<?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-5984627834719632627</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:43:56.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>world around Silly Lily</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-2470661708479175054</id><published>2010-08-25T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:50:34.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocks and changes</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since last time I updated my little conner here. It's 1am now and I could not sleep, alot of things coming in my mind and inside of me, I feels sad. Today my good friend at work told me that he is leaving by end of next month, I was happy for him but on the other side, I may not see him for a very long time or maybe ever again.. we never know. He is always the person I could share anything at the office, always a good listener to me and advisor as well. I feel that I'm just loosing one of good friend everyday in my life. It's not easy to find good friends. Anyways, just wish him all the best. &lt;br /&gt;Another thing makes me think is about work, tomorrow there may be a good or a bad change as the result of my new job offer is going to be happened or not. If it is happening, it gonna take me to another era.... Don't know what gonna take me to but it's a new adventure... What the heck! Let's see what gonna happen tomorrow. My office, my job now is just a mess... no people, I have so much pressure and I actually do not give a damn thing about it bcs it's out of my control now. I just really hope that I can get a new job now so that my mind is clear. &lt;br /&gt;3rd thing makes me upset a bit is about my ex, I always take the sentence for granted ' whatever happens, you are always still very important to me'. But what the heck (yeah, again)! I know for sure he almost forgot my bday, he rememberd just bcs he saw everyone wishing my bday. I might just expect to much from that person, it seems to be cleared now... ' MOVE ON WOMAN, HE AIN'T URS ANYMORE, SO GROW UP'... Yeah, I have to tell myself in that way so that I don't feel upset...:)) just such a kid I am!!! We probably will never ever gonna see each other again in my life, so why I should bother if that person don't care. Expecting a text msg but I got a wish on facebook which is so ordinary as the others, therefore the answer is ' LILY, YOU ARE JUST AN ORDINARY EX GF, SO DON'T EXPECT MORE IF YOU ARE NOT THE ONE ANYMORE' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is cruel! Never thought that the crack could be that big impact to me... I do not know until when I can wake up from that sleep and get healed again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-2470661708479175054?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/2470661708479175054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=2470661708479175054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2470661708479175054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2470661708479175054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2010/08/shocks-and-changes.html' title='Shocks and changes'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-5343410063681365834</id><published>2010-04-15T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:26:15.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys are full of crap!</title><content type='html'>Why should god create guys??? They are just full of crap.. when they say they care but actually it's just theory, reality they dont... Just hate them... I think I should just ignore what they say!!! Just feel like hitting sth or s.o really hard right now.....DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-5343410063681365834?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/5343410063681365834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=5343410063681365834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5343410063681365834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5343410063681365834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2010/04/guys-are-full-of-crap.html' title='Guys are full of crap!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-2436671555494100047</id><published>2010-04-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:08:55.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD DAYS!</title><content type='html'>It seems that life is not smooth these days, depressed abit though. Crying now and typing, not good at all!!!! I'm wondering out there, someone really understand me...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, had a big fight with my ex bf and just could not admit the fact that he actually moved on and only myself left behind, living with the past. I was just too tough in dealing with the situation in order I have to suffer in the end. However, it was just too conflict with what he said which made me assume that he still loved me, but the fact is... not only more ' LILY, you are just a stupid person, not to move on, living with the fact, should not trust what the guy said, it would just kill you day after day and the fact prove that guys words cant be trusted. GUys are just full of shit'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa was right, if he was able to love me enough, he could have done everything to gain me back, visiting me or whatever it would take, would not let me leave and stay with the distance. Maybe he really was no there yet to really take the relationship seriously and still not sure what he wants. Anyways, it was a page of my life, deep in my heart, i still love him, however, after the day that I heard from him he moved on, don't want to take me back, i realized i was just a fool... no point to feel bad or sad bcs of a person who does not love me anymore. Why should I feel sad bcs of such a person, not worth for me to spend of my effort anymore. Why should I still keep applying for jobs in Europe in the past year and never give up. NOw I can officialy give up in doing that. why should I spend so much time for just that??? YES... I HAVE TO TELL MYSELF THAT IT'S OVER... EVERYTHING CAN BE TURNED TO A NEW PAGE... HE TURNED THE PAGE ALREADY SO NOW MY TURN... However, I do not expect to see the person somewhere in the future, at lest for now...' ONE MORE THING, NEVER LISTEN TO THE GUY SAYING THAT YOU ARE VERY IMPORTANT IN HIS LIFE.. IT'S ALL BULLSHIT.. U R ONLY IMPORTATNT WHEN U ARE WITH HIM, WHEN HE FINDS SOMEONE ELSE... IT'S JUST WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was problem with my ex, today problem with my mom... yes I now have to also accept that I live with the parents, I would not have the freedom I used to have when i was by myself... I wish i could turn back the time. I did talk to my parents but it seemed to be useless as they only think that they are right and whatever I said, they still keep their points... cried again.... since the begining of the week, i came to work with my big eyes already from crying and I think it will last until end of this week.... hai...... life is just so shit now.... hope it's getting better soon.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep now, another long day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-2436671555494100047?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/2436671555494100047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=2436671555494100047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2436671555494100047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2436671555494100047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-days.html' title='BAD DAYS!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-4782461534264284559</id><published>2010-02-04T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:54:18.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>Thought it's over but... dont know why these days I really miss that person and really want to see that person. jealousy is still there even though I'm nobody to that person now and I know it will not take any where.. the feeling is just mixed up these days, I even felt very sad... don't know what to do... hmmmm... Help.. Help... Help... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-4782461534264284559?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/4782461534264284559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=4782461534264284559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/4782461534264284559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/4782461534264284559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-250850958453568979</id><published>2009-10-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:53:44.