dumped in all my stuff into it and set it aside...All I ever wanted is someone to love and someone who would love me as much...All this I only got from one person, Daniel Vincent Rodrigues...I packed and messaged him...I told him that I really felt like running away from this house and going to stay with him forever...We talked and we planned...Then I thought of the idea for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know if leaving would be a good idea...I still had one more year in polytechnic...After that I am on my own...Asking baby to fend for my needs will be selfish...Although I get to see him more and all, but is that the right way? I really don't know...For now I am staying where I am but if ever my parents chase me out of the house, I have decided that I will go and stay with Daniel, get married to him and live my life...I don't have to bother about people who don't bother about me...I am thankful that they have provided for me for 18 years but at the same time I don't want to stay there anymore...Goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-146346673059758082?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/146346673059758082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/problems-after-problem-when-will-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/146346673059758082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/146346673059758082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/problems-after-problem-when-will-it.html' title='Problems After Problem, When Will It Ever End'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-4136601895981581298</id><published>2009-12-22T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:09:25.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Ohh God If Your Up There, Please Help Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;22 December 2009, I was going to finish my night shift and i was excited because i was going to see my baby, I waited for the clock to strike 8pm and&amp;nbsp;I quickly returned my arms. While returning my arms, baby called me and told me i couldn't come. OK!, There was only three letters in my mind, W.T.F!! Seriously! I waited the whole night too see her and this is wad happens, can't blame her but i was SERIOUSLY disappointed! So we kept talking on the phone, heard alot of heart breaking things. There was one subject that pissed me up the most. And there was the whole ME GOING TO RELIGIOUS CLASS!, I want to convert and all but i do not want to be forced into going into any religious class, seriously! I believe that I'm a good person and i will do the necessary things, but forcing someone to go to religious class? Isn't that against the religion? So i was really disspointed lah! Luckly my friends invited me over to Sentosa. I don't want to say anything about Sentosa. I had a swim in the ocean and had a very long chat with my friends. I was still thinking about this whole issue, one of this days i'm going to give my baby's mother a call and say what i really feel. Wish my luck yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1724733855847441540-4136601895981581298?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4136601895981581298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohh-god-if-your-up-there-please-help-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4136601895981581298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4136601895981581298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohh-god-if-your-up-there-please-help-us.html' title='Ohh God If Your Up There, Please Help Us'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-8894308620019814405</id><published>2009-12-22T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:00:10.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Just Another Rainy Day Without My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Firstly I am really sorry that I haven't been blogging yesterday...Just didn't feel like posting anything...I hate the fact that Baby's at work and I'm having holidays and yet can't go to visit him...It feels like f**k sometimes, but I guess I can't help it right? And another thing...I really don't want this blog to die out mainly because I feel that so long as this blog is in business, our love will be growing too...So Baby, please, no matter how busy we have to blog alright...Even if it is a really short post comprising a sentence only...Same goes for me...Starting today...Well to tell you the truth, I am really exhausted from all the spring cleaning for the new year and I really am lazy to blog...But the thing is, I have this really huge build up of feelings that I have to let go and I am afraid that if I contain it any longer I might do something without thinking that might drastically affect me and Baby...So I have decided to blog about it and hopefully those reading will help me think of a solution to the issue I am going to post below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby's close to my family...I won't say no...Well compared to so many friends of mine...The thing is my parents do know that we are getting to know each other but they have no clue that we actually are planning to get married to each other...Baby has done things on his side...Well not everything yet...But he has made it clear to my parents that he wants to marry me and all an well they on their side have stated that Baby is a really nice guy and if I marry him, rest be assured that he'll take good care of me...Seems like there's no problem right? Well that's where the problem starts...My parents believe that Baby loves me a lot but on my side, they think I am just confused...Well maybe I was initially but now I have got things settled in my mind already...I want to marry Daniel Vincent Rodrigues...That's all...But it ain't that simple...Baby has to convert to becoming a muslim...Well he doesn't have a problem with that...The thing is he isn't that ready to becoming fully devoted and religious...It's ok for me seriously...After all I ain't religious too...But my parents don't understand...Mum says that if we really confirm this relationship and if we were really going to marry, she'll arrange religious classes for Daniel...WTF!!! Major&amp;nbsp;WTF!!! Baby's reluctant to go...He prefers being given the freedom to learn on his own rather than being pushed to something all of a sudden...Well then respect his decision because after all he is the one