<?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-2987503290172676097</id><updated>2011-11-13T00:41:50.073-08:00</updated><category term='Graduation'/><category term='fw3nz'/><category term='UPSR'/><category term='Hiaz'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Gonna Be</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.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-2987503290172676097.post-402264508075305942</id><published>2009-11-19T23:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:28:25.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It all comes down to this</title><content type='html'>The year was great, one of the best I had.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Its like just yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;It was still first day of school,&lt;br /&gt;Kim would still be saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's Andrea?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rachel would go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi, I'm Rachel/Xi Zhen! What your name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, 1P, for all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks, all of you, for the everything.&lt;br /&gt;I had an awsome year with you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school year didnt end as perfect as I thought it would, tho.&lt;br /&gt;I ended it screaming at you.&lt;br /&gt;I ended it staying at home, and not going to farewells.&lt;br /&gt;I ended it knowing I will never get to have 1P moments again.&lt;br /&gt;I ended it with fear of whats gonna happen next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we still be friends?&lt;br /&gt;Best friends?&lt;br /&gt;Will we stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;What would happen?&lt;br /&gt;Are we still gonna talk to each other often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont want things to change.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate not being able to see my Peas,&lt;br /&gt;My friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss having talks with Mdm Anne in class,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss fighting with eikhuan and ryan to shout the answer,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss arguing over who's right in BM,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss asking you questions bout Geo,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss having a heck of a time during free periods.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RACHEL CHUI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vedio was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep you updated in Buana.&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss a class!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun in Sri KL.&lt;br /&gt;But, never forget us. Never.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss your sugar rushes.&lt;br /&gt;That pretty smile of yours.&lt;br /&gt;And your awsome company.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go to your farewell,&lt;br /&gt;Sad case my mom didnt let.&lt;br /&gt;Apples are sexy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;NICK YOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I ask: why do you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;Booby, who am I gonna crap to anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;For listening and helping me out with times were tough.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you'll cope well in S'pore,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you, you're a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time there, and dont forget 1P.&lt;br /&gt;Go online everyday, send me your S'pore contacts,&lt;br /&gt;and stay connected!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldnt make it to your farewell.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it up to you when I go to S'pore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing,&lt;br /&gt;1P, We made history.&lt;br /&gt;We left our mark,&lt;br /&gt;We might not be a class anymore but,&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be a family,&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;To lend a hand. A shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;I know C isnt gonna be same as P,&lt;br /&gt;But, life goes on. Things change.&lt;br /&gt;And, we have to meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure C's are nice.&lt;br /&gt;I have Nisa Hurst there, dont I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day marks the end of our story.&lt;br /&gt;End of Form One.&lt;br /&gt;End of 1P 09'&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be lonely during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;See ya' next year! Happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Life has Up's and Down's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Things are changing around us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We've just gotta keep up with them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its us againts the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We might not get what we want,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And we get upset or angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For every minute you're upset, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You lose 60 seconds of happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And things always turn out for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As long as we have friends to stand by your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nothing can go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-402264508075305942?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/402264508075305942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-all-comes-down-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/402264508075305942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/402264508075305942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-all-comes-down-to-this.html' title='It all comes down to this'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-2710510550404890837</id><published>2009-11-16T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:58:15.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History was Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;What a way to start the week.&lt;br /&gt;We had bad news today,&lt;br /&gt;real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've decided to seperate 1P,&lt;br /&gt;to break us up.&lt;br /&gt;They say its okay,&lt;br /&gt;that we'll still be able to see each other,&lt;br /&gt;But, no.&lt;br /&gt;It wont be the same, at all.&lt;br /&gt;1P isnt just a class,&lt;br /&gt;Its a big family.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that can tap the bond between us,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will keep us apart.&lt;br /&gt;While you see other classes havving individual gangs,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see 1P being ONE whole clique, one family.&lt;br /&gt;1P is what makes 1P unique,&lt;br /&gt;We are what makes us, us.&lt;br /&gt;We share secrets like no one else,&lt;br /&gt;We share burdens,&lt;br /&gt;We're united, in a way beyond the word strong.&lt;br /&gt;We're a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if their plan to tare us apart,&lt;br /&gt;is to break up the 'gang'.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, its not gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;Cause our bond is something,&lt;br /&gt;not a single force on the universe,&lt;br /&gt;can break.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing comes between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, they tore us apart,&lt;br /&gt;Not those that dont belong,&lt;br /&gt;But, those that fit in perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;those that were the closests to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;They didnt take those that didnt fit in so well,&lt;br /&gt;that were sorta loners.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to take those that make 1P, 1P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, during telematch,&lt;br /&gt;I saw all the other classes were all scattered,&lt;br /&gt;all over the basketball courts.&lt;br /&gt;Talking to their own gangs.&lt;br /&gt;But, I saw from the 2nd floor of the form 1 block,&lt;br /&gt;All 1P's (well, most of us), all wearing the class shirt,&lt;br /&gt;and sitting together, talking.&lt;br /&gt;And I said in my heart:&lt;br /&gt;'This is why you cant seperate us.'&lt;br /&gt;Its just a crime.&lt;br /&gt;Its againts nature.&lt;br /&gt;Its like taking a child away from their mother,&lt;br /&gt;(which in this case, is our class)&lt;br /&gt;They just cant do this to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter what happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter where, when or how we are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter how they decide to seperate us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We wont be seperated on our hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We will still be what we are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404651149513415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SwEtld2nWgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YQGhuTj0Wys/s400/1Pea+Coolest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's all gonna work out, 1P style. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rqsltr5vsE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rqsltr5vsE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like that isnt enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Changing classes means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;not being able to spend as much time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's so much more to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-2710510550404890837?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2710510550404890837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/history-was-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2710510550404890837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2710510550404890837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/11/history-was-made.html' title='History was Made'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SwEtld2nWgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YQGhuTj0Wys/s72-c/1Pea+Coolest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-7543362898716153087</id><published>2009-10-23T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:32:24.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Only Me When I'm with You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This practiacally says it all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RE5v2V-gjEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RE5v2V-gjEw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2w2JDY4SynU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2w2JDY4SynU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;things really influenced me alot now, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i want to change back, to the old me i knew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'what goes around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;comes around.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the law of karma. action, reaction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if you're a good person at heart, you'll get the things you want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if all you think about all day is negativity, well, too bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you're gonna see Nicole 2.0 ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;____________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even after exams, I'm still so tensed up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'Learn to relax, chill!' Wen tells me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, saldly for me, I'm stubborn, i dont listen to advice, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;especially my own ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somehow, I dont want the school year to end,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I dont want the holidays to come, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be in school,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cause there, I have great friends to keep me company (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Good luck in post exam activities, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We dont have to win, just have fun ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the end of suffering is when we stop craving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-the Truth-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-7543362898716153087?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7543362898716153087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/7543362898716153087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/7543362898716153087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m Only Me When I&apos;m with You'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-5613225923554216311</id><published>2009-09-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:27:12.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in thoughts, in and out.</title><content type='html'>I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been updating since a century ago.&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats me. Unorganised as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Death sentence&lt;/span&gt; (as Wen says) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is in 10 days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, our&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. -for Wesleyans-&lt;br /&gt;Its no big deal right?&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Its just the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hardest exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we are gonna take in this year, finals,&lt;br /&gt;the just exam thats gonna determine our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;next year's sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;its just the exam that will determine if we're gonna be in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;same classes as our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;its just the exam thats the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;most important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one in this year,&lt;br /&gt;its just the exam that will determine &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LIFE AND DEATH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the exam that will &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life on Earth AS WE KNOW IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No biggie right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, we have erm, lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 days left?&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:TEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to be afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that if I dont pass (meaning at least 6 A's),&lt;br /&gt;I might &lt;em&gt;never see you guys again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Totally cool, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;easy peesy lemon sqeeuzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;Awsome. Cant wait till death sentance. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was all sacarsm, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plus, on top of all that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still have social issues to worry about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeesh, I hate the fact that I'm always the one getting hurt the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The more I care or  bother, the more I get hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sucks staring at the ceiling everyday for half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate myself for not being able to get the things I want MOST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not material things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not an iPhone, or a laptop, or a Roxy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont mind if I dont get those,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not as much as I mind if I try soo hard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and not get what I TRULY want,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I've been working hard on for such a long time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What that'll make me 100% happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In return, I get hurt instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats why I hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How sucky is it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when someone treats everyone so nicely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially since you're one of their closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And especially since you're being nice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and hoping that they'll do the same, be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sucky huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-5613225923554216311?