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing with no reason</title><content type='html'>I just dunno y I really miss him today. Really want to talk to him n tell him how much I miss him n still love him. The phone was just there for me to send MSG but I did not do so. I think there is no point to do it as I know it's hopeless n it will go no where so I rather keep it for myself and take rime for me to restore the photos somewhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-250850958453568979?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/250850958453568979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=250850958453568979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/250850958453568979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/250850958453568979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-with-no-reason.html' title='Missing with no reason'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-2689635388061241983</id><published>2009-08-31T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:43:28.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Today, I was viewing my old photos and found that there are actually many 'couple' photos that I am having, viewing all of them made me feel so sad and bad... all the sweet memories just came back to me... again.. tears dropping down and I jux wished that I could turn back the time when we used to be together, everything seemed to be so perfect when we were around but noone knows that the present is just too painful. I dont know I have the courage to view the photos again. My heart is just torn apart. I really miss him and still really love him even though I am trying my best to let it go.. How can I mend this broken heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-2689635388061241983?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/2689635388061241983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=2689635388061241983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2689635388061241983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2689635388061241983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-6408792306532951893</id><published>2009-08-08T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:47:30.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory is just memory</title><content type='html'>After coming back from Carmen Bar, I went to facebook and wanted to change my phofile picture, therefore, I went through the albums. Viewing them making me missing about my old time so much, especially the sweet memories that I had when I went to London, Cambodia and Lugano. My tears just dropped down, I really miss it but I can't help it. I wish I could turn back the time, turn back the time when everything was so sweet and lovely.... Life is always like that, nothing is fair, it's beautiful but also not beautiful at the same time. Some people said that I should delete the photos but I do not and also do not want to... Should take time to forget. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-6408792306532951893?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/6408792306532951893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=6408792306532951893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6408792306532951893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6408792306532951893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/08/memory-is-just-memory.html' title='Memory is just memory'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1952028491910540260</id><published>2009-08-04T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:38:36.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:) :( mixed up</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I broke up with him but I still really miss him and still really love him... I know I have to pass this but it aint easy, the memories and everything are still there in my head, all the things around my room.. I just can't forget, especially we are still talking, so It doesnt help at all. I decided to break up just bcs I cant stand the distance, I cant stand his behavior but it's true that I was better when I was around him, distance made everything worse. However, he is also a part of this decision as at the moment I left UK, I knew that this relationship aint be the same anymore. He had a choice to hold me back but he also made the decision to let me go. He rather traveled to Tokyo then visit me even just for 2 weeks... I felt shamed on me as I could not even compare to a place... How can that heart be cold and make such a decision. The more I think, the more I feel bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really miss him and wanted to call him but I put my phone down and did not call. I know that it has to end, I have to be strong to pass it... That's what Im telling myself every single day. I look very happy from outside but deep inside my heart, it's broken into small pieces. I just love him too much, I wish that I could earn alot of money, can travel and do whatever I want to make this distance closer, unfurtunately, it's just out of my hands. I cant do anything.... Sadness just over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said that I need to get into another relationship to forget the old one, but it's not easy to find a person that match and understand me. I think I need time to heal this pain... Let see how it goes!! I just cross my finger X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to bed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1952028491910540260?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1952028491910540260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1952028491910540260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1952028491910540260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1952028491910540260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/08/mixed-up.html' title=':) :( mixed up'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-8169458491044652247</id><published>2009-07-20T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:50:07.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life has turned to a  new page!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have said all the things I need to say to hime and get over it. Eventhough I felt sad but I think it must have to be done in that way else it will eat my brain day after day. I am now officialy single again, isnt it great (well, i was single but not single, having bf was like not having one) long distance relationship was just hard to maintain... Love is just not enough, eventhough still love him but just cant stand with his behavior and attitude anymore... I dont deserved to be ignored... I gave my love and I was supposed to receive it back while I didnt get back... for the past year, it was just too bad for me.. anyways... it's over... I'm looking forward to a new life :)) first of all, i need to be promoted then I can enjoy life more with a bit better salary :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-8169458491044652247?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/8169458491044652247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=8169458491044652247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8169458491044652247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8169458491044652247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-has-turned-to-new-page.html' title='My life has turned to a  new page!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-7942396967819322242</id><published>2009-07-10T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:48:10.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A boring life!!!</title><content type='html'>Again, another week has passed!!! Yesterday I talked to Doruk and guess what, my feeling aint the same any more... Before I used to be so looking forward to talk to him and felt really happy everytime talking to him but since it's been over a month, I have not talked to him at all and yesterday we were chatting and I felt nothing... chat or not... doest matter... It was my feeling. I could not even believe it, it means that my feeling is already at the end of the road!!! I totally have no feeling with it anymore. Normally, whenever I view our photos, I really miss him but yesterday also had no feeling... just felt that it was a good memory to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start thinking whether I'm just too stress from my work or I really lost my feeling to him... I'm not sure though but anyways, I'm just really tired from this relationship... I have not seen him for over a year now... it's just way too much for me... I just can't handle the missing feeling anymore.. I just want to give myself a break from the matrix of relationship, it's been driving me insane so far!!! Guys are so hard to understand!!! Do not know what they are thinking!