converting isn't it? Why do parents make things difficult for us all the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's many more problems to address and this is just a minor part of it...I hate my parents for being too tight on us...I hate it when I know I am 18 yet I can't do what my heart desires...I hate it when every single thing is being pushed to me...Seriously...Why can't they just f**king tell him straight forward?!! They act as though everything's fine in front of him whenever he comes over but then now?!! Out of a sudden they give me all kinds of nonsense!!! One thing I really wish to tell them...IT'S MY LIFE DAMMIT!!! I live the way I want to because it's my f**king life NOT YOURS!!! I know you are my parents and I am grateful to you for bring me up...But I think it's time I choose my route...Your life is half over and it's nearing time for retirement in about 10 years...You have had your fair share of experiences in life and now it's MY TURN!!! So just f**king stick your noses out of our business...Love wasn't something born yesterday...It has been existing over a million of years...Everyone's experience is different and you can't change that to become the love you want...I am sick and tired of all this...Once I finish my studies and secure a job, I am walking out of the house...I just can't stand your unreasonable attitude anymore...At that time when I do that, don't come begging me not to leave because all these while I wasn't planning to till you pushed things over my limits...FML!!! Baby, if you weren't here with me all this while I would probably have been dead by now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right this moment my greatest fear is that Baby might leave me...I mean who wouldn't leave if he/she is pushed up the wall against their limits...I really don't want my one and only love to walk out on me...If there was ever a day that happened, I'll probably go crazy and this heartbreak is for real and I know it very well that I won't be able to survive it...Converting to another religion is a huge sacrifice but at the same time no one deserves to be pushed around like that...It's just insane...I am ashamed of my family yet there's nothing I can do...*Sobs* Yet another heart pain of true love...God please help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzCXD6a7-3I/AAAAAAAAABY/DMrlExrCsG4/s1600-h/29112009358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzCXD6a7-3I/AAAAAAAAABY/DMrlExrCsG4/s400/29112009358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The two things that Baby loves, Me and Arsenal =) ILY Honey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-8894308620019814405?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8894308620019814405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-another-rainy-day-without-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8894308620019814405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8894308620019814405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-another-rainy-day-without-my-baby.html' title='Just Another Rainy Day Without My Baby'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SzCXD6a7-3I/AAAAAAAAABY/DMrlExrCsG4/s72-c/29112009358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-7278171679869463038</id><published>2009-12-20T22:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:01:26.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Best Day Ever With My Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Yesterday's the best day of my life...4 days of waiting and we finally met!!! I miss my baby so much and I wish everyday was just like yesterday...Although it’s not exactly what you would call the most exciting day full of outside activities, a whole day at my house with my Baby means a lot to me...&lt;/span&gt;Well it wasn’t as though we had tonnes of activities to do…But nevertheless I really had fun yesterday…Managed to serve breakfast just in time when Baby came over...Toast with butter and kaya was good...As always my dear and his weird eating habits...Plain water, no coffee or milo...Breakfast was together with the family, Baby, Mummy, Daddy, Brother and me...My parents decided to go of to Johore Bahru for some shopping that day...So only ones left at home were me, Baby and my brother, Faruq...Well Faruq seemed a little of an&amp;nbsp;annoyance at the start, tagging us wherever we went in the house...Managed to get him off our backs...But well I guessed it didn't work out that well...Because he saw "something" [not telling what!!!] he wasn't supposed to see us doing...Major&amp;nbsp;embarrassment...We had to talk to him and persuaded him not to let anything out of the bag to my parents...Guess we didn't want anything to go wrong again...So this time we ensure my brother stayed in the hall and us in the room, plus doors locked...I'll leave what we did as a suspense...It might not be what you guys are thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;It was getting late and I guessed the boys must be hungry and dying for some lunch...Decided to whip up something quick...So with the help of Baby, I made simple fried rice and fried chicken for lunch...After our long lunch session all of us were just too full to move...Especially Baby...LOL!!! Super cute lah!!! Got our ass to do the dishes and then sat down for some games in the living room...After all our butts were so heavy...That's all we could do...PSP....Nintendo DS...My laptop...Singapore True Ghost Stories videos...Well, that's pretty much...Till about 06:00pm then "round two"...Never felt so awesome...Thanks baby...Well after all he was there with me for the whole day...I should thank him right?!! So yeah...I got pretty tired and Baby didn't want to exhaust me out by letting me cook dinner...So my sweet&amp;nbsp;honey buns&amp;nbsp;actually went all the way to Admiralty MRT station to draw out cash and bought us Mcdonalds...Yay!!! Thanks baby!!! That more or less what happened...Parents called to inform that they were coming home the next day, so Baby left quite late in a cab...After all he had work the next morning...If he didn't, I would have so wanted him to stay...