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5613225923554216311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-in-thoughts-in-and-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5613225923554216311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5613225923554216311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-in-thoughts-in-and-out.html' title='Lost in thoughts, in and out.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4717540216026834616</id><published>2009-08-22T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:18:59.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-friends.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What Is Friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'What is friends?'&lt;br /&gt;Someone ask me this question...&lt;br /&gt;I answered 'friends is... a person who is nice, loves, cares, respect and understands you.'&lt;br /&gt;Friendship doesn't go away from us, it come to us... everytime. In fact, it brought us everytime. And it brought me a special friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;Being your friend is the greatest thing that has happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/directions.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you're looking back and you're afraid of looking in front. You can look beside you because I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-that-friend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There Is That Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend that is so much a part of you, that you feel alone just thinking about the thought of her/him not being there.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friendship that has so much that it is based on that nothing could ever dissolve or even threaten it.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend with whom you share so much history that one fight or misunderstanding rolls off nearly instantaneously, because one issue is so insignificant, and could never come close to shattering the bond.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friendship that cannot always be explained, but only understood and cherished by the two people that share it.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend that mean so much to you, that you honestly believe you would stop studying for a final exam, break a date with your crush of five years, or risk being grounded just so you could be there to lend a shoulder to cry on, offer a hug, or spend three hours just sitting with her/him if that would make it at all better.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friendship that has lasted through ten years of your life, and is still growing.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend who you can talk to about something that happened when you were eight years old, and she can relive that moment so vividly along with you.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend that knows you as well as you know yourself, and finds it special that you know her/him just as well.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend who can make you smile through your tears, or cry out of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend who is always there for you, and just realizing that she/he would be there is more than enough to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;There is that friend who cares about clearing away your tears no less if you are crying over absolutely nothing or over something she may have done to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I have one friend like that, and it is that friend that will always occupy a precious part of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/words-escape-me-at-this-moment-that.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You Were There For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words escape me at this moment that seems like the end yet it is only the beginning when friendships are close and dreams are far you were there for me. Tears fill me with memories of both good and bad some nearly forgetton yet all dear to the heart you were there for me. In times of trouble and in times of thanks you stood by my side and held me up. Through your ever-patient ears to your comforting hugs you were there for me. From that first day when I saw you and knew that you would love me for who I was you were there for me. And until the day when we are old and gray I will always know that you are there for me. My dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-my-best-friend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For My Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is for you, my best friend, the one person I can tell my soul too. Who can relate to me like no other. Who I can laugh with to no extents, who I can cry too when times are tough, who can help me with the problems of my life. Never have you turned your back on me. Or told me I wasnt good enough. Or let me down. I don't think you know what that means to me. You have went through so much pain and you still have time, for me. And I love you for listening even when inside. You are dying and I look up too you because you are strong, and caring and beautiful. Even though you don't think you are. And I hope you know that I am always here. To listen to you laugh and cry and help. In all the ways that I can. And I will try to be at least half the friend you are, to me. I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. My best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-never-alone.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're Never Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're never alone, I'm always near, when your troubled, down or blue. All you have to do is call me, I'm always here for you. It doesn't matter where I'm at, it doesn't matter when. When you need someone to talk to, I'm here to be your friend. If you need someone to hold your hand, or a hug to say I care. If you need a shoulder to cry on, for you I will be there. So never think you are a burden, when the weight gets to be to much. You might find if look hard enough, a good friend could be the right touch. You're never alone, I'm always here, through the good times and the bad. I'm always here to be your friend, I don't like to see you sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend-like-you.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A Friend Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should have a friend like you. You are so much fun to be with. And you are such a good person. You crack me up with laughter. And touch my heart with your kindness. You have a wonderful ability. To know when to offer advice. And when to sit in quiet support. Time after time, you've come to my rescue. And brightend so many of my routine days. And time after time, I've realized how fortunate. I am that my life includes you. I really do believe that, everybody should have a friend like you. But so far it looks like, you are one of a kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-friends.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Best Of Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of friends, can change a frown, into a smile, when you feel down. The best of friends, will understand, your little trials, and lend a hand. The best of friends, will always share, your secret dreams, because they care. The best of friends, worth more than gold, give all the love, a heart can hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalijiki.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend-most-true.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A Friend Most True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I need to know if you’re my true friend, will you be by my side until the end? Can I tell you my secrets deep, and trust them in your heart you’ll keep? We are neither of us without our flaws, can you accept mine as I will yours? I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue, will you be there for me when I need you? No matter how busy I will make time for you, if you are busy will you make time for me too? I will take your hand and comfort your tears, will you hold me and soothe my fears? I will give you joy and many warm smiles, can we share that even across many miles? I will not forget what’s important to you, will you remember what’s important to me too? With you my most favourite things I’ll share, if only I know do you truly care? If you can accept me as I do you, then I will know you are a friend most true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these, D.L.J.K. Thanks for letting me get them off your blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;You've made my day. These made me actually smile, and forget my troubles for a while. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4717540216026834616?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4717540216026834616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4717540216026834616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4717540216026834616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-6208233919554870716</id><published>2009-08-12T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:40:29.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl Half Gone.</title><content type='html'>Where do I start? &lt;div&gt;My best and closest friend is not talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know each other like the back of our hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least I think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant stand it, if you dont talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to tell stuff to anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to talk to during classes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to tease when they get caught,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to give advice to bout not being a coward,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to tell bout what happens with my family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have no one to text at night, saying I cant sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Part of me IS gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have no idea how important you are to me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three days straight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did, but it wasnt a true one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three days straight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drained my tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three days striaght,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried myself to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking: WHY? Why.. Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant we just let this pass and go back being best friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant stand not talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant be happy not knowing what I did wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant laugh, knowing I'm losing my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend who I tell EVERYTHING to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I dont even tell anyone else in this universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know me better than anyone else in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're like the brother I never had,&lt;br /&gt;And the best friend I picked.&lt;br /&gt;That one in a Million. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you see this, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know who you are. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And, this is coming from my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so much more to my tears now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm not gonna post it on the World Wide Web.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please, I'm begging you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think this through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my best friend back,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I KNOW you're still in there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369023486119877218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SoKaahDnmmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f-NUEmJPAWs/s400/001-15860~Miracle-of-Friendship-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-6208233919554870716?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6208233919554870716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-half-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/6208233919554870716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/6208233919554870716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-half-gone.html' title='A Girl Half Gone.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SoKaahDnmmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/f-NUEmJPAWs/s72-c/001-15860~Miracle-of-Friendship-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-6114635956549845203</id><published>2009-07-19T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T01:48:30.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again. Maybe.</title><content type='html'>Me finding the will to let go was a &lt;em&gt;miracle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently over guys who constantly come about to ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;When I see them, I think back of what I used to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd laugh. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it WAS stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So, I got over you, and I'm proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;teeheee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as ya'll should know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Puteri Gunung Ledang Concert&lt;/span&gt; just gone by..&lt;br /&gt;My, how I'm gonna miss the hours waiting for my scence to come by,&lt;br /&gt;then I'll go up some stairs and end up on top of a 'gunung'.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. Rehersals, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see my dear friends doing thier thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Beauties&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Angels&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Drama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Queens/Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all did GREAT, all of you. (:&lt;br /&gt;I got like a teeny weency part,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm proud of it,&lt;br /&gt;Hey, my name is in the credits!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Concert was a &lt;em&gt;blast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;But on the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;Just when I got ever one of 'them'.&lt;br /&gt;Another one comes by,&lt;br /&gt;this time for real.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, can the stone stop rolling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I have a break?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant decide now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant choose now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether to return your favour.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna hurt you, and I dont wanna hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I can stand it, if it turns out badly.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if I dont return the favour,&lt;br /&gt;You might get hurt, and obviously, I cant bare to see you hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what I should do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;If you just knew how to be serious at the right time,&lt;br /&gt;Joke at the right time,&lt;br /&gt;Dont play me,&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me get all hyped up believing you,&lt;br /&gt;then you tell me that it was all a joke.&lt;br /&gt;If you can just do that,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I will, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffff! Oh, forget it! it was a lie the whole freaking while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-6114635956549845203?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6114635956549845203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go-again-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/6114635956549845203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/6114635956549845203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go-again-maybe.html' title='Here we go again. Maybe.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-7685798104184944021</id><published>2009-07-10T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T02:43:50.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game. Over</title><content type='html'>It's Game Over.&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the strength to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;From where this stregth came from?&lt;br /&gt;From knowing I don't hold any place of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I did,&lt;br /&gt;So I waited, hoped, prayed, for a miracale that won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;I tried, wasted my time and efforts, made sacrifices,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I thought I saw that silver lining around the cloud,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I thought there was still hope,&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you'd return my favour.&lt;br /&gt;I see it now, that there was never a silver lining,&lt;br /&gt;That there was NEVER hope for there to be an 'us'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll always just be friends, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;If you said that to me that a week ago,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say:&lt;br /&gt;'No, I don't wanna give up that easily.'