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw I have to wait until he finishes his exam to end this relationship!!! SO TIRED OF IT!!!!!!!!! Soon... soon... it wil be over and I am so looking forward to a new life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about my love life, my work life is even worse hahaha... too depressing from work.. short of staff, crisis time.. too much work to do! Every week i work around 60 hours... it's hell too much! Everyday after work i feel so lost, do not know what to do, sometimes jux sitting infront of my laptop and staring at it and do not know what to do!!! What the hell!! Am I becoming a workaholic or what?? I dont know how long I can handle this situation, just looking forward for a holiday but do not have enough budget to travel far away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 1 sentence... No comments about my life right now! Just do whatever I can for now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-7942396967819322242?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/7942396967819322242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=7942396967819322242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7942396967819322242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7942396967819322242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring-life.html' title='A boring life!!!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-3343596546207485735</id><published>2009-06-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:48:18.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End or not?</title><content type='html'>Again, on this blog, Im writing what Im thinking in my mind about my relationship. It seemed that I've been using this page to pull-out all of my feeling and thinking which i suppose to tell my bf but I never get a chance to talk to him propoerly since we are apart. I feel that our relationship is just getting unclear day after day. Eventhough, I still really love him but I just cant stand anymore with his attitude, behavior and also they way he talks to me everytime he has exam... It's jux too much, he thought he understands me but he does not. Sometimes I just feel that I do not have any respect for me, like ' yeah, you love me, you have to accept the way I am, Im not going to change until I'm done with my uni' or 'ok, i will talk to u next time but I do not know when' that kind of attitude, I really cant stand anymore, It's been a year and it's jux getting worse and worse. I dont know whether u guys can stand not to talk w ur bf for a month or not but I can't. He said that he will marry me after uni, but just think, I wait for him but how much sure that we can get married right after his graduation? If he is not getting a good job then we are screw up as well. I just cant wait for him anymore..... I cant stand with the feeling of missing him all the time and not be able to talk to him!!!! I think this relationship need to be released!!!! It needs an ending!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-3343596546207485735?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/3343596546207485735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=3343596546207485735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3343596546207485735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3343596546207485735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-or-not.html' title='End or not?'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-5190717908054605415</id><published>2009-06-13T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T10:29:41.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Today I went to work in the morning, finished around 1pmish and went back home for Lunch. After a nap, i went swimming alone. The weather was just too hot so swimming was great for me :) After burning calories, I and my parents went to have dinner at Thai Restaurant, it was nice dinner. We went shopping and then back home to play chess, I was the 2nd after my mom and it took us 1.30hrs to finish the game hahaha. I came back to my room after that and got an email from my BF, actually Im trying to keep myself busy in order no to think about him as I know that If Im free, I will think about him all the time. I told him that I will not be disturbing him for the next 3 weeks until he is done with his exam and Im doing it. But when i got his email I felt bad bcs in his email, there aint love in it, just a dry email to ask how my day was, how I am and then good night, sleep well!!! Noone could think it's an email that a bf write for a gf... I just have no comment, Im just really upset about him day after day, but what to do, that's how he is. I think that just one day he really loose sth then he will know how to treat a girl in a propoer way and understand her more. Everytime, Im upset about him, I just cant tell me bcs he does not have any reaction after I tell him, just like talking to the wall or a cold person, so I have to use this Blog to write everything out otherwise I will be in a mess of myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that his study ends as soon as possible, hope that his study will be moving smoothly bcs if I have to wait for longer time than we expected, I will be crazy and for sure this relationship will never work. I just dont know what to do with this relationship!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cross my fingers for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep and looking forward to have brighter day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-5190717908054605415?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/5190717908054605415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=5190717908054605415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5190717908054605415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5190717908054605415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-8949203737005063969</id><published>2009-02-04T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:00:16.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Valentine</title><content type='html'>Now it’s 11:45pm of Wednesday 04 Feb 09 in Vietnam and I am still awake thinking of what to make you surprise on this 3rd valentine day of us. I was crying non-stop just 15 mins ago and I didn’t know the reason why and I could not event stop myself from that, after crying I feel much better. I know that you are enjoying with your new friends and do not want me to disturb you so much, therefore this is the only way I can only do since having less and less time for me now so I don’t really get a chance to tell you what I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the day you told me that you cannot come to Vietnam to visit me this time, I was totally disappointed and I don’t want to think about anything else, I felt that we are just so far away, I was trying so hard to apply for new jobs or looking for French course in any place in Europe to be closed to you but it seems to be so hard since I am a Vietnamese, noone will accept me to work, life is always unfair and especially to a person that is not outstanding like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are still young and you want to enjoy life, but sometimes I just feel that you are just too selfish to think about only yourself. Every time I really miss you and want you to be there for me, listen to me, listen to my happiness and sadness but you were not available. I know there is a high jealousy in me with love, the love I have for you is just too big that I don’t even think about myself, all the time im thinking for US, bcs of this US, its killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that you could understand me and ur heart beat the same tune with me. I really don’t know about our road, the road is just too narrow day by day…. Should I start forgetting you???? I still love you so much, how could I give it away… memories are still memories…. Love is still love; nothing can replace them……. You are one of the most important people in my life, w.o you I don’t know what to do….. I wish I have the ability to be near to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I said that Im so tired, just want to give up this relationship, I will not talk to u, I will not texting you but I cannot do it bcs the love from me is too big. I don’t know how much you love me but deep in my heart I do love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-8949203737005063969?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/8949203737005063969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=8949203737005063969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8949203737005063969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8949203737005063969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-valentine.html' title='To My Valentine'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-5592610841120163117</id><published>2008-10-23T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:17:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been workig in Sale department as a meeting services coordinator for almost a month now. People is fine but work aint fine as Im so new to the job, I made so many mistakes even I hv no comment about myself... so stressful, I hv to correct the contract like 10 times before sending..... until when I can get used to it.... Why is it so difficult for me??? Am I stupid???? hey ya... so stress!