<?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-23867285</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:48:34.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my everything</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116435289128645615</id><published>2006-11-24T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T15:23:38.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;When i saw your face&lt;br /&gt;You told me how proud you were&lt;br /&gt;But i walked away&lt;br /&gt;If only i knew what i know today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing i wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wanna call you&lt;br /&gt;But i know you won't be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, im sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything i just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ive hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days i feel broke inside&lt;br /&gt;But i won't admit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just wanna hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause its you i miss&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its so hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to this, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me i was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help understand?&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing i wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&amp; see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, im sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything i just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ive hurt myself, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had just one more day&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you how much ive missed you&lt;br /&gt;Since youve been away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, its dangerous&lt;br /&gt;It's so out of line&lt;br /&gt;To try &amp; turn back time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you&lt;br /&gt;For everything i just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ive hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;By hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This aint goodnight, but goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we both know, its not gna be okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116435289128645615?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116435289128645615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116435289128645615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116435289128645615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116435289128645615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/seems-like-it-was-yesterday-when-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116386895725505532</id><published>2006-11-19T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:55:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If you really gotta know, im not doing so good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turned out to hurt more thn i thought it would&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, i miss you. Can you see it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116386895725505532?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116386895725505532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116386895725505532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116386895725505532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116386895725505532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-you-really-gotta-know-im-not-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116340710133518931</id><published>2006-11-13T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:39:38.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Remember waiting for you to call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember waiting there to find nothing at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there sucker, congratulations on your perfection of threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy seeing everyone in fear? You can't get by without threats, you never did. You're so caught up in yourself to see that you're not the only one around. So what if you have the authority as a parent, you misuse it all the time. How the fuck do you expect me to respect you if all you do is come up with more of your ridiculous rules. Respect &amp; trust isn't something you can get overnight. Surely you're educated enough to know that since you're able to come up with all your endless fuck. &amp;amp; screw you for making everyone so scared to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to make your mistake look like someone else's. They say parents would always want their best for their children. They look for the best schools &amp; try their best to give them the education they need. But all you do is threaten to take us outta school. Bloody hell. It always comes down to you having the upper hand &amp;amp; that you're a parent yeah? You think i'd die on the streets &amp; i'll come crawling back to you. Seriously, think about it, over the short period of three years, how many times have it happened? Does it ever occur to you that something is a problem? You think im out playing, having the time of my life. You dont know how fucking tiring it is. Faggot, i detest you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You send threats as though its a game. Family is said to always be there for you no matter what happenes. Obviously, this doesn't apply to you. I dont think it'll ever will. You never see the effort anyone puts in, but you expect everyone else to notice yours. You lock him out so that he wont hear the screams &amp;amp; how you actually are. HELLO?! do you think your son is stupid?! You wna portray the image of a perfect father, you wish. The things you do to get your way is so disgusting. You expect so much outta others, but you give so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sucha hypocrite. You never give encouragements. The only time you do is in front of outsiders. Face is all that matters to you, doesnt it? Whats the point of saying them when you dont mean it. You give hope but takes it all away the next second. You never mean what you say, so dont expect me to. Sometimes, i just wna run away from you. Just keep running until i cant anymore. &amp; sometimes, i think maybe the girls home isnt sucha bad idea. It gets me away from you &amp;amp; your fuckening threats. At least getting killed by outsiders isnt as bad as getting killed by you. Omfg, i swear you're someone i'll never ever look up to. So there, i'd rather hi-bye situations always thn to go to you for advice of any sort. &amp;amp; dont expect to become a friend of whtever of mine cause i cant trust you, not even a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shld have just did it with the knife, it wld have hurt much lesser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116340710133518931?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116340710133518931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116340710133518931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116340710133518931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116340710133518931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/remember-waiting-for-you-to-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116317380144197457</id><published>2006-11-10T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:51:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;CINCH &amp;amp; I WALKED FROM JUNCTION EIGHT TO SCHOOL TODAY! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116317380144197457?