&lt;br /&gt;But today, I'd say:&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah, we're just great friends'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I'm over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;Without tears, just soft sobs.&lt;br /&gt;I still reli like you, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;So, safe to say:&lt;br /&gt;'We're still friends.'&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you when you need me,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be there too, right?&lt;br /&gt;We were only meant to be friends,&lt;br /&gt;So, I wont change what faith has set for me.&lt;br /&gt;Faith has made it very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad part is:&lt;br /&gt;Liking you was the stupidest thing I ever did.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid once I saw that text.&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, whoever said I'm smart?&lt;br /&gt;Wasting my everything on you was so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let you have a taste of your own medicine,&lt;br /&gt;Go and waste YOUR everything&lt;br /&gt;On something that's almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;See how YOU enjoy it. (:&lt;br /&gt;I dont mean to be mean,&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I want you to feel how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;So, go ahead,&lt;br /&gt;As a friend: I'll support you.&lt;br /&gt;teehee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;That place in my heart, the place you once held, is waiting for someone to replace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-7685798104184944021?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7685798104184944021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/game-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/7685798104184944021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/7685798104184944021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/game-over.html' title='Game. Over'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4432155172610817142</id><published>2009-06-29T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:08:33.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd never gone with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just let it flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let it take me where I want to go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You open the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've never seen it before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always tryin to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I couldnt find wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you came along and you changed everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You lift my feet off the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You spin me around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, craizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like I'm fallin' and I am lost in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, crazier, crazier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've watched from a distance as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made up your room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every sky was your own kind of blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I wanted to know how that would feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you made it so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You showed me something that I couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You opened my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you made me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You lift my feet off the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You spin me around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, craizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like I'm fallin' and I am lost in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, crazier, crazier &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby you showed me what livin' is for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna hide anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You lift my feet off the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You spin me around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, craizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like I'm fallin' and I am lost in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me crazier, crazier, crazier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crazier, crazier, crazier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4432155172610817142?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4432155172610817142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4432155172610817142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4432155172610817142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html' title='Crazier'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-2857842384859100290</id><published>2009-06-23T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:12:53.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to tell you, i.s.l.y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, bad things happened to me last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It lasted till today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And was resolved today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;youyouyouyou youyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brief explanation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my best friends said some really mean things to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It hurt me alot, and I mean, ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm that kinda person:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll cry for no reason what-so-ever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or for some stupid reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But this time, I let my tears flow for a reason. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(i think there's a reason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You really hurt me, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The wound is healing, but the scar is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, at least you apologized today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still haven't forgived you 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I will, someday soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sure ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can never stay mad at you. I dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I just can't, you just make me smile :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;uuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yea, I heard what I wanted to hear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm lucky to have you as a best friend."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you are, I am too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What caused to to be like this is kinda mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean, I would've hated it if someone said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would have been pissed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I wouldn't throw my anger to my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My best friend. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was VERY upsetting reading the MSN chat box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But oh well, the past is the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please don't do it, ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're a friend I never want to lose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;uuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;uuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I keep trying, hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, she's got it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just Invisible, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She just attracts you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I knew how to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to tell you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no matter what happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i.s.l.y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always will =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, when you finally realise the feelings I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or when you finally realise that I'm the one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I'll be waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're that one in a million I picked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i.s.l.y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-2857842384859100290?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2857842384859100290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-to-tell-you-isly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2857842384859100290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2857842384859100290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-to-tell-you-isly.html' title='Just to tell you, i.s.l.y'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-969162455501411375</id><published>2009-05-29T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:40:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Test &lt;s&gt;test&lt;/s&gt;.. cool! Hahaha that was just some testing on the &lt;s&gt;strikethrough&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I havent been updating for a &lt;s&gt;loooooong while&lt;/s&gt; (haha, its soo cool!) forever! Thx, Jess, for reminding me this blog exists. =D Lawl. Well, as everyone knows: Exams are GONE, Dead gone! Ngahaha! No more craming for Sejarah, no more staying up till 1.30 everynite, and no more torturing my tummy!! Muahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Ohhhkayyy, I'm being weird here!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, today was Teachers' Day celebrations. There was a performance or some thingamagic at the hall this morning, I didn't manage to catch it cause I was taking my UPSR money ($80 bucks). I was soooo happy to go back to my primary school! I saw like damn alot of my school mates! Sean, you in KC High? I dint know! Haha. You didn't change a single bit, still baby Sean! Andy!! Haha lol. Change damn alot la you! Voice la, now taller than me la..haha (I'm talking crap here!) Kai Yuan!!! Haha, as tiny as ever! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Joey! Khai Chee! Sze Lynn! Qian Rou! Winnie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAMMEE!! SARAH!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CIK. E!!!&lt;/span&gt; LOL I miss them larhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many teachers and students were playing water balloons. I missed that, needed to take measurments for concert. My costume=green/ Ulu Malay. Eww (no offence Jess and family!) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kertna, Gloria and Clarissa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dont worry bout your costumes.&lt;/span&gt; It will turn out nice perfect! So me and Kertna ended up skipping most of the movie. This is what we did: (Its taking ages to upload!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268008283258210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-9EvhvWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-kqZKkVgGyA/s320/P1020379.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Promoting Nike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-899K6lI/AAAAAAAAAGU/V3v2uXu60vE/s1600-h/P1020378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268006461434450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-899K6lI/AAAAAAAAAGU/V3v2uXu60vE/s320/P1020378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fang, is it okay if I post ur reli nice bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341267998404816898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-8f8UsAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dcxP0xZB81s/s320/P1020377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(No Comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-8LFOx4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/XkbkpNdxskk/s1600-h/P1020376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341267992805033858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-8LFOx4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/XkbkpNdxskk/s320/P1020376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess whose? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Asst. Mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_82HP0XSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5opVoDhzzHM/s1600-h/P1020369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341265689673227554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_82HP0XSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5opVoDhzzHM/s320/P1020369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1P Birthday Chart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By: Kimmie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_81pzGTSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iL1HPVKfLqk/s1600-h/P1020368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341265681768140066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_81pzGTSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iL1HPVKfLqk/s320/P1020368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1P bulliten board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_81QhPApI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jV4unnIPsW0/s1600-h/P1020367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341265674982326930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_81QhPApI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jV4unnIPsW0/s320/P1020367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kertna and I camwhore-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341265667359381618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_800HyGHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/swUMB-R2RKo/s320/P1020366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ta-Da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341265664876079842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_80q3t6uI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T4pnq_ZhdZk/s320/P1020364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In the process of jumping...-Kertna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-969162455501411375?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/969162455501411375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/969162455501411375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/969162455501411375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title='Okay...Holiday'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sh_-9EvhvWI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-kqZKkVgGyA/s72-c/P1020379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-2203321196601249043</id><published>2009-05-12T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:41:17.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I do?</title><content type='html'>Damn! What the hell did I do?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to get scars all over?&lt;br /&gt;My hand is like a walking horror movie, yikes..&lt;br /&gt;You should see my bsck one day.... Oooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-2203321196601249043?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2203321196601249043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-did-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2203321196601249043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2203321196601249043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-did-i-do.html' title='What did I do?'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-5036478121775972460</id><published>2009-05-02T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T05:45:21.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Nisa</title><content type='html'>Happy 13th Birthday! You deserve what you want today. Sorry I couldn't get you a pressiee! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-5036478121775972460?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5036478121775972460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-nisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5036478121775972460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5036478121775972460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-nisa.html' title='Dear Nisa'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-567012288221059602</id><published>2009-05-02T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T05:45:38.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>This is just not the place for me, Not the time for me,&lt;br /&gt;I want my friends, I need to see them,&lt;br /&gt;That's my palce, with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;My time? Is to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Simone, Candice, Tiffany, Sarah, Cx, Sab, MunYee, QinYu, Claire, Samme, Megan, WaiGuan, Sean, Dickson, Nick, Collin, KK, KaiYuan(yes, I do), ChernQuan(I'm admitting)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you guys, and you know it. Life's simpler then.