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-5592610841120163117?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/5592610841120163117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=5592610841120163117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5592610841120163117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5592610841120163117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/10/stressssssssssssssss.html' title='STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-2331926420025937848</id><published>2008-10-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:53:42.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart and Waiting, dont know what to do!!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, there was a really terrible thing happened to me. Doruk broke up w me, i was terribly sad, nothing could describe it. My heart was broken into pieces, if my parents werent there, I would go crazy and might kill myself. I imagined if it happened to me when I was in UK, I didnt even want to know about the result, maybe i would kill myself. Eventhough Im w my parents, it seems nothing happened to me but its not true, deep in my heart...I dont know what goona happen, he said he is fed up w evverything and want to break up, but 2 days later, he called me and said that he misses me, so confused. I really dont want to loose him, I dont care how difficult our future will be, I still wanna be w him. I just love him too much to loose him. Now i just can finger cross for our relationship. I really wish that I am not vietnamese so that I can be together w him. I could do everything for him, if my parents have money, I would definitly apply for my Master degree in switzerland long time ago already, unfortunately, because of my family's situation, I cant be in Switzerland, so sth bad happened. I really dont know what to do.... If he really leaves me, I dont think that I can be w anyone else as it wasnt easy for us to be together and we managed for more than 2 years already, so why cant we keep it???? If we really break up, i prmise myself that I will never open my heart again because it will be a really hug crack in my heart...... When I see all the stuffs from him, i just cry and cry even i told myself not to cry but tears just drop down. I know myself how much I love him.... its really hard to say when u have true love. its sth really intangible!!!! I cant imagine him w another girl even we break up.. I just cant, the only possible thing is that we hv to stop talking and really delete everyting frm him..... OH GOSH, WHAT TO DO!!!!!!! :(( :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-2331926420025937848?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/2331926420025937848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=2331926420025937848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2331926420025937848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/2331926420025937848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/10/broken-heart-and-waiting-dont-know-what.html' title='Broken Heart and Waiting, dont know what to do!!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-3785590600257634734</id><published>2008-09-25T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:38:20.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing feeling!</title><content type='html'>Love is always complicated, especially when 2 person are so far away from each other. My boyfriend seems to change his feeling to me or is he just too busy to think about me??? I really dont know what he is thinking, Im somehow really upset because he doesnt care about me much like he used to do... I really miss him and love him so much, wish he knew that, nothing can describe my love for him, I wish that I could get visa and have a permit to work and stay in Switzerland w him, everything will get better for sure. It's so difficult for both of us, especially girls always think more than guys and always think about sill stuff, eventhough I know its wrong but still, cant stop thinking about it, think about the day that he would leave me if its really happend, I really dont know what I gonna do.... I just love him to much to loose him... I could do anything for him.... I wish that he's done w his study long time ago, then everything is so easy for us right now... I always stuck with this silly thing.... WHAT CAN I DO????????????????????' I really wanna cry out loud and scream to say that ' BABY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, WHY CANT YOU LOVE ME THE SAME WAY U USED TO BE?' Have I done anything wrong???? or he is just too excited with everything new around him. I wish that he could tell me all the things that he is thinking. A day without him is so miserable, I never thought that I would love a person this much! Will I derserve true love? Will we be together forever????? Thats what I really want but I dont know about my other half!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-3785590600257634734?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/3785590600257634734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=3785590600257634734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3785590600257634734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3785590600257634734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/09/loosing-feeling.html' title='Loosing feeling!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1560501849105471477</id><published>2008-09-15T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:07:46.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying!!!!</title><content type='html'>I gonna work in Sale Department next month, I dont know how well I can cooperate with my colleagues as I hv no experiences and everyone seems to be so good in Sale department, so much stress for me right now, not only because alot of compentency but also because I am named as studying abroad so the expectation is kinda high and I dont want to loose face, I have to keep my pride.... so much stress, dont know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my boss asked me to go up to sale office to learn about the system but some how, the time wasnt right for me, I always has the same working hours with sale department, therefore I couldnt get chance or time to go up there and learn. When my boss told me I felt that he is kinda angry because he my think that I am not putting my effort to get ready for my new challange in sale department, dont know what to do!!!!!!! I should get my ass up there 2moro i think... Heya... maybe u r thinking too much Silly LIly!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1560501849105471477?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1560501849105471477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1560501849105471477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1560501849105471477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1560501849105471477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/09/worrying.html' title='Worrying!!!!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1404064848017885055</id><published>2008-09-05T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:08:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Already over 3 months in Vietnam!</title><content type='html'>Finally I have time to update my blog... I am now having my training in Banquet department, compare to Housekeeping and Front Office, Banquet is less organized I have to say. They work without any log book, I hate that the most and that's also the cause of all complaints and missed communication. In October, I gonna work for sale department as a Meeting service coordinator and I have to work with them, so It gonna be fun for me ha..ha..ha....&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed so fast, my dear friends whom I met on the first days, are going to leave the hotel as their internship gonna end soon, I will miss them a lot, miss the time we got trained in Housekeeping together, miss the time we talk about silly things in the Canteen, miss our laughter :) Even though they are younger than me but somehow we got along quite well... Hope we can manage to meet up after they leave.&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I miss my dear boyfriend so much, I just wish that I could be in Switzerland right now so that I can see him and share my time with him.. An advice for anyone wants to hv a distant relationship, better not to have it as it is really tough and u gonna cry a lot.......