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116317380144197457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116317380144197457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116317380144197457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116317380144197457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/cinch-i-walked-from-junction-eight-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116282566815314896</id><published>2006-11-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:12:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;These words don't mean a thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'll say them anyway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Louisa Jeanne Tan (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was dearest lou's birthday today (: Heehee. Had lotsa fun during recess today preparing for the suprise &amp; all. Hahaha. We tried not to sing the birthday song too loudly cause the sec fours were studying for their paper. But lou, i hope you still liked it dear (: I think recess clique rocks, I love much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you keep threatening to take me outta school? Wtf. Don't you ever get tired, gosh. I'm so bloody sick of your fuckening threats. You get by with by with nothing but trying to ruin everyone's life. Get a life, loser. I will make it, just wait &amp;amp; see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116282566815314896?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116282566815314896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116282566815314896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116282566815314896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116282566815314896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/these-words-dont-mean-thing-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116265401674036890</id><published>2006-11-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:26:56.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;with my last breath, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll apologise for bleeding on your shirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Loulou's confirmation today (: It was really really fun. BUT i caught a bloody cold. Spoilt my whole mood la. &amp; now im stuck with a fever. Rahh! : Oh wells. I dont really feel like blogging today. Byeeeeeeeeeeee! Heehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I saw a walking diamond shop today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Hole..... CATFIGHT! : D Muahahahhaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116265401674036890?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116265401674036890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116265401674036890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116265401674036890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116265401674036890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-my-last-breath-ill-apologise-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116247806375382110</id><published>2006-11-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:38:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letting go of all i've held on to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i went to school on time today! :D Met cinch at the playground &amp; thn went to school, we were sleeping on the specs stand but in the end reached class fifteen minutes late. Was terribly sleepy, was nodding off in maths. I feel quite bad. Hmm, i will stay awake for the next math class! Yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan asked me to go to the social ettiquette with her. Haha i swear Christian Chua is damnit funny. He gets like so many privillages just by complementing people :D Ahahah! &amp;amp; for the first time, I ATE A SALAD! The soup &amp; bread was nice. Okay, the course was quite interesting. See Shan, i'm like so nice to you please! -smiles really widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah! After that, headed to town with Caifen, talked &amp;amp; talked &amp; talked ((: Hahahah! We practically walked &amp;amp; talked the whole time. From the whole of far east to the whole of Heeren. As usual, it was real nice (: Oh, she doesnt look like a lizard la! Caifen, she's prettyy! Haha! &amp; being the stupid me, i forgot to bring my wallet out this morning : How much dumber can i get? So i practically travelled everywhere without cash or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becks is moronic, yes she is. -nods head. I think i shld just flush myself away la please.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dont wna think of you, superman. Cause it hurts to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/fuck&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116247806375382110?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116247806375382110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116247806375382110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116247806375382110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116247806375382110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-falling-even-more-in-love-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116235767696472031</id><published>2006-11-01T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:07:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing i wouldn't do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes i wna call you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i know you won't be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caifen &lt;/strong&gt;hello dear (: thank you for yesterday. I enjoyed talking to you alotalot (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116235767696472031?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116235767696472031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116235767696472031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116235767696472031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116235767696472031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/theres-nothing-i-wouldnt-do-to-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116205141180945294</id><published>2006-10-28T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:27:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Do you ever wonder&lt;br /&gt;What sky im lying under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart remember&lt;br /&gt;How we used to feel&lt;br /&gt;When it used to think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need to know now&lt;br /&gt;When you're on your own&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World dont stop turning&lt;br /&gt;Stars dont stop falling down&lt;br /&gt;In my world of make believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got different stories&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all our never endings now&lt;br /&gt;Even though your heart is free&lt;br /&gt;Still my heart wont let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're on different shores&lt;br /&gt;Do we just drift away&lt;br /&gt;Do the memories fall&lt;br /&gt;Like a driving rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need to know&lt;br /&gt;When you're on your own&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World dont stop turning&lt;br /&gt;Stars dont stop falling down&lt;br /&gt;In my world of make believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got different stories&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all our never endings now&lt;br /&gt;Even though your heart is free&lt;br /&gt;Still my heart wont let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/becks%20cinch%20charm%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/becks%20cinch%20charm%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;because you live &amp; breathe, my world has twice as many stars in the sky (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/becks%20and%20cinch%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/becks%20and%20cinch%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; i thank god for someone so beautiful. i &lt;3 you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116205141180945294?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116205141180945294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116205141180945294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116205141180945294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116205141180945294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-ever-wonder-what-sk_116205141180945294.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116179052828360001</id><published>2006-10-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:39:35.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello there superman, i think i miss you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116179052828360001?