*Saddened*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;Anyways thoughts for the day...I think Baby is spending a lot on me and for me...Well I know he doesn't quite bother about that and he always tells me it's ok...But seriously, it's NOT!!! I mean I know there's nothing I can do to help him&amp;nbsp;financially and that's the whole reason why I am really stressing myself to get a job so that I can at least fend for myself and Baby won't be as broke and I won't feel bad...Yesterday I felt that my little brother was abit to overboard...He's so demanding and rude to Daniel lah!!! Seriously felt like slapping him many times yesterday...But well I don't want to make a mess out of things...Right now Baby's not here and I really miss him so much...Wish we were married and staying together seriously...Haiz...Well enough written for today...Been dragging this blog from 05:00pm plus till now, 10:15pm...Gonna turn in soon...I love you Baby...And I miss you so much...Mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sy4yac7R1sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bgerUF1EPfs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20091021+(2)+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sy4yac7R1sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bgerUF1EPfs/s640/Snapshot_20091021+(2)+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first drawings I did for me and my sweetheart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-7278171679869463038?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7278171679869463038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-day-ever-with-my-sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/7278171679869463038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/7278171679869463038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-day-ever-with-my-sweetheart.html' title='The Best Day Ever With My Sweetheart'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sy4yac7R1sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bgerUF1EPfs/s72-c/Snapshot_20091021+(2)+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-4142568234304104880</id><published>2009-12-18T10:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:49:58.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Little Little Things That We Argue About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friday, 18 December 2009...09:30am...I stretched out in bed and rubbed my eyes...The morning sun through my window was so bright that I couldn't continue my sleep...Fumbled for a while, then got up and sat by the side of my bed...A week of my holidays has gone by and so far I haven't seen my dearest for 4 days now...Damn!!! I felt so shitty after what happened last night...Baby and me had a little&amp;nbsp;argument in the middle of the night...As usual we settled it and I went to sleep...Waking up today, I realized that every couple have their own set of problems and yes, they do argue...It's normal in a relationship...The problem comes when you don't know how to handle it...Daniel and me, well we're just like any other couple...We do have minor setbacks here and there...But like what my sweetheart said, there wasn't a day where I wasn't angry with him...Well is that true? What he is feeling is mere assumptions alone...I have never been angry with him nor will I ever be...But sometimes, certain situations we undergo make me feel extremely&amp;nbsp;disappointed...I ain't someone who is able to keep her feelings to herself and to not bother about what happens around me...That's just me...If I am disappointed or down, I make sure I voice out my feelings...Maybe that's my imperfection...I am too straight forward...Well I am sick and tired of having to be in the same situation again and again...I don't want to hurt my baby neither do I want him to feel depressed and hurt because of whatever I say...Just thinking about it and I decided to come up with a list of the little little things that we argue about...Even the littlest is included in the list...One day, I hope to sit down with my baby and laugh reading this blog and the list I created =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Little little things that me and my baby argue about :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;80% of the time we argue about who gets to pay...I find it unfair for any guy in a relationship to pay for the girl all the time...According to my baby, it's a "crime" for the girl to pay and the man should always do the paying...Yeah right honey!!! Total bullshit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The other half of the time we argue about how unreasonable my parents can be, even though they are aware of our relationship...Most of the time, baby just gets real frustrated and pissed...And well yeah, I have to do the counselling...Ouh bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And then there are the times we argue about people around us not being to accept our relationship...Weird how it seems...We don't have to bother about all this...But still we argue...Haha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We do argue when either one of us skip meals...Especially my baby...He always skips his meals giving me excuses that he's busy...Yeah right!!! And then I decide to starve myself because of him and he gets frustrated because of it...Never-ending cycle =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby hates it when I hang up without saying "I love you"...Sometimes I'm busy but sometimes I just don't want to say it...We argue about that a lot...But please lah!!! You know I'll always love you baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We argue about us going out together, just me and my baby...Like I stated earlier...My parents can be little unreasonable...But baby try to understand...They need more trust in us...Trust doesn't build up in a day...We got to work our ass off and deserve the luxuries we get right honey? So work for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate it when my baby scolds me...Be it for any reason...Like the time when I skipped school on the day he was coming...He scolded me...And I didn't talk to him...But after that we made up...So yeah...Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I personally get mood out when I miss baby a lot...And sometimes changes in plans happen and I cannot accept the fact that we won't be meeting...So I get frustrated and baby gets frustrated when I am frustrated and we argue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And another thing...When baby has a bad day and I get frustrated he throws his anger on me...Well my fault too...But how was I supposed to know he had a bad day? Nevertheless I take the blame...And I'll still love you honey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well so there you have it...A list of stupid issues me and my boyfriend argue about...Funny how this kind of stuff happens...Well I guess setbacks are always meant for good...After all the love grows stronger every time we make up...Baby I miss you...I really do...And ouh yeah!!! Didn't get tickets to the movie today...No idea what I am going to do...Laze around as usual...I miss baby...Going to play Treasure Madness...Freaking bored...Baby's asleep after night shift...Haiz...Updates later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-4142568234304104880?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4142568234304104880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-little-things-that-we-argue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4142568234304104880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/4142568234304104880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-little-things-that-we-argue.html' title='The Little Little Things That We Argue About'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-1392927542012371120</id><published>2009-12-18T08:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:49:40.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Good Day At Work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friday 18, December 09. I just came home from my night shift and I'm feeling really tired, but i promised my baby I'll blog. Sorry if its short. I spent the day before my night shift playing game and talking to my baby, nothing much there. My grandmother bought chicken rice for me, THANKS GRANDMA!..The chicken rice was oookay lah! Then i continued playing more games until around 2pm, I went back to sleep and then woke up at around 5.30pm. I went to clean up my room and get ready for work, Had a shower and yes i did the whole staring into the blank space thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thursday 17, December 09. I walked to the bus stop while listening to music, i reached the bus stop and boarded the bus, the bus driver went to the back of the bus and told this lady that she did not tap her Ez Link card. So she started laughing and went in front to tap her card while talking on the phone. So i reached work and my friend hold me i was doing Airport Pound, so&amp;nbsp;i was kinda happy because Rajen was on leave and he was the most fun to do Airport Pound with. Then out DTL Elliza gave a briefing and she was talking about ward duty and ask ME if could run after the PIC (Person In Custody) I was like, "hmmmm, I don't know maybe i could throw my handcuffs at him" that was meant to be a joke so yeah! anyway she talked more and then it was time to get to work. Went go get the Police Vehicle and made our way to Airport pound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once i reached AP we counted the Motorcycles and cars and then just waited for more vehicles to come in. I saw a mysterious packet on the table, I opened it and there lied this BEEAAUTIFUL! Egg prata! there we're two pieces so me and my partner shared the prata. Soon after that, my baby called and we talked about stuff. We did have a small fight i think, i don't know. But I'm so sorry on how&amp;nbsp;i acted and stuff and I'm sorry how i ended things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be continued.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-1392927542012371120?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1392927542012371120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-day-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/1392927542012371120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/1392927542012371120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-day-at-work.html' title='Good Day At Work?'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-3766262334663555782</id><published>2009-12-17T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:49:23.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>And Yet Another Day Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dammit I miss him so much!!! Can people around us quit making things so difficult for our relationship?!! Yet another day of my stupid holidays and I don't get to see my baby!!! *Sobs* Feel my pain people!!! To make things worse, I had to have an absolutely retarded nightmare!!! With the one person I truly hate...Sadesh Bernard...It's been so freaking long and now a nightmare with my worst enemy in it?!! It's a sign...But I don't know what it means...Anyways my day yesterday started of as boring as usual...My dearest had work and I was at home stuck "enjoying" my holidays...Fast forward...So I dropped baby a call when I was free and talked to him for some time...When to blog after that [read my previous blog]...Blah blah blah...Fast forward...Mum came back home from work and as usual made me do her workload for her...Couldn't go online and I felt like f**k not talking to my honey...10:30pm...Finally done with the stupid workload Mum gave me...I miss my baby terribly till now...Went online for awhile...Glad I saw my sweetheart online...Chatted and told him how much I missed him...Halfway through and he got disconnected...Damn!!! Couldn't stay online for too long...Can't stand my Dad nagging...Yes...It's my Dad nagging...Not Mum...Weird...Went offline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baby messaged me saying that he's sorry he got disconnected...Replied him saying I'll call him soon...11:57pm...Called my dearest...Ringing...No answer...Ringing...No answer...Ringing...No answer...Messaged him to call me...No reply...Guess he was sleeping...I miss you so much baby!!! Tried one last time..."Kring kringgg...Kring kringgg..." Pick up the phone baby...Pick up please...I want to hear your voice honey...And he picked up...Oh boy I'm sorry for waking you up baby...Said my goodnight wishes...Threw my flying kisses...Hung up the phone...Baby was asleep...Poor thing...He must be tired after the whole day of work...Wish I was there beside him to cuddle him to bed...Tucked myself under my blanket...Looked out at the sky and wished goodnight to my stars and the moon...Tossed and turned...I miss you baby...I miss you so much...I couldn't sleep...I was thinking him...Gosh!!! FML!