(special advice for girls). But when u love someone, it's really hard to say... Anyways, I really love my boyfriend and I always give hope for this relationship :) Ich liebe dich so viel, mein Schatz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1404064848017885055?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1404064848017885055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1404064848017885055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1404064848017885055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1404064848017885055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/09/already-over-3-months-in-vietnam.html' title='Already over 3 months in Vietnam!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-6828904462817546675</id><published>2008-07-26T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:30:27.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship is on the edge!</title><content type='html'>I and my bf had a talk the other day and he said that we should break up and stay friends, at that moment, i was so shocking and my heart felt painful so much... I cried alot , even though I know that he wouldnt have so much time for me in the future but I still believe in our love because I couldnt find any guy better than him, love me like he does. To be honest, It is really stupid for us to break up just because of distance and timing because I know that we love each other. Why 2 people loving each other cant be together??? Life is so unfair.... I was thinking about breaking up before but it will not work for me because If we break up, I dont want to talk to him anymore bcs everytime I talk to him I remember about the time we spent together and definately, I dont want to loose him and I dont want to stay friends.... I want to be his wife in the future... full stop!My best friend told me that this year is a breaking up year for those who is having Rat horoscope as it happened to her and her cousin, I hope it doesnt happen to me!!! We had 2 years of beautiful time together....!!! And those 2 years werent 2 easy year for both of us, I thought we are staying stronger and stronger, but now I dont know what he is thinking... Does he still love me??? Now I really hope that we can be together forever.... I wish that he knows how much I love him.... this is no lie... If i have to break up with him, I rather kill myself!.... life is so desperated without him! BABY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YOU ARE THE ONE IN MY LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-6828904462817546675?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/6828904462817546675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=6828904462817546675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6828904462817546675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6828904462817546675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/07/relationship-is-on-edge.html' title='Relationship is on the edge!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1400037415630589971</id><published>2008-07-23T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T04:51:54.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>It has been already 1 month since I start working at Park Hyatt Saigon, so far so good as people is treating me well over there. I made new friends and they are really nice people plus I got handsome and funny trainer though hahahahhaha.... Beside working, I got nothing to do, kinda boring life over here as well.... On the other hand, my bf is driving me crazy and insane, i thought that he could be free after exam to talk to me everyday and asking me, caring about but it's just my dream, he is apparently not free at all and we have no time to talk as he has to help his parents doing stuffs at home and all kind of excuses. I really cant stand with it, really fed up and just wanna give up with this relationship... My feeling is really S**** and all the time i have feeling that I am the only person who is supporting for this relationship, the only thing he could say is that 'nothing I can do'. What the F****!!! Gosh... tell me what I should do????? I am so so so tired!!!! please release me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1400037415630589971?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1400037415630589971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1400037415630589971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1400037415630589971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1400037415630589971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-update.html' title='LIFE UPDATE!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1136786427314349032</id><published>2008-06-14T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T04:38:24.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Vietnam</title><content type='html'>I has been 1 month since I left UK. After leaving Shap, I was in London for 1 night and I enjoyed 1 night over there with my baby. We stayed at sheraton Heathrow and we went out for Chinese food, it was nice time and for sure I will not see my baby for the next few months :( Ater UK, I stopped over in Kuala Lumpur for 3 days to visit Mei Mei (my good friend from IHTTI). We had alot of fun and ofcourse eating alot heheh. It was really hot after coming back from UK and I couldnt breath during the first days. Eventhough the time I spent in KL was short, the most important thing is I met up with Mei Mei after 1 and half years since we graduated. Leaving KL, heading to my home town - Ho Chi Minh City or called Saigon (the old name). Oh my god, it was even hotter than in KL hahahha. Suprisingly, the custom procedure was fast and I got out of the airport faster as well. However, I had to wait for 3 mins until I called my mom to let her know that I arrived hahaha, as she thought that it would have taken longer time inside the airport and when she met me, she did not even recognize me and my grandmom saw me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Saigon, I met up with my dear best friend who just came back from the States for a 3 weeks visit. It was a coincidence that we met up in Vietnam as none of us knowing that we arrived at the airport on the same date but not the same time though hehhehe. Anyways, we went to thailand together with my family and the trip was so much fun..... Believe me or not, we were best friends for years and this time was the very frist times that we had fotos together hahhaa. Anyway we had a great time and I do not know until when I can see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Thailand, I went for a Charity trip in the South East area of my country. The trip was fun but I did not like the time consuming of the people, they were always late and I had to wait for them all the time. It is said that ' in vietnam, time is like rubber band, people is always late'. It is true... I really hate it. ON the other hands, I could help the poor people, that was 1 thing made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I am still free and waiting for sigining the contract with Park Hyatt. I dont know when they will call me and they want me to start July. They have not decided what position they will offer me but they already let me tried their uniforms which I had to try over 10 times to find my best one as girls in vietnam are really tiny and I am considered as a big girl in my country hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is nothing to do, I viewed the photos that were taken in UK and Switzerland. I miss my baby so much and also Rohini, we spent so much good time together, we laughed and we partied and so on. I do not know until when I would have a chance to spend time with Rohini like this :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, having a distance relationship is driving me insane. I miss Doruk so much and there is no way that I could see him or talk to him at this moment as he is going to have exam and he has no time to talk to me. I do undestand the situtation but sometimes I just cannot control myself not to think negativly. Sometiems, I really want to give up but I love him so much, I just cannot leave him. Hope he will do fine in his exam, it is so important to him. God bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have written enough on my blog today. I will update more next time. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1136786427314349032?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1136786427314349032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1136786427314349032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1136786427314349032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1136786427314349032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-vietnam.html' title='Back to Vietnam'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-7940765940451981337</id><published>2008-04-23T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:29:20.