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116179052828360001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116179052828360001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116179052828360001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116179052828360001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-there-superman-i-think-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116174904933629380</id><published>2006-10-25T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:31:00.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;But no matter how i try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant hate you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of you ytd. A super super sweet one, it felt almost real. (: I didnt want the dream to end, it was one when we were talking like before, just playing &amp; talking. Hahaha! It felt great, &amp;amp; this is what is gna carry me through today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have piano at 130 at tanah merah. I havta like travel so damnit far just for an hour of piano, &amp; since ive not been practising, im gna have tht inferior feeling again. Shit. Everyone plays like so well &amp;amp; i think i wouldnt even pass Grade One if i havta take exams. I'd be in that room during class playing while hearing others play their pieces outside, they make the piece sound almost magical. Now that exams are over, i shall practice! Yes, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that im going for my dental, which is somewhere at shanton way. Another faraway place. Oh wells, the dentist will be giving me the name of the orthodentist ( i dont think i spelt it correctly ) but yeah, you get my point (: I wonder how its gna be like, wearing a that silver thing. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;241006, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Today went great :D I met Charm at amk station, was a couple of minutes late. It was an improvement! Hahaha! Then we made our way down to cine &amp; bought tickets for &lt;em&gt;The Prestige&lt;/em&gt;, Jing said she could join us. Yay! Haha! After eating at pastamania, we walked around. Then we went to Heeren to walk about, there was hardly anything there so we made our way back to cine. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to eat at the Bistro thingy. We ordered a BANANA split ((: It tasted really good but we couldnt finish. Haha! There was this table across us who had a couple of friends who popped in to say hi. But their way of saying hi was really funny. They took turns to poke their heads in. Then there was this waiter who said ' Can i help you? ' then both the boys said no &amp;amp; they left laughing. The waiter's expression was super hilarious, he gave the 'urps' face. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! They made us laugh real hard. &amp; Jing reached just in time for the movie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed it a whole lot :D Hahah! After the movie, walked over to Wisma to meet my parents &amp;amp; my cousins who came over for holiday. Haha! I just realised the last time the whole family actually went to orchard together, was like two years ago. Oh wells. I think my brother is super cute, although annoying at times. He was looking for the shark in the aquarium but it suddenly disappeared awhile ago, i think it died, i dont know. Haha! He's primary 5, but sometimes he just acts as though he's still primary 1 or sth. I love him, yayness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to eat the beancurd at short street or sth. It's been a long time, but i still like it ((: Today was just ggreatt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; omg, i think im so bloody fat &amp;amp; i look like a toad. I think to go on a diet. Im just gna die of obesity. Next time you'd see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name : Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;Cause of death: Obesity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116174904933629380?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116174904933629380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116174904933629380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116174904933629380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116174904933629380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/but-no-matter-how-i-try-i-cant-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116144782080372632</id><published>2006-10-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:58:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'm sitting here all by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just trying to think of something to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Trying to think of something, anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just to keep me from thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But you know its not working out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause you're all that's on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;One thought of you is all it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;to leave the rest of the world behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well i didnt mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to get so close &amp;amp; share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to fall in love, but i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you didnt mean to love me back, but i know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm sitting here trying to convince myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that you're not the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But the more i think, the less i believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; the more i want you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You know the holidays are coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I dont want to spend them alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Memories of Christmas time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;will just kill me if im on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well i didnt mean for this to get as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i didnt mean to get so close &amp; share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i didnt mean to fall in love, but i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; you didnt mean to love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I know its not the smartest thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we just cant seem to get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But what i wouldnt give to have one more chance tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Im sitting here trying to entertain myself with this old guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But with all my inspiration gone its not getting me very far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I look around my room &amp;amp; everything i see reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh please, baby wont you take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we've got nothing left to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well i didnt mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to get so close &amp;amp; share what we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to fall in love, but i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you didnt mean to love me back, but i know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to meet you then we were just kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i didnt mean to give you chills the way that i kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp; i didnt mean to fall in love, but i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you didnt mean to love me back, but i know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dont say you didnt love me back cause you know you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No, you didnt mean to love me back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but you did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116144782080372632?