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Couldn't sleep so decided to keep my busy doing something...Changed our blog skin...Seems nicer now...Am glad baby loves it...17 December 2009, 03:20am...Still not able to sleep...Took off my top and wore baby's Arsenal shirt...Felt so much better...Laid in bed with baby's PSP in hand playing DJ Max in the middle of the night...I still miss you baby...04:35am...OMG!!! I have been up for so long?!! Crapppp!!! Decided to go to bed...More like forced myself to...Fell asleep finally...And then came the nightmare...WTF!!! Details I wouldn't go through here...To many details regarding people we know...Anyways...Why?!! Why does that idiot have to appear in my dream?!! Well he was trying to separate me and my baby...Is that a sign?!! I don't know...Nothing can separate us...That's one thing for sure...And yes, I still miss my baby right this second...He's working night today and I guess he's sleeping right now...Messaged him, no reply...Yeah, he's asleep...I love you baby...And I miss you so much... *Sobs* Can't wait for Saturday...Have the whole day with my darling...YAY!!!&amp;nbsp;Going to go and cook dinner now...After all I am trying to keep myself as occupied as possible...That way time will pass faster...Adious yall!!! Love you honey...Mwah mwah mwah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SynuPu7BjkI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZCogY1iZ2c/s1600-h/tumblr_ksl57esxb01qa6ki3o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SynuPu7BjkI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZCogY1iZ2c/s640/tumblr_ksl57esxb01qa6ki3o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just a sweet article I found over the net...So touching...Now I miss baby even more =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-3766262334663555782?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3766262334663555782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-yet-another-day-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3766262334663555782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3766262334663555782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-yet-another-day-without-you.html' title='And Yet Another Day Without You'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SynuPu7BjkI/AAAAAAAAABI/2ZCogY1iZ2c/s72-c/tumblr_ksl57esxb01qa6ki3o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-3227964028222322397</id><published>2009-12-17T09:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:49:07.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>My Day, Wednesday, 16 December, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;16, December, Woke up in early in the morning and feeling like taking Medical Leave as usual, but i don't want to be in the bad books with my team leader and stuff. so i took my towel and went to shower. I don't know why but when i take in a shower anytime i tend to stare into empty spaces, sometimes i can stare for 10 mins straight. Well, I finished my shower on time and went to wear my half uniform, I wanted to message Taz that I'm leaving but i did not want to wake her up, so i just continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I went to the bus stop and saw a couple of off duty police officers from other division, The bus arrived and i boarded it, i saw a couple of fragile looking aunties who turned out to be rugby players! they started pushing their way into the bus, I felt like throwing&amp;nbsp;my hand phone at their forehead but as a police officer we're not allowed to do so. The bus reached Traffic Police on time so yeah, every went very smoothly. I was 10 mins early and everyone was happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;That day i was deployed to guard the gate, pretty tiring job i rather be doing charge office or report room. I just did my job like normal, saw alot of different people entering Traffic Police. Some business man, some poor, some rich, some with tattoos, some without, some smart looking and some looking REALLY blur. halfway way through my day, my girlfriend called! I was so happy to hear her voice, that really brightened my day. During lunch I ate Rice, Omelet and chicken which cost a total of $3.50 which was OK. Then i continued my work like normal, standing there acting garang but sometimes feel like laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The sky was getting dark and i then knew that our day was going to be over, the last few hours i was inside the camera room. Soon after that i returned my guns and stuff and went home, had a shower and went online. Soon after that, my girlfriend came online, we started talking for abit. I don't know what happened after that but i knocked out. She tried calling me a few times but i did not pick up. Sorry syg. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SymNL_TCQzI/AAAAAAAAABA/l4Dg3wv7Vx8/s1600-h/16122009368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SymNL_TCQzI/AAAAAAAAABA/l4Dg3wv7Vx8/s400/16122009368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;These trees caught my eye for some reason, don't know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1724733855847441540-3227964028222322397?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3227964028222322397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-16-december-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3227964028222322397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/3227964028222322397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-16-december-2009.html' title='My Day, Wednesday, 16 December, 2009'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SymNL_TCQzI/AAAAAAAAABA/l4Dg3wv7Vx8/s72-c/16122009368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-8532299319395306637</id><published>2009-12-16T21:08:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:59:49.