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE SWITZERLAND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SA-9zbpH6qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GPapTEtqAoI/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SA-9zbpH6qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GPapTEtqAoI/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192577586672691874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe that I am once again leaving this beautiful country with full of sweet and happy memories left behind it. It is my second home, I was partialy grew up there. It is the first place that I am away from home, it is the first place that I know how to take care of myself without my parents, where I met so many different people who came from different countries are my dear friends and the most important part is that I found the love of my life, Doruk. If talking about Switzerland, my story about it will never end. One and a half year ago I left this country and never thought that I could come back but then I was back and now leaving it again :(. I was almost crying when I sat on the plan and looking down to the landscape of switzerland but I controlled myself otherwise people might think that Rohini has done something to me to make me cry hahahahha.... The other thing that I do not want to leave switzerland is also because of Doruk, I cannot leave him... I will be missing my fiancee so so much... I just hope that everything will go fine with us. &lt;br /&gt;Before I left Switzerland I got a chance to meet up with Britta, one of my good friends. Even though we havent met each other for quite a while, we still hv good connection and alot to talk about. I dont know what but between I and her, we have some kind of a connection that we all the time get together so well and that feeling I just can fell it and cant describe it, I wish that I had chance to hang out with her more when we were in IHTTI. Anyways, I am really happy for have a friend like her and she is always an active and funny person, she is very lovely and now she is planning to go to vietnam to see me in the near future, hope we can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Trip to Switzerland with Rohini was a fun and dont know when Rohini and I will get a chance to shop and have fun in switzerland again... I will miss her alot as well, the fun and sadness that we shared together... Rohini, thanks for being my friend and listen to me all the time... Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-7940765940451981337?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/7940765940451981337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=7940765940451981337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7940765940451981337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7940765940451981337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-switzerland.html' title='GOODBYE SWITZERLAND!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SA-9zbpH6qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GPapTEtqAoI/s72-c/IMG_0885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-5319733536700113075</id><published>2008-04-12T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T04:10:03.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping in Zurich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SACP8ZgXbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2GsJhgIwDXs/s1600-h/IMG_0818%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SACP8ZgXbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2GsJhgIwDXs/s320/IMG_0818%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188305038532374050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Rohini and I went to Zurich for shopping and it was a fun day as Rohini bought some stuffs that are kinda girly and I cant never believe that she is chaning to  be girly slowly hahahahah.... It's a good sight though as I think she is getting bored of being boyish :) (Am I right, gila Rohini?) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping we met up with Britta, our classmate from IHTTI. It was such a long time   that we havent met up... hmmm 1 and half year i think. Our conversation was just kepping going on and on... it was really nice to share our sweet memories that we had from IHTTI again. I wish that we just can turn back the time so that our class can be together again :) Monday will be our second meeting :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-5319733536700113075?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/5319733536700113075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=5319733536700113075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5319733536700113075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5319733536700113075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/04/shopping-in-zurich.html' title='Shopping in Zurich'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SACP8ZgXbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2GsJhgIwDXs/s72-c/IMG_0818%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-6162117871977286923</id><published>2008-04-04T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:24:44.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stand by me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ocKZGAug-w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ocKZGAug-w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-6162117871977286923?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/6162117871977286923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=6162117871977286923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6162117871977286923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6162117871977286923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/04/stand-by-me.html' title='stand by me'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-826106993542176698</id><published>2008-03-25T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:10:41.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice day out!</title><content type='html'>Lekhana, Will and I went to Windermere today, it was a nice day out with them and we had alot of fun actually, time passed so fast when we get together. We wanted to have more time in windermere therefore we catched the bus to Kendal earlier at 9.30am, however at the time we reached the train station in kendal, it was too cold therefore we decided to have coffee before we departed. After that i tried to pay for our coffee but I couldnt as the stupid bank block my card again, I just hate this HSBC bank in UK, its not working properly at all... Luckily Lekhana got money with her otherwise I wouldnt know what to do when Im on my own heheh... anyways... it was a nice day out as I got chance to meet Rohini as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I check the job vacancy posting and I saw the vacancies from Park Hyatt with available positions as follow: Guest Service Officer and Assistant Manager. This is kinda worrying me as I dont know whether they will hire me or not, and I dont know which position they will offer me, actually I want to apply for AM but I dont know whether Im ready for it yet but I really want to apply for it... hard huh! Well, I think I hv to think carefully before asking them about it as AM in Park Hyatt is a big responsibility :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-826106993542176698?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/826106993542176698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=826106993542176698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/826106993542176698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/826106993542176698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/nice-day-out.html' title='A nice day out!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-3556994994447829539</id><published>2008-03-17T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:31:29.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam is on the top 3 of the wonders of nature :)</title><content type='html'>According to the official website http://www.new7wonders.com/nature/en/liveranking/ . Vietnam is winning yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-3556994994447829539?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/3556994994447829539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=3556994994447829539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3556994994447829539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/3556994994447829539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/vietnam-is-on-top-3-of-wonders-of.html' title='Vietnam is on the top 3 of the wonders of nature :)'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-5493900059025827682</id><published>2008-03-12T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:09:40.