&lt;br /&gt;You just have awsome people for great friends to tell your secrets to. Done.&lt;br /&gt;No drama, no action, No fighting, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Just a buch of people being friends, Being there for one another.&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-567012288221059602?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/567012288221059602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/567012288221059602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/567012288221059602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-485764432568437581</id><published>2009-04-30T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:11:43.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Climb</title><content type='html'>Sorry: To everyone I offended, dissapointed, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks: To everyone that made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind, at all, if you tell me off, it makes me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;I hate fighting, sometimes, there's no choice.&lt;br /&gt;You have to clear your name, right?&lt;br /&gt;But fighting with your friends is just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to KDU,&lt;br /&gt;I am making my mom do it.&lt;br /&gt;If not,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting till Form 3,&lt;br /&gt;foolow my dad's idea:&lt;br /&gt;go to Singapore to study, get a scholarship,&lt;br /&gt;go to Aussie Uni., or New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my mom finishes the papers to migrate to NZ.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'll be going there soon. Migrating, my mom's serious, guys.&lt;br /&gt;Not now, but definately some day. Form 4, maybe, if I dont go to Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-485764432568437581?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/485764432568437581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/485764432568437581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/485764432568437581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-climb.html' title='It&apos;s the Climb'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-5562485342844629509</id><published>2009-04-27T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:27:56.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unperfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SfaNwpRIIhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JSX3ai8jMkc/s1600-h/unperfect.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329603075890487826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SfaNwpRIIhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JSX3ai8jMkc/s400/unperfect.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOO behind studies. Mid term, I'm gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this in the net. I think it kinda suits me so I posted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-5562485342844629509?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5562485342844629509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-skipped-school-this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5562485342844629509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5562485342844629509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-skipped-school-this-sucks.html' title='Unperfect.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SfaNwpRIIhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JSX3ai8jMkc/s72-c/unperfect.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4863527682434185705</id><published>2009-04-25T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:28:40.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disease?</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a week. I went for volleyball for 3 days straight, didin't play much though, but its okay, I gained experience. For 3 days I was gone, I missed so much in school. Studies, the happennings and my best friend. For v.b we got 2nd, lost to 'kia su' Chong Hwa, but still in interzone, AWSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell is everyone so down nowdays?! Is there a disease spreading? Cheer up guys, things will sort itself out. Try to ignore those comments and critizism, i learned how to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously behind on my studies.. But volleyball comp. rocked man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Soo Ann:" What are we gonna do?!" Everyone:"Hit those damn balls!! Whoo! Wes-what?! Wesley!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's okay Soo Ann, that coach dosen't know how to play fair. 21 is your lucky number, and we all know it. Its not like we are gonna 'bomoh' it to make us win right? That coach is a two-faced idiot! Play your best in interzone Wesley, you can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4863527682434185705?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4863527682434185705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/disease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4863527682434185705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4863527682434185705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/disease.html' title='Disease?'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-8264608811697663265</id><published>2009-04-22T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:22:58.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry I havent been updating lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Buzy, buzy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been training for the game today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sports Day was awsome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow got 2nd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys can go see my friends' blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the details there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got seriously tanned. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm too white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too bad, mommy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I seriously thought that Yellow was gonna win the march past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause they win like, every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th. Boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to &lt;em&gt;SMK Segambut&lt;/em&gt; today for a comp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Volleyball comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoo! We are goin to quarter-finals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I din't get to play though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I did my part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and cheered like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We won 2 matches outta 3 and lost one set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RachelL. cheered so loud!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think its cause of her we won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go Rach.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt; to go and ruin all the fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone said that I was wasting my time going there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd should have stayed in school and &lt;em&gt;'studddieee'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sports is a &lt;em&gt;waste of timeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gonna be a replica of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's more to life than just studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I already have good results,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you've gotta admit mom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I just want to do something I love and that I'm good at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're a nerd dosent mean I have to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like Shin Wei said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though you gave it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accept it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm never gonna be the way u want me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And hey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noticed I'm the best in being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, mommy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you get me outta of the team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop making me do things I dont like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Art, I &lt;em&gt;HATE &lt;/em&gt;doing art!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Swimming, I like swimming for&lt;em&gt; FUN&lt;/em&gt;. I dont want lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Why cant you make me do something I actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ENJOY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dancing: Thx for sending me to 2 months of classes. (like I learnt anything?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Volleyball: What is wrong with that? It's a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SPORT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you say its wasting time and missing my studies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well how bout the time when you dragged me outta the school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to follow Nic.(my bro) to Tmn. Tun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dint even do anything there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wasnt that even more wasting time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm adopted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-8264608811697663265?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8264608811697663265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-i-havent-been-updating-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/8264608811697663265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/8264608811697663265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-i-havent-been-updating-lately.html' title='Updating.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-475793990898828002</id><published>2009-04-17T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T04:51:22.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supa Bananas! Challenge the BEST, beat the the REST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW! YELLOW! YELLOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;, RUN!&lt;br /&gt;March &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;, MARCH!&lt;br /&gt;Dance &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;, DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;, Challenge the rest, beat the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best o' luck to all my friends taking part tmr!&lt;br /&gt;1. Rach. Chui&lt;br /&gt;2. Dharshen (even though u dont need much, haha)&lt;br /&gt;3. Eik Huan&lt;br /&gt;4. Wilfred&lt;br /&gt;5. Yeo Kay&lt;br /&gt;6. Earine&lt;br /&gt;7. All the yellow march past n gymrama!&lt;br /&gt;8. Rach. Lim&lt;br /&gt;9. Y.Fang&lt;br /&gt;10.Vincent&lt;br /&gt;11. David&lt;br /&gt;12. Jess. Green&lt;br /&gt;13. Esther&lt;br /&gt;14. Kristina&lt;br /&gt;15. Jusdev&lt;br /&gt;16. Nick Yoon&lt;br /&gt;17. All my friends taking part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-475793990898828002?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/475793990898828002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/supa-bananas-challenge-reat-beat-the.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/475793990898828002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/475793990898828002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/supa-bananas-challenge-reat-beat-the.html' title='Supa Bananas! Challenge the BEST, beat the the REST!'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-2136095182604889593</id><published>2009-04-10T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:53:17.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;It's been a terrible week, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;except that I got into the volleyball team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I guess I'm gonna update my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'List of Greatest Wesleyans'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y.Fang: A good listener, still. Fun to be round with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Yie: The second kindest girl I've ever met. She's really easy to talk to.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KimberlyG.: She's the best monitor ever existed. (Who wouldn't want to be Kimmie?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petrina: She is the most adorable girl you'll ever meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristina: 'Hang in there, girl!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanessa: How's my visa? (she's my daughter!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanna: Zhi Yang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qing Jun: Bump...Bump...Stare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esther: She's a 'Eunice' with specs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gurveen: I pity you..she sms-es you every sunday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NatelieNg: she's so prettyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kertna: Hmm...she's unbelievable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nikita: An all-in-one athelete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nisa: i understand how you feel. Trust yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morika: One phunny girl, she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vincent: Undescribable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick Yoon: Pizza. M-I-C-K-E-Y. And lots more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilfred: Weirdly sweet and funny. Lose the specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel Chui: The most hyper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan: Not reli sure...hm..I know! What kinda friend are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natelie2: She's a heck of a girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lim...(that girl in march pass?): Kind, friendly, and helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arjuna: Love his eyeballs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dharsen: Undesribable too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jusdev: Oh this is EASY! Cute, chubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson: Gay laugh. Want a massage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenny: This guy is undesribable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spencer: Show off. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gareth: Joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashveen: Little tiny, annoyance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leyi: Weirdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And many more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's all for now!=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till' next time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323332856825935314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SeBHB3BGddI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UH0E6T-NOP8/s200/P1010867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-2136095182604889593?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2136095182604889593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2136095182604889593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2136095182604889593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-bored.html' title='I was bored...'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SeBHB3BGddI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UH0E6T-NOP8/s72-c/P1010867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-610705165831619248</id><published>2009-04-08T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:18:56.