<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/1106943285388514932?origin\x3dhttp://haohaoz.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script><iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID=8076742059755845825&blogName=PIECE+OF+HEAVEN&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLUE&layoutType=CLASSIC&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Flov-ebites.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Flov-ebites.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="30px" width="100%" id="navbar-iframe" title="Blogger Navigation and Search"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>

zihao
also known as:
slacker
haohao
jayden
whichever you prefer =D

he is someone who rather
be hated for being
who he is,
then been love
for who he arent


The Way You Look At Me - Christian Bautista


sEconDarY mAtes

Archives:
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
April 2010
June 2010

Designer : xo
Base Codes : xo
Resources : xoxo



Tuesday, February 17, 2009 @ 10:58 AM

woke up early today...


to watch sun rise... and to get some ironing done...
haha... unbelievable? its juz the random appearance of the nanny in me... dun believe can ask my room mate when we were in china for 2 mths... haha...


anyway... tats nt the reason to why am i blogging...
as all know... ironing is a routine action tat doesnt require brain power... so naturally... my thoughts drift to a event tat happen yesterday and suddenly, something hard hit me... nah... nt a physical reaction... but a mental reaction...


okie okie... lets start from the beginning of the whole story..

once upon a time yesterday was like usual, entering the lift with a "stranger" bounded home.. juz that before i get the chance to tell the "stranger" the level of the block at which i live @, casually he pressed 10 and 14 respectively... i was kinda stunned... real stun...

my immediate reaction was that, do i noe u? elimination mechanism was done so swiftly before i realized that the "stranger" was actually my pri sch classmate, someone whom i jio everyday to go home together...

he changed so much... i wanted to catch up with him... but i didnt noe wat was stopping me... hesitation made the 30sec? ride in the lift unbearable... that 30sec seem to last longer than usual... and juz when my voice seem to return to me... all i could muster was a soft whisper, "bye" and wave...

kinda embarrassing for meeting a close fren of mine in my pri sch days yet seem acquaintance ... if i still rmb his name correctly... it shld be alex...


its kinda sad that people who come into ur life at one particular point of time become so foreign when u proceed further down the path of ur life...
so much common interests was shared... so much memories were there... and it all ended up in smokes...