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Easter</title><content type='html'>Today I went to work and then I got a suprised card for my dear friend hahaha.... I did expect that she sent the card to me... how sweet she is!! THANKS ROHINI.... She made me remember our time in Neuchatel, Switzerland where 'OUR HOME' is. Well, for those who dont know how Neuchatel look like,  have a short video clip which I found over youtube to show you how peaceful and beautiful it is. Follow by that is our ABSOLUT IHTTI video ,IHTTI... thats ur house hehehe... Enjoy..... this is also for you ROHINI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mcraox6wd2A&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mcraox6wd2A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRMqKBNjvmU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRMqKBNjvmU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-5493900059025827682?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/5493900059025827682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=5493900059025827682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5493900059025827682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/5493900059025827682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/early-easter.html' title='Early Easter'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1580803304981111753</id><published>2008-03-10T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:57:24.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HO CHI MINH CITY - ECONOMIC GROWTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cXCGOGFK5s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cXCGOGFK5s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1580803304981111753?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1580803304981111753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1580803304981111753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1580803304981111753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1580803304981111753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/ho-chi-minh-city-economic-growth.html' title='HO CHI MINH CITY - ECONOMIC GROWTH'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-54419895163199481</id><published>2008-03-10T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:01:47.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Vietnam - My First Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVjVgfLliRk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PVjVgfLliRk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hgXLa_8Aggc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hgXLa_8Aggc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-54419895163199481?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/54419895163199481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=54419895163199481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/54419895163199481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/54419895163199481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-vietnam-my-first-home.html' title='Welcome to Vietnam - My First Home'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-4069822016026451570</id><published>2008-03-08T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:23:06.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORINGGGGGGG!!</title><content type='html'>Everday is the same, its so boring in this place.... Even though there is only 2 months left for me to go back to vietnam or 1 month left to see doruk but It seems to be so long... I am so fed up with this stupid place... so depressed... stupid people, treating the others like S*** especialy the stupid GM. He was talking to the others with no respect so why I should respect him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-4069822016026451570?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/4069822016026451570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=4069822016026451570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/4069822016026451570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/4069822016026451570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/boringgggggg.html' title='BORINGGGGGGG!!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-6364376856977906818</id><published>2008-03-05T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:47:53.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Même si (what you are made of?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LW7qtzucAeQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LW7qtzucAeQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like I predicted, we're at the point of no return&lt;br /&gt;We can go backwards, and no corners have been turned&lt;br /&gt;I can't control it, if I sink or if I swim&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I chose the water that I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne jamais devoir choisir&lt;br /&gt;Avoir raison ou tort&lt;br /&gt;Au-delà de mes faiblesses&lt;br /&gt;J'ai la force d'y croire encore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même si l'amour s'enfuit&lt;br /&gt;J'en inventerai les couleurs&lt;br /&gt;S'il est trop tard, pour revenir,&lt;br /&gt;Je remonterai les heures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way,&lt;br /&gt;You're changing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause some things will just never be mine,&lt;br /&gt;You're not in love this time...but it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aurai voulu t'offrir le meilleur de tout mon être&lt;br /&gt;Au lieu de partir, entre nous tout faire renaître&lt;br /&gt;Plutôt que de mentir,&lt;br /&gt;Aborder nos différences&lt;br /&gt;T'aimer autrement qu'à contre sens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes no difference who is right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I deserve much more than this&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's only one thing I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not what you're made of&lt;br /&gt;You're not what I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;You were willing but unable to give me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et ce dont je suis fait&lt;br /&gt;Tout entier je saurai te le rendre&lt;br /&gt;Même s'il faut tout apprendre, tout apprendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your definition of the one?&lt;br /&gt;Comment définir l'amour sans toi ?&lt;br /&gt;Mais prêt à tous les sacrifices je refuse celui là&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aurai voulu t'offrir le meilleur de tout mon être&lt;br /&gt;These are the waters that I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même si l'amour s'enfuit&lt;br /&gt;J'en inventerai les couleurs&lt;br /&gt;S'il est trop tard pour revenir&lt;br /&gt;Je remonterai les heures&lt;br /&gt;Et ce dont je suis fait, tout entier&lt;br /&gt;Je saurai te le rendre&lt;br /&gt;Même s'il faut tout apprendre&lt;br /&gt;Même s'il faut tout apprendre&lt;br /&gt;Même s'il faut tout apprendre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-6364376856977906818?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/6364376856977906818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=6364376856977906818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6364376856977906818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/6364376856977906818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/mme-si-what-you-are-made-of.html' title='Même si (what you are made of?)'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1106019675637507710</id><published>2008-03-03T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:39:42.