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is dedicated to my primary school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just wanna let you guys know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you guys are the best people I've ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You effected me alot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You made a mark in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the reason my heart is beating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you guys more than you can imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant trust anyone like how I trusted you guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no matter how nice they seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My trust remains within you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If i left my dog woth them for 1 day to take care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They wouldn't leave Cocco alone for even a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; loyal people I've ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were there when I smiled;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;laughed; giggled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were there when I cried;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sobed; teared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You lifted me up when I fell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You guided me when I was lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You got me through the times I hated myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You guys are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No one in this universe can beat you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beat you to gaining my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trust, respect, honour, appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dear FREINDS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you guys were the greatedt and the best people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've ever met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Believe that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I promise from the bottom of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for all you guys have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6H(08') will forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were a great team,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;great friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and a perfect family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Once you've made a difference in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Your remembrance will always be in me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Once you've craved your name in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It'll stay there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm easy to please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wont be mad at you unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you're being unfair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've grown up to loathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Unfairness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Backstabbing, Judging before knowing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Insulting unresonably,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yeah, they're unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Simone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;especially ypu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you have made a huge difference in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For everything. Helping me...eveything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There is more than a million things you have done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For all that I've offended you, hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for strting any unnessasary fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I regret doing all those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You're still my best friend, my gal pal=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And always will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This paragraph is dedicated to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-610705165831619248?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/610705165831619248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-dedicated-to-my-primary-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/610705165831619248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/610705165831619248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-dedicated-to-my-primary-school.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4469557348165503720</id><published>2009-04-05T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:10:37.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;This sucks, I cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Awsomeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321124963136194178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sdhu9iEyRoI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MH54C08vYbA/s200/P1020266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4469557348165503720?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4469557348165503720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/woooww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4469557348165503720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4469557348165503720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/04/woooww.html' title='Woooww...'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/Sdhu9iEyRoI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MH54C08vYbA/s72-c/P1020266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4133728015046393706</id><published>2009-03-27T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:53:10.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I screwed up,but thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was HORRIBLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I screwed up badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today was shot put finals for Form 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got so excited and phyced for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i was on the MBS field, waiting for my turn, excited still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my 1st throw was terrible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but my second throw was awsome, if I do say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, just as I was finishing the throw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I steped out of the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Damn it larh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6.something weiyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 factoers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. I kinda lost my balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. I thought I had to go get the put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its just unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then on the last round I tried again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But i couldnt make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can only do the best things once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;never twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, as we (me &amp;amp; Kertna) were walking back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the yellow hse teacher (according to Kertna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;said:" You guys didint even win anything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Kertna was so upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was upset cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wasted a damn good chance of winning for some stupid reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I felt so guiltty an ashamed of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was glum the whole morning man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even Dharsen's crappy jokes couldn't cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then it was English, Oh goodie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didnt bring my zcompo. book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But luckily we didnt use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So Wilfred, who was sitting beside me came to know bout what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He tried to cheer me up, Vanna told him to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He was so funny he made me feel lots better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha, weird right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I used to say he was annoying, retarded and blablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sorry bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks lots Wilfred. ;) For making me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Haha, the bus crash into a car, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then car crash into lorry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then lorry crash LRT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LoLs. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4133728015046393706?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4133728015046393706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-screwed-upbut-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4133728015046393706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4133728015046393706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-screwed-upbut-thanks.html' title='I screwed up,but thanks.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-328281994023210251</id><published>2009-03-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:31:51.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelievable. Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over the 1st semester break holidays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I spent a whole lot of time with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like on Tuesday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went to my primary friend's birthday pool party,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All of my primary good friends were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was the happiest I've been since I left my primary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then when I came back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went to look at my blog, and OMG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;'Guest: omgosh, you're such a biatch ass. go get a life and dont be a despo. its so sad to see someone like you. awhs. oh well, toodles, beyotch.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ouch, it really hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;knowing someone's impression on you is like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first thought that came into my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's DEFINATELY none of my primary friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wanna know why I'm so sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they will NEVER do such a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Because, they're my FREINDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"They can talk non-stop for hours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everything they say is suprisingly very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even the most boring things like camera brands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can get you so engrossed in the conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you will just keep staring at their faces."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"They basically don't as you questions at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they just keep talking and talking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;they dont need to bother on what's your opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause they already KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;your opinion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"They cry when you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Smile when you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even if you got a cut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;scraped your knee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;fell down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lost your ear ring in the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Or when you won the lottery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;have a secret admirer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;get good grades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mom bought you a pair of really awsome shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They will go through the moment with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, do you think i would even for a mili-second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;suspect ANY of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love them like my family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some times even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So looking at that insult, got me wondering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that's not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With my old friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that's me, alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm not saying I dont like my new friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you guys are awsomee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It always feels akward whenever I'm talking with you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I always feel you guys are ignoring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That I dont belong, I dont fit-in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm an annoyance to all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't get offended, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's just how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This kindda thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(ppls insulting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;has never happened when I was with my old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe I really am annoying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Idiotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hated by everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-328281994023210251?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Sorry.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-8995958238964708660</id><published>2009-03-12T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:10:25.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam. Ups and Downs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Urgh..Exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to not hate it so much..until now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sejarah &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sucks.&lt;/span&gt; Moral &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;stinks.&lt;/span&gt; BM is &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cold.&lt;/span&gt; Computer &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has been studying her head off trying to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crammmm everything into her lil' brain!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;People says she's smart, genius, will surely pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I just study&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;strong&gt;nordinaryly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Exams officially are going into my top-5 hate list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At least studying for sejarah paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sigh. Oh well. This is life, isn't it unfair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But today we had our MERDEKA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Exams, Pressure, Tensity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They all went outta town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's time to celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;♪Celebrate to day com'on♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1st term is gone. Break. 2nd term on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How time flies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I still remember the 1st few days of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kimberly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Where's Andrea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bit later...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Andrea:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Where's Kimberly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Those were the days. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Ups and Downs.'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-2459689313844885097</id><published>2009-02-10T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:41:06.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Party so ѓόċкed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;The open house my family n I hosted on 8th of Febuary 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;ROCKED majorly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When d guest started arriving @ 11+ we were still busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;getting evrything organised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and prepared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's the list of MY friends that came:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(if ur not on the list, that means u'r invited as my parents' guest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Simone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ch'ng Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Candice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sabrina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sim Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Qin Yu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yong Mun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kar Keong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Patrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wilfred&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;I invited some of my other old school friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;but they din't show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Same goes for Wesley's &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachel&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;WenYie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thx Pat. for coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1st we minggled n chat w firends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ate.. ( food was delicious! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the yengz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wanted to perform our &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;08' Children's Day dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Simone&lt;/span&gt; came late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So...sad T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then the &lt;em&gt;lion dance&lt;/em&gt; came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so loud n scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it came like &lt;em&gt;right in front of my face!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but still enjoyable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wilfred was drinking an &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'unidentified substance'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the whole time the lion dance was happening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL XD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was the game organiser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then i made all the lil' kiddies play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The gold Hunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Pop the Ballloons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I made lil' golds out of ang pau paper n hid them every where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So the lil' kiddies have to find then XD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, pop d ballons was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;u haf to tie to ballons to each of ur ankles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and pop other ppls ballons but protect ur ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So at each of the games i will say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'all d lil' kiddies under 12 pls come here we're goin to play a game!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then WILFRED will be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Me! I'm a lil' kiddie. I'm just 9!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then he will cheat but he still dosent get the prize. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The ballon poping game, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one of my friends poped his ballon the second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the game started..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cos he was saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I'm the monster. HAHA. I'm goin to pop all ur ballons! Muahahah'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After he poped Winifred's balloon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Willfred said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'NVM, I still have one more! XP'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So right then he was standing in front of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I stepped on his ballon n he sneered at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then he said he wanted to play cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At 1st i tot pokemon cards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then he say UNO..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we watched &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Wildchild'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Damn nice man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then they all left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so Saddddd TT_TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did I mention....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;IT ROCKED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-2459689313844885097?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2459689313844885097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/02/party-so-ced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2459689313844885097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/2459689313844885097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/02/party-so-ced.html' title='The Party so ѓόċкed'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-1677736458609351722</id><published>2009-02-06T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:39:08.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well....this sucks       ҉    Ѽ ᶠᶹᶜᵏᴽ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn ShiiiT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my wesley friends would know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mom went &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kookoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; n lectured, scold, punished (n tore my twilight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;juz bcoz i had a facebook, email with boiz email adds and boys' hp numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my laptop was confiscated, only allowed to use it when i needed to do my project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cnt take it willingly..coz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. they are watching me like &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;hawks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. they set a new password that i didnt noe of.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;World...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tell me, is it wrong to have a &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;boys' emails&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boys' number&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on, isn't that just crap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even worse..she said only &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;WILFRED&lt;/span&gt; was allowed to be talked to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i pulled it through...thx to my new Wesleyans and sum of my old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*Dah Bἔst Wesleyans*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kimberly - The all &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;great monitor&lt;/span&gt; ;) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more *Jackass* !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kristina - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Curry chicken&lt;/span&gt; addict, a paster's good gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rachel Lim - Natural &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;volleyball &lt;/span&gt;player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Esther - Eunice, Easter the one and only &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;^Esther^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kertna - Wow, undescribable. Popular, Lilo&amp;amp;Stitch +D.H.A.R.S.H.E.N+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yuan Fang Fang - A good listener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wen Yie - Easy to talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Petrina - Cute voice. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vanna - Thx 4 d sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rachel Chui - Suck EGGS? A dreamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nicholas Mini - Vanna's cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Arjuna - &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Mr. Bean&lt;/span&gt; the thrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dharshen - Show off. =K.E.R.T.N.A=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Qing Jun - Cute glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wilfred - Geez. Where to start? The best definition 'Blur+Geek+Nerd+Idiotic=Wilfred'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;David - One. @Y.E.O.K.A.Y@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ryan - The Lol no. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vincent - The Lol no. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Leyi - Annoyingly a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gareth - Rubick's Cube Genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jusdev - Plumby. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eik Huan - In deeeeeeeeeeee.eeep shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Daniel - As usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Natelie - Thx 4 the save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nicholas Hue - Big, Blur and Branded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gurveen - Reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gwen - Thkx 4 the tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*if ur nt on the list, tell me..I'll sue 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type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn-shiiit-my-wesley-friends-would_06.html' title='Well....this sucks       ҉    Ѽ ᶠᶹᶜᵏᴽ'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-3462626016769274049</id><published>2009-01-19T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:26:25.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap - catch~up - school - rated PG 13-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;it's been like what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;3 weeks since school started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;sry for not updating guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;been busy lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;so let's catch-up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;orientation day was hetic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Many were shy like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;some, well jackass *our monitor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;was being teacher's pet even b4 school started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wasn't really looking forward to the 1st day after d orientation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;basically because all the ppl (2 boiz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i noe were in a different class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So i was lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;the students there ~my 1st opinoin~ apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;didn't really like socializing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;except kristina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;she was the 1st friend i met...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the first day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was quite ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;didn't get caught by d 'hawk-eyes' prefects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;`thay watch u every single second and sees everything`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than my home-roon theacher threatening to kill us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;almost all of the time, it was pretty good ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;met some friends:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kristina(of course), van-na (vanna la), kimberly, andrea, kertna, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;patrina, rachel n a few others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the boiz i noe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Daniel (6K), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wilfred (mom's friend son, aka my childhood friend, known him since he was born)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;N hated him since 6 yrs old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*more bout that in a bit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;The second day (my bday)we (a few gals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;had dance lessons w ms. P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;*aussie exchange teacher*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;D whole class wishe me happy bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;~embarassing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;got wishes frm my old-loyal friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;^missin them horribly^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;3rd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;4th..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;5th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;couldn't wait 4 d party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My BDAY PARTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~WOOTS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my bday party was awsome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we ate pizza, watched a 'comedy' movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blew a 'donought-cake' (cake made outta donoughts =0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was like so DAMN happy to see my friends again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~cos who knows when will i get to see them again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TIFFANY was blasting my house w her pendrive..songz addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DARIEN was hogging my dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SABRINA was torturing my com w maple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;other than that..we had a great time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ling n cx both gave me d same thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*twilght* love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[but after a few days...cx's one got confiscated by my mom]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;{thx ling for d xtra}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they were awsome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVED darien's wallet! Roxy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;weekend..bla bla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Mon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;started craving to kill wilfred...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He dosent; aknowledge me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT ALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I mean..I've known him for like his &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;when i was 6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;All my mom's friends were invited to one of my mom's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;friend's son bday party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;it was at this condo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;pool party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;so after getting bored of swimming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i went to the park...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;palying alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;then wilfred came n he wanted to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;so i walked away *wanting to go to then other park*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;then he bumped me ~nt sure wheather on purpose or accidentally~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i fell..scraped my knee..all blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;WORST PART &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;NO SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;there is another story i wouldn't want to type out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;not really sure of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;1 is enough anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;he is in my eng n BM set 2,1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;so i've to face him everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;so whenever i see him i will be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'squish his head...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dump it on the table n use my bottle to squash it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then sweep all the left-overs off my table *smiling satified*'=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i continued doing that..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until wed (i tink)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then vanna wanted to help me annoy him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she would ask him 'so called "personal queations" as he says'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;do u noe nicole...how long have u known her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she continued bugging him until friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(she would call her self minister of defence of the US n he was north korea ==")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wil. sits in d same train as vanna n some others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so a friend of wil.'s n vanna's n mine-nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;asked vanna to stop bugging wil. or he would do watever crap to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so vanna steped down as minister..