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Something So Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13th October, there was this kid named Daniel. He was just like any other boy, looking for someone to love. He never knew the true meaning of love and he always wished that he had someone who would love him back. One night on 14th October Daniel saw an overdue message from this girl named Taz. He was disappointed that he did not reply to the message earlier but he decided to give it a try. He introduced himself and apologize for not replying earlier. few minutes later she replied and he was very happy. They both started talking about themselves and what they both liked, She then told Daniel that it was going to be her birthday that night so Daniel said Happy Birthday in advance is he did not know if he was going to have the chance to greet her. Daniel learned this tactic from a friend, girls don't like it if guys ask them for their number, so he gave her my number instead as not to put any pressure on her. Daniel waited by his hand phone the whole night hoping that she might text him. Daniel was about to fall asleep when he heard his phone ring, He picked up his phone and saw one message. She told Daniel that the message from her and she did not want to keep Daniel waiting. Soon after that, Taz called Daniel. Daniel was very nervous because he has not talked to a girl in a very long time. The first time Daniel heard her voice he knew that he did not stand a chance with this girl because she sounded very confident and she had high hopes. Daniel was a little discouraged but he did not want to give up too easily, they continued talking. She was impressive, the way she talked, the way she introduced herself, her knowledge and the fact that she was studying in poly. The only thing that he could say about himself is that he had an N level certificate and he knew how to cook fried rice, Daniel thought cooking fried rice was not that impressive, but for some reason she fell in love with the fried rice. He found that pretty weird, but he knew he had a chance if he played his cards right. They both talked until they got tired and soon after they both went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15th October, Daniel woke up for work, he felt like a million bucks. The birds we're singing and he had a big smile on his face. There was a bounce in his step and everyone could see that he was a very happy kid. Daniel decided to drop her a message in the morning, He greeted her and told her how nice it was to talk to her. Daniel couldn't wait until the next time he could talk to her again. Daniel went to work and did his normal things but on that day there was one thing different, whatever he did, he had her on his mind. he could not do his work properly as she was the only thing on his mind. there was not one thing he could do that would stop him from thinking of this girl name Mumtaz. It was time for Daniel to go home, Daniel was the first one to return his gun and he was the first one to leave Traffic Police, he was the first one to get on the bus and he was the first one to get if it, he hurried home all because he wanted to talk to her once again. He went online and saw her, they both started chatting and few hours later they started talking on the phone. Daniel soon realized that he felt in love with this girl named Mumtaz Begum Bin Hayat Khan. Daniel decided to organize a meeting at Causeway Point, he decided that they should watch a movie. They both agreed and they both we're excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;23th October, It was the day that both of them we're going to meet for the very first time. Daniel was very nervous and yet he was pumped up, although he was a bit afraid that he would be stood up. Before leaving the house he sent her a message, he took the train and was constantly looking at his reflection to see if everything was perfect. Daniel reached the theatre and purchased two tickets for Halloween 2, not a really good choice of show but deep down in his heart, his intention was not to watch this show but to be with her instead. Daniel got a bit worried because she was not replying his messages and he was afraid that he was going to get stood up, He went to buy a drink and sat down at one corner of the Kopitiam. Soon after, he received a call and she told him that she was going to be late. Well, better late then never right? Daniel waited and waited looking out for her. Finally he saw this girl, he was amazed that she looked the same as the picture, she looked stunning to be honest she was jaw dropping. They both went into the cinema, For some reason he could not staring at her because she was the most prettiest girl in that cinema. She was kinda shy and kept telling Daniel not to look at her. The film was very gory but half of the time Daniel could not understand what was going on because he was concentrating on Mumtaz more rather then the movie. The movie ended and they both went to Swensens to have dinner, They both sat down and he ordered Baked cheese rice and she ordered Mushroom soup. He was just staring at her eyes, and he couldn't believe how pretty she was and he felt it would be a big lost if he we're to screw things up. After their meal, he walked her home. They both talked about alot of things. when we we're nearing her house Daniel felt unsatisfied because he did not want that night to end. Daniel was expecting a hug but she was not comfortable with it. He then was left at the bus stop all along while she went home, he was disappointed at his performance for some reason, he thought maybe she did not like him or maybe i was not good enough for her. The bus came and he boarded the bus.Soon after, his phone rang and it was from her. She told him that she had fun and no one ever did such a thing for her, Daniel then knew that he had a chance with her once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be continued.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving you always,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DANIEL RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1724733855847441540-8532299319395306637?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8532299319395306637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-december-16-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8532299319395306637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8532299319395306637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/wednesday-december-16-2009.html' title='Something So Special'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-8423418709999746251</id><published>2009-12-16T15:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:48:17.