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.. Pissed Off day</title><content type='html'>Today I went to work and so early in the morning I already got problem when checking out, the lady took out her Credit card so early from the PDQ machine, so the machine was stuck and i was on hold from the customer service for so long, and finally i sorted it out. However, at the same time my stupid boss keep asking pissing me off, by the way he doesnt know anything but like to talk and ask people to do this and that as if he knows hahahah stupid fella... anyways whole shift was crazy, phone calls... check out... etc. On the other hand, the thing pissed me off the most was about the stupid managers who like to gossip about the other people and this time related to me even though the things passed long time ago. Sometimes people do want to forget about sth but the other busy bodies dont let. well, I was pissed at that time but then in the end of the day, there is no point to argue and talk to such kind of people that do not have the same level of personality like me. Useless, hopeless, selfish, like to dig information and gossiping... thats all they can do from the office, treating the others like S****. This is the first time in my life that i see such managers like that. They are more interested in others people personal life than business of the hotel. Anyways, they dont have attitudes which is called professional, lucky that im going to to leave this place soon otherwise I will mental when working with this kind of people for that long. My dad used to ask me that why dont I extend to work here then i told him that if he wanted his daughter to be a normal person then let me go home otherwise I will go mental hhahha... oh gosh.... talking about these people, I just have no word to describe their nasty personalities. At this moment, I really wish that I could turn back the time when we were in IHTTI, where I graduated.. It was like paradise of happiness to most of the students who used to study there. The friends I had from there were really nice and treated me with warm heart, thats why i love them so much. I really do miss them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1106019675637507710?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1106019675637507710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1106019675637507710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1106019675637507710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1106019675637507710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/tired-pissed-off-day.html' title='Tired.. Pissed Off day'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-8861777885560664017</id><published>2008-03-03T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:51:00.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mo47FWs_vgE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mo47FWs_vgE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-8861777885560664017?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/8861777885560664017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=8861777885560664017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8861777885560664017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8861777885560664017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-7707045369079231924</id><published>2008-03-01T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:38:07.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary day</title><content type='html'>I finshed work at 11:00pm yesterday, i tried to call Doruk but he is sleeping already i think :) Since he is back from Japan, he doesnt call me that often anymore, he doesnt even text me that often either, I know he is busy but I still feel there is a gap between us..maybe its just my silly thought though... anyway, thats the problem when 2 people doesnt stay together and always wondering what the other half is doing... its s hard :( lets talk about the other things hehe... i finally ordered my iTouch, hope I will get it soon 2 weeks later. I called my aunt today, we had fun, we talked and laughed after years and years...She is a really nice person, she really loves me though... im so happy to have such an aunt like her :) talking to her make me miss my mom, shhhh i havent talked to her for a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-7707045369079231924?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/7707045369079231924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=7707045369079231924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7707045369079231924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7707045369079231924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/03/ordinary-day.html' title='Ordinary day'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-8706117028266650061</id><published>2008-02-29T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:21:54.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HAPPY AND PITY DAY!</title><content type='html'>Today.. hmm or should I say yesterday hehe.. bcs its already 1.15am here in UK. My day off was gone so fast. I woke up at 10am and checked my email, suprisingly I got an email from Park Hyatt Saigon to ask me for an interview.. I knew that if I did not give up at the first place, I will get a better answer :). However, today is also a happy day for Ian who is Fiancial Controller of Shap Wells hotel, but a sad day for me as today is his last day at work. I am very happy for him bcs he can get out of this stupid place, noone from the office came to say goodbye to him, such a bad management team over here. They put their personal feeling into their professional job too much, I have never seen such an organization like this. I felt bad for him from that point of view, I am sad ofcourse because there wont be anyone from the office that would listen to me like he used to be, no matter where he is , he is still my BUDDY :). As his last day, we, including me, Ian and Lewis (new FC replace Ian, nice guy though), we went out for dinner at a Chinese Restaurant in Penrith, the food was ok but the night out with them was nice, so I enjoyed. When I am back to my room, I talked to Doruk nicely without aruging. It was the nicest talk we have so far sinc he is back. By talking to him, I feel much better and more cheerful. However, my worry about our relationship is still there. I wish I have the ability to follow him wherever he goes, but I cant do it. Omg... help me... I really miss him though... If he didnt call, I would go nut hahahha... there is no word can describe how much I love him :) Hmmm... I guess its time for me to go to bed... Late shift 2moro, dont feel like going to work but I have to keep it up for 2 months then ADIOS STUPIDO SHAP!!! heheheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-8706117028266650061?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/8706117028266650061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=8706117028266650061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8706117028266650061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/8706117028266650061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-and-pity-day.html' title='A HAPPY AND PITY DAY!'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-7536569017493254714</id><published>2008-02-28T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:06:40.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER DAY WITHOUT MY FIANCÉE</title><content type='html'>I tried to call him today but he is not picking up the fone or even reply my msg so I'm somehow worrying whether he is alright or not because he is staying alone. Hope he is fine though :) Since he is back from Japan, timing is different so he all the time feel tired. I dont know what's wrong with me these days, eventhough I know that he has reasonable excuses for not replying my msg or calling me when he was in Tokyo, but I still feel very bad and I cry all the time. Maybe I just miss him very much. Im trying to think possitve about our relationship but it doesnt seem to be bright as we have to travel all the time to see each other, but I love him so much.... so no choice :) I have to cheer myself up. Hence, I finally got my holiday fixed so I will visit him in April.... cant wait to see him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-7536569017493254714?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/7536569017493254714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=7536569017493254714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7536569017493254714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/7536569017493254714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-day-without-my-fiance.html' title='ANOTHER DAY WITHOUT MY FIANCÉE'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984627834719632627.post-1478051560749780631</id><published>2008-02-27T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:12:59.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>After reading and viewing my friend, Rohini, blog, I also feel like creating one so that I can write down whatever I am thinking and worrying. Hope it will help. Thanks Rohini :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5984627834719632627-1478051560749780631?l=lientran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/feeds/1478051560749780631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5984627834719632627&amp;postID=1478051560749780631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1478051560749780631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5984627834719632627/posts/default/1478051560749780631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lientran.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Silly Lily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244454578913088803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ypPrDTq5t3o/SBewYkRjTdI/AAAAAAAAABE/u44oqACwU08/S220/switz+05.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