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;today she conn. a bit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N we have PJK project-folio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i haven't got a clue bout how to do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope it will just fall frm d sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;n vanna's makign a story bout what happens between me and Freaky-watch-guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(dat's what we call wil.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's bout the catch-up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'til next time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciaos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-3462626016769274049?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3462626016769274049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/01/recap-catchup-school-rated-pg-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/3462626016769274049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/3462626016769274049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2009/01/recap-catchup-school-rated-pg-13.html' title='Recap - catch~up - school - rated PG 13-'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-8799360031018508299</id><published>2008-12-31T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:06:01.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*The beginning of 2009*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tears welled up in my eyes when the clock stiked midnite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They rolled down my cheecks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Telling me dat it was goin to be a hell of a year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2009 jz marks d ending of 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;d yr i gt to spend my last moments w my frenz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im srry if i've been a jerk or offended anyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;these past few yrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;coz without u guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i would hv commited suicide a long time ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*trust me sooner or later i WILL commit suicide*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thx 4 being there 4 me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thx 4 givin me a shoulder to cry on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thx for bein the most undersatnding n trusting freinds i will ever have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Best of 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. My 12th bday party..wasnt dat fun but at least i got 2 spend time w my frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;2. The time i got CoCo..how cute she was'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3. Auckland trip...get to see AA lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;4. My School Rocks 2008..dint participate but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;5. Having my freinds there w me when im down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;6. Or when i'm in trouble..they always help me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;7. getting to b in the same class w sum of the coolest ppl on EARTH...XD lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;8. Syarahan 4th palce..so nervous man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;9. English Storytelling..okay loh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;10. TakingUPSR w my frens..n their gud lucks got me trough the nervoussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;11. Dance practice for children's day w d yengs..got to noe sum reli great frens =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;12. Performing on Children's Day..hard work pays off..miss u yengs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;13. Geting results 4 UPSR n having shoulders to cry on...T_Tsobz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;14. Graduation..always will rmbr dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;15. China 2008 Olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;16. Privacy..my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;17. Nick Jonas..as usual cx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;18. Release of twilight..n getting to c it w manda..thx manda!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;19. Twilight Saga..luv d books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;20. All the time i spent w my freinds..the partys I went..hangouts..ups, downs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-8799360031018508299?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8799360031018508299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/beginning-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/8799360031018508299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/8799360031018508299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/beginning-of-2009.html' title='*The beginning of 2009*'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-3562886180538498289</id><published>2008-12-13T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:00:24.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bro party...new phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my bros party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my bro celebrated his 8th b'day on the 11th dec this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i invited sum of my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;unfortunately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lotx of them went on hols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;china..aus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so these r d ppl that came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tiff..cheryl..jolyn..ai li..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;andy..darien..kai yuan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sad isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at least we had fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we ate(tropicana cater)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;played twister..scrabble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;watched a childish lame clown magic act..urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then all of us went up to my room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;monopoly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tewister again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my dad kip callin us to go down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;naturally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we ignored him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so glad i got to see my fwenz again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;realise how much i've missed them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haiz dats bout it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my new fone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today..13th dec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went to acompany my sis to her gym..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;waited for 1hr 15 mins there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then went to 1u w mom sis n bro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saw battlegrounds dance comp..not dancing juz d set ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;brought my bro to his frens part at kidz sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then ate lunch..nyonya colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then my bro went of to tuition at klang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so my mom went to nokia shop(her fone spoil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to repair it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after droping off thr fone to repair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went to the sony erricson shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i recommended my mom to buy sony erric..hahaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so browzed all the fones there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my mom liked a walkman one..(nt sure model no.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bronze..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she bought it.( 1000 plus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;den she said i coild get a fone..cheap one la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i picked W302..black..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got a screen protecter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pouch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then went back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so..played w my fone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;downloaded songz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wallpaper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cute ringtones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ext..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then after goin to dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my driver brought my moms nokia fone back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was juz serviced..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i tink she is using her nokia fone now..(adultz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i hope she can gif me (or at least borrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;her sony fone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;herz is WAY nicer man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i dint really mention the sad parts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;there were lots on my bros b'day party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a few today.. haiz naturally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;one of my days cnt pass without me being in trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;or sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thats my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;up n down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mostly down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nitez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-3562886180538498289?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3562886180538498289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/bro-partynew-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/3562886180538498289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/3562886180538498289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/bro-partynew-phone.html' title='bro party...new phone'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-267735669672295073</id><published>2008-12-07T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:44:03.380-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiaz'/><title type='text'>sucklish day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;well i'v been bz movin so dint have time to blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;so i'll sqeeeeze all the dayz events into this post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;hehe...=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;today suckz man! my mom gone clazzii again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well as ya'll noe, i juz moved and the hse is huge!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;meaning lots of cleaning!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i had to shower mah dog today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n u wan anoe wats happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was showering her at the backyard (washing area)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there was a gate there..i forgot to close it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so after i soaped my dog n rinse off al da soap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she ran through da gate n into da hse!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the devil tot coc still had soap all over her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she made me clean the whole ground floor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;u see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mom has a habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;of wanting ppl to do their work until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she's happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy dat u got tortured enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she say its called punishment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i say its called road to suicide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so i moped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;scrubed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wiped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;got blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;got beaten, insulted, threatened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n a whole bunch of my moms torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(i tink i moped n scrubed 4 at least 6 times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;everybody always say im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so lucky to hv such a nice hse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bla bla bla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but if i hv to go through dat every day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd rather live on the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n like dats not enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;she put my dog(still soaking wet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the rain( well under the shade, but still)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n made her freeze to near-death..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;luckly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad is a bog fan of coco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;n helped me dry her up nicely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*thx daddy =)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dats today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;wad happened the past few days?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;crapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;scolding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sweating  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*orh n did i mention dat i got a freakishly kul rum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;on the highest floor..hv to climb n climb*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;missing my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dats bout it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;till nex time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-267735669672295073?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/267735669672295073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-suckz-man-my-mom-gone-clazzii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/267735669672295073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/267735669672295073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-suckz-man-my-mom-gone-clazzii.html' title='sucklish day'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-4447288703289558111</id><published>2008-11-25T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:07:26.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>HolidaY iz DAMN *boR!ng* =.=" movin hse notice lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;well..not all that boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tot yall should noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll be movin in dec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to be precise..dec 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to tropicana indah ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(juz in case u might wanna visit me ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yes..holiday IS vry boring for urs truely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;lets find out why shall we?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. i dint get to go to s'pore w all my fwenz..(23-26nov i tink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;2. i hv to be locked up @ home to take care of my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*at least there's my laptop* new i might add..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;3.i cnt see my fwenz!! wahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;packin things..gonna hv to stay up vry late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss all my fwenz dearly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but life has to go on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;say goodbye to ur past..live ur future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but keep the memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as they r all we have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;make our future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;make history..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;past is a thing we leave behind..like it o not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;future on the other hand is something we need to figure out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we decide our own future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wat kinda person we wanna be.