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>The Stranger Who Swept My Heart Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Two months and a day...Baby's at work and I'm stuck at home with no plans...Guess I'll continue the blogging about how our love blossomed...Didn't quite finish writing it yesterday...Enough of the suspense...I'll continue...So, 14 October 2009...The day I turned 18...Past midnight and I was still on the phone with my dear stranger Daniel...Weird how the conversation kept going on though we just newly knew each other...Hadn't even met and yet we managed to spend like 4 hours talking over the phone without boring ourselves to death...That night my mind felt free...I didn't have to be someone who I wasn't...I was myself...For the first time in many years...Being able to freely converse to this stranger made me realize how special he was...That night, I force myself to sleep despite not being able to, just for the sake that I had school in the morning...All that ran through my mind the whole night was these few words..."Daniel Vincent Rodrigues...Daniel Vincent Rodrigues..."&amp;nbsp;repeatedly...Never in my life have I thought so much...That night I did...Questions kept running through my mind..."Who is this guy? Is he the right guy for me? Why do I feel so attracted to him? What's happening to me? Is this what you call love?"...Nevertheless I somehow managed to brush off all those feelings and get myself to bed...I thought that was going to be the end of it...Come on, think about it...Who would fall in love with a complete stranger who they have never met in their life before just because he sounded nice over the phone? Only one I believe...Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dragged myself to school in the morning...Dreaded the feel of having to get up early everyday...I just wished to go back under my blankets and snuggle myself to bed again...Forgot about the incident which happened yesterday...Me and the stranger...Only to find him online during my lunch break again...God!!! Why is this happening to me?!! I don't even know who this stranger was, apart from the fact that his name is Daniel...But why am I so attracted to him?!! The last thing I wanted is to fall in love and again, get my heart broken into a million pieces...Just I was about to sign out, Daniel instant-messaged me...Told me he had a great time talking to me in the night and all...Well, after that the conversation just carried on...Didn't have the heart to avoid him...All through the way home, my heart kept telling me that he is the one for me...At that moment I found that thought so&amp;nbsp;ridiculous and I just shunned off the feeling telling myself that he's just another passer-by in my life...Guess the heart is always right...Guess I was wrong to deny my feelings...That very night, 14 October 2009, something weird happened...The weirdest conversation in my whole life...Daniel started asking me what kind of girl I was...Major strangeness...Ok so I liked him and now he's into me?!! Please!!! Which guy would fall in love with a girl he has never seen...And once again I was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15 October 2009...I sat in class playing&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;games when a request popped up...Change of relationship status!!! And it said "In a relationship with Daniel Vincent Rodrigues"!!! OMG!!! That's fast!!! Wow...Didn't know what to say...My heart told me to click the confirmation button...This time I did...I listened to my heart instead of denying what it said...All that went through my mind was, "Let's see where this ends up in"...Now fast forward...So I talked to Daniel and yes we were attached but I told him unofficially...Well not until I see him right?!! Ok so we planned our first date...A movie date...23 October 2009...&amp;nbsp;Halloween 2 @ Cathay Cineplex Causeway Point...05:30pm...And I was late for the date!!! WTH!!! Don't blame me!!! I had school so yeah...It felt so strange being on a date with someone you were attached with but never met...Almost like a blind date...What in the world was I thinking?!! Well it was&amp;nbsp;embarrassing&amp;nbsp;to have your boyfriend wait for you on the first date...I'm sorry honey...The date was super weird...To have someone fix their eyes on you without taking it off...To be at a movie full of gore and blood...To have a phobia of blood...Thank God we didn't have dinner first...I would have so puked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After the movie, we went for dinner at Swensens...Didn't eat much...Conversation slowly started off but I couldn't help feeling that weird tingling feeling in my stomach...I remembered clearly that I kept saying, "Please don't look at me like that...", like a million times...After the dinner, Daniel walked me back home...The walk was pretty long and we did talk occasionally...There was no holding of hands, no hugging, what more kissing...In a blink of an eye, the day was over...And I was officially attached to this stranger I just met...Coolness...But I never regretted it...Now we're like inseparable...Baby I love you so much...If it weren't for you, I would have still been lifeless right now...Thanks for everything my love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyiPD4xe8kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/MZRnCw17Ej4/s1600-h/Because+All+That+Matters+Is+Me+And+Euu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyiPD4xe8kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/MZRnCw17Ej4/s640/Because+All+That+Matters+Is+Me+And+Euu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1724733855847441540-8423418709999746251?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8423418709999746251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/stranger-who-swept-my-heart-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8423418709999746251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/8423418709999746251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/stranger-who-swept-my-heart-away.html' title='The Stranger Who Swept My Heart Away'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyiPD4xe8kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/MZRnCw17Ej4/s72-c/Because+All+That+Matters+Is+Me+And+Euu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724733855847441540.post-2168350758491002522</id><published>2009-12-15T19:10:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:47:47.