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my dear friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make ur decisions and choose wisely in the future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as it might be a tough place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something we need to comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ur childhood is carefree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not ur adulthood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nvr gif up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz someone cares bout u no matter wat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*ps: wish u all gud luck in ur love life ^^ lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;luv u guys no mater wat..missing eu and my fwenz a whole lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;serious lolz hahaz nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-4447288703289558111?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4447288703289558111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-iz-damn-borng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4447288703289558111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/4447288703289558111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-iz-damn-borng.html' title='HolidaY iz DAMN *boR!ng* =.=&quot; movin hse notice lol'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-5350860207180914146</id><published>2008-11-13T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:06:39.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><title type='text'>my happily sad ending to my sadly happy graduation...sheded tears T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0wr2oz9kI/AAAAAAAAACo/-ZqaWXQhilA/s1600-h/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268420669052548674" style="WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0wr2oz9kI/AAAAAAAAACo/-ZqaWXQhilA/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When balloons fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;2day we officially said gudbye to our six yrs of primary school... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;gudbye to our learning heaven... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;but nt gydbye to our frienships we've made...&lt;br /&gt;coz 2day we made a commitment (well i did) to our friends dat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Once a friend, Always a friend, so Bez Fw3nz 4eva.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i still rmbr when we were like 8 or 9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;we gals used to make up clubs bout winx n other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha lolzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the boys nt sure though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;even though its 6yrs juz feel like a stint...&lt;br /&gt;they juz pass by so fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;too fast for me to even sieze it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;especially dis year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(and they dint even invite me to hang out!!! :&lt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;u cn throw away the books, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;u cn throw away the pictures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;u cn throw away the words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but juz leave the memories behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;locked up in our mind and soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;nvr gif it up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;coz those r the memories we'll carry dwn 4 da rest of our lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;until our lives end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;those memories r wad we lived through with our friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;it always will be ours to kiip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all my friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;always bear in mind that there is someone there that cares bout u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ur friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0swzJWB6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8rXJ1TXioA/s1600-h/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268416355968092066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0swzJWB6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/T8rXJ1TXioA/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hu hv said that they will be ur friends 4ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;even though we r goin different paths in our lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we will always be part of each others lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the seconds and minutes we spent together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos without those friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we wont b here nw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;in one whole piece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here now...&lt;br /&gt;i thank my friends for wat u hv given me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;LAst words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Kiip in touch guys..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i'll always b ur friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;tell me ani new updates bout u guys ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and let me noe bout any events happening at our old school or anywhere else..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;long story short...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kiip me posted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i miss u all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the tears dat were shed today,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;were dedicated 4 my friends, teachers, school and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope u all appreciate them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268423329120504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0zGsKbyRI/AAAAAAAAADI/QeR082IzOhg/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268423324936662818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0zGck7byI/AAAAAAAAADA/xMlmIScDTk4/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268423319414318898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0zGIATJzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2sDbyUnDuZI/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268423316171124498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0zF77D7xI/AAAAAAAAACw/BtXKuFMRC3I/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268426294791092338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR01zUJZuHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fjBtF5suB80/s320/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;the yengzz *sum of them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we finally made our mark..history will know hu we are...i miss dancing w u guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-5350860207180914146?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5350860207180914146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/confession-involvedmy-happily-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5350860207180914146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2987503290172676097/posts/default/5350860207180914146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/confession-involvedmy-happily-sad.html' title='my happily sad ending to my sadly happy graduation...sheded tears T_T'/><author><name>Nicole Lim :: thirteen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04371730213440763494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SR0wr2oz9kI/AAAAAAAAACo/-ZqaWXQhilA/s72-c/Graduation+DAy..sobzz+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-9091191094865932310</id><published>2008-11-13T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:11:31.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPSR'/><title type='text'>UPSR's R3SULTzzz....got scolded..haizzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-x8b75SI/AAAAAAAAACA/EpSuV6S_pWU/s1600-h/P1010700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268154691874448674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-x8b75SI/AAAAAAAAACA/EpSuV6S_pWU/s320/P1010700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-xdb4X3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCWlcLC6pnM/s1600-h/P1010699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268154683552718706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-xdb4X3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/KCWlcLC6pnM/s320/P1010699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-xDbL2OI/AAAAAAAAABw/77PpZ2YLnz0/s1600-h/P1010698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268154676570478818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-xDbL2OI/AAAAAAAAABw/77PpZ2YLnz0/s320/P1010698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-wwt9vyI/AAAAAAAAABo/SULgeJKsoXg/s1600-h/P1010695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268154671548972834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-wwt9vyI/AAAAAAAAABo/SULgeJKsoXg/s320/P1010695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268154668760536546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRw-wmVJleI/AAAAAAAAABg/FrKYoUMI3Wc/s320/P1010694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;happy/sad day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;most of the gals vry emo. today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;most of the galzz in my class cry..tears of joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but summ...like me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*well oni me...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;cried mix tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tears of joy and sadness and fear and many others i cant xplain...*sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;so bck to da point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;most of the gals in my class cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;to name a few..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sien Wei, Lily, Sarah, Audrey, Cheryl, Mun Yee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;but all the guys (well xcept taufu) were tryin to be tough and all and nt cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And #Nick Teh# was bein LC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he was like..yay i got 6A's arh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;soo happy u noe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;den the other boizz were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ye..LCLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dun fwen u edi la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so LC 4 wat.. 6A's oni ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then nick went all 3mo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sighs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BOiizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dat's mostly it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;evrybody (well all my mom and dad's fwenz n my relatives dat is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;expected me to get 7A's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they were quite dissapointed though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hu cares..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's my work..my result..my effort..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if they duno or refuse to noe how much hardwork i gave into dus exam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's okay..i dun reli care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at least my dada is happy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and one more thang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tmr is officially graduation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the day we officially say gudbye to our school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our 6 yr home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sadddd...T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i will miss my fwenz more than anything else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my fwenz dat brought me through 6yrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haizzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i luv u all..and i luv u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-9091191094865932310?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/9091191094865932310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com/2008/11/upsrs-r3sultzzzgot-scoldedhaizzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-5988560939312943200</id><published>2008-11-08T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:09:05.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CH'Ng X!n'z ParTAy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2day is CH'NG X!N's b'day party,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was damn fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;UNTIL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a pak kua, damned, tink-he-is-the-boss resident came to ruin it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HE say dat the boiz cannot wear surf pants into da pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*RULES AND REGULATIONS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gurlz cannot wear shorts..must wear swimsuit..wanna see our tui is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*RULES AND REGULATUIONS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he got us so damned PISSED ya noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2987503290172676097-5988560939312943200?l=lifesbittersweetmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SmMKxxI7ZQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wuATHboKMbE/S220/P1020436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2987503290172676097.post-6420670657497199501</id><published>2008-11-05T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:10:50.692-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fw3nz'/><title type='text'>I losT a moment i'm goin3 to r3gr3t 4 lif3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRF2i1f0dII/AAAAAAAAABY/EGcvAnLJY9k/s1600-h/1_827452115l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265119780220990594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRF2i1f0dII/AAAAAAAAABY/EGcvAnLJY9k/s320/1_827452115l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRF0RzVQM6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jKiRF90qszU/s1600-h/1_754672946l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265117288558769058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SC0LKRq8QoM/SRF0RzVQM6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/jKiRF90qszU/s320/1_754672946l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There r a few things i would like to tell da world today..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PONT3NG SKUL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not cos i wanted to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but 2day got m3 thinkin'..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUZ CANT LIV3 WITHOUT MY FRIENDS!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;rrr&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;my fw3nz r like my family, even better then my real one in fact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;they understand m3 bett3r then anyone else in this world..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;they noe the R3AL m3..not the m3 in front of my family..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but when i'm w my friends..=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ITS LIKE THE WHOLE WORLD IS SUDDENLY SAFE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wh3n my mom makes me f33l upset or wateva crap..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i always f33l like killin' mys3lf!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like i'm about to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3XPLOD3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;th3 oni thing dat k33ps me goin on is...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;knowing dat i'm goin to be seein my fw3nz in skul..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the s3cond i'm with my fwenz,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the s3conD i s33 them,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;th3 s3conD i step into th3 school i lived 6 yrs in....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all th3 damned, anger in m3 fades away..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dissapears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;u see how important friendship is to m3...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how inportant my friends are to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm graduatin' soon..too soon to be tur3..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;meanin goin to be s3perated frm my world of FWENZ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s3p3rated frm my drug..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seperated frm the thing i need like how much i need air..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dunno how m i goin to survive without th3m..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOP3 W3'LL STILL BE B3Z FW3NZ 43VA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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