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taz Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Feeling They Call Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And today is the day...15 December 2009...Two months back, on 15 October 2009, I thought I met just another guy in my life...Well guess I am wrong...Daniel has never been just another guy in my life...He meant the world to me...Through this two months that I have been together with my sweetheart Daniel Vincent Rodrigues, I realize that again and again, I am falling in love with him...Every moment we spend together, although little or a lot, I will cherish forever...Funny way how love works...People tend to fall in love with some complete stranger than end up wanting to be with him/her for the rest of their lives...Same thing goes our relationship...Though we have been through some minor setbacks within this two months, I have come to realize that every struggle we have been through has made our love stronger and every time we fall, we help each other up...These are lessons to learn...Having a commitment is not always easy...Sacrifice and compromise is essential to carry on..."Walking away" or "breaking up" has never been and will never be a solution to our problems...That's why I love him...No matter what happens, I know I can count on him and he too knows that I'll always be there to catch his back...We give and we take and promises made we never break...Two months with my dearest has made me think very far into our future, where I pray we can be forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12 October 2009...Two days before my 18th birthday...As I was sitting down in class during my second break, feeling so bored not knowing what to do, I decided to start clearing my MSN contact list...Scanning through I saw an unfamiliar email address :&amp;nbsp;danielrodrigu3s@live.com... Not knowing who the owner is, I just decided to be a little respectful by knowing first before I deleted anyone..."Hey there...Taz here...Do I know you?"...It gets a little frustrating when a person is actually online but not replying...So there wasn't any reply and class had already started...So I forgot about the whole deleting this stranger thing...Went home and went online...Still no reply...So I tried again...Mum started nagging for staying up late...Shut the laptop and went to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13 October 2009...The day before my birthday...Sitting down in class as usual bored to death...I was surprised to see a message pop up..."Hi I'm Daniel Vincent Rodrigues...So sorry for the late reply..." So the conversation carried on from there and then it was time for home...I didn't quite have anything in mind when I talked to Daniel that day...As usual stayed online till late once I'm at home...Was chatting with Daniel throughout...Didn't stay online for long...It was my birthday the next day and I knew people will start spamming me with birthday wishes...So I logged out...It's funny how Daniel attracted me...He wasn't like any other guy...He didn't ask me for my number...Instead he passed me his...Funny thing was I actually saved it in my phone...Why? Don't ask me...I have no idea...Ouh and one more thing...He told me he was going to wait for my call...I didn't think much...Said ok then logged out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Few minutes before the stroke of midnight, I decided to drop a message to Daniel...I felt bad leaving him waiting like that...So I dropped a message saying, "Hey Taz here...Sorry to keep you waiting for long...Just dropped by to say hello just in case you were waiting for my message or something..." A few minutes after midnight I received a reply..."Well I am glad you messaged me...Anyway happy birthday..." Don't ask me why I thought so but I decided to give Daniel a call...And yes, it started from there...We talked over the phone for the very first time and yes it was a really pleasant experience...Seemed like we knew each other for so long...Like some long lost childhood friends or something...Weird how it felt...But it felt good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sharing a lot of things over the phone in one night seemed impossible...But somehow we cliqued...So that's how the love started...The love I never knew would happen...The love that I never want to end...So today, two months since the birth of our relationship together, I confidently can say that my dearest Daniel, you are the man I was looking for all this while...You are the one I want to spend my entire life with...I want to wake up in the morning and feel your breath around me...I want to smell you as I lay on your chest to sleep every night...I want to kiss you in the morning before I kiss my coffee cup...I want to be with you forever, in your soul, your heart and your mind...I want to be yours and yours only forever and ever till my last breath...I promise to be with you and take care of you in sickness and in health...I will love you till the day I die baby...Because there was nothing worth living for other than your happiness...Thank you so much for being there for me all this while...Happy 2nd Monthsary!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyeYeIFn0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1Raa9AfjHi8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20091211_23+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyeYeIFn0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1Raa9AfjHi8/s640/Snapshot_20091211_23+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;With loads of hugs and kisses,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAZ RODRIGUES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/1724733855847441540-2168350758491002522?l=danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2168350758491002522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-feeling-they-call-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/2168350758491002522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1724733855847441540/posts/default/2168350758491002522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielntaz-neverendinglovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-feeling-they-call-love.html' title='A Beautiful Feeling They Call Love'/><author><name>Daniel 'N' Taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06915148716358071556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/Sx-07qnLQwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L2ph7SX2J5E/S220/28112009355+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_231o1G62ykk/SyeYeIFn0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1Raa9AfjHi8/s72-c/Snapshot_20091211_23+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