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116144782080372632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116144782080372632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116144782080372632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116144782080372632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sitting-here-all-by-myself-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116122907601263482</id><published>2006-10-19T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:44:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sometimes its nice to stay up late into the night, just staring at nowhere, thinking abt you. &amp; i'd fall asleep with nothing but sweet thoughts &amp;amp; you'd appear in my dreams. just like before. (: i dont wna go without dreams, cause its then when i've lost you forever. &lt;strong&gt;like i said to you once, if you're gna get hit, i'd take tht hit for you.&lt;/strong&gt; i meant it then, &amp; i still mean it now. cause i think you're still worth it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wht if i said i missed you? we're probably just gna fight. i'd keep it in, as long as i have dreams, i'd be okay. i close my eyes &amp;amp; i see you again. lollipops &amp; candy bars, playing swings &amp;amp; dreaming things, lying there just talking &amp; forgetting all the troubles. it felt great. there was nothing we couldnt imagine. somehow, i find comfort in just thinking you're happy once again. seeing that smile on your face, there's nothing more i can ask for. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im just being silly, dont mind this post. i guess it's just a random kinda thing. ohwells. got all the results back. im so gna retain, becks is like the stupidest person. i was just thinking &amp;amp; i had a thought of flying elsewhere next year to study or sth. come to think of it, i probably wont make it in either. im sorry for disappointing those who believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;strong&gt;cinch&lt;/strong&gt;, baby dont say silly things like you'd retain with me &amp;amp; stuff. i aint worth you wasting a year retaking the same thing when you can move on. but knowing you'd be there, it's all im gna need (: thanks dear (: &amp;amp; thanks &lt;strong&gt;lou&lt;/strong&gt; for your hugs yesterday, i &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116122907601263482?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116122907601263482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116122907601263482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116122907601263482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116122907601263482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-its-nice-to-stay-up-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116122530627367814</id><published>2006-10-19T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T10:38:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp; she hates herself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for loving you so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becks: im gna see retainers next wed&lt;br /&gt;cinch: why do you need to put retainers&lt;br /&gt;shan: cause she doesnt wna retain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! i think it was super hilarious. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/hahaahah.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/hahaahah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-laughs at someone. she's cinch la! i think you're super funny (: i shall keep laughing at you for this. haha! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116122530627367814?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116122530627367814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116122530627367814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116122530627367814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116122530627367814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/she-hates-herself-for-loving-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116107913804177929</id><published>2006-10-17T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:22:59.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i touch you once, i touch you twice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i won't let go at any price&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you now like i needed you then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you always said we'd still be friends someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, beautiful stranger. Have i seen you somewhere before? you look so perfect. i think my dreams are catching up with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long long friend &lt;/strong&gt;im sorry we've not been talking much. now that exams are over, there's nothing else to worry about. i promise we'll talk lots lots more. -nods head (: &amp;amp; we can catch up on all the things we have missed out for the past few weeks! i &lt;3 you much! : D BECKS &lt;3 BANANAS! HURRAY! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116107913804177929?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116107913804177929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116107913804177929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116107913804177929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116107913804177929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-touch-you-once-i-touch-you-twice-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116101371724797847</id><published>2006-10-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:48:39.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;in my head there's only you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this world falls on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this world there's real &amp; make believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; this seems real to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today got back results, i passed 2/3 of the papers, hurray! haha. it would probably the only two papers i'd pass anyways. ): anyways, the whole of today was like spent going through papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tht cinch accompanied me to orchard. ahah! saw someone day. -winks at cinch. hahahah! ohwells. i think im just being dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im trying to upload a photo. stupid blogger has sth wrong. darn. its alrights, some other time perhaps (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116101371724797847?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116101371724797847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116101371724797847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116101371724797847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116101371724797847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-my-head-theres-only-you-now-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116092707016818476</id><published>2006-10-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:44:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you didnt hear my cries for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; now, im dying in this silence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, WANTINGG, THANK YOU DEAR FOR THE SKIN! ((: yay! &lt;3 hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i think the weekend kinda sucked cause on friday night, my stupid stomach went like upside down. i puked twice, darn. im sorry i spoilt the night shan. : ohwells. spent the whole of sat sleeping. &amp; i really mean, sleeping. i slept like until 4pm thn i woke up &amp;amp; went down to watch tv, like one hour later, i fell asleep again. woke up at 8pm cause i was like super hungy, cause i didnt eat the whole day. tummy felt much better. the doctor gave me some weird drink with salt or sth, saying sth is infected &amp; tht i must drink tht to put back all the nutrients blahblahblah. it tastes horrible. hahahah! i threw it all down the sink ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. getting back results tmr. i so dont wna go to school ): im so gna get retained. becks sucks la. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do NOT like your moodswings, screw you. wth. why cant you be nice for just one day huh? my god. doors banging &amp; all your screams, only you can do that right? i cant stand you, i needta get outta this nightmare. someone get me a drink, &amp;amp; say everything's gna be alright. you, i guess there's not much hope ehs? ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116092707016818476?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116092707016818476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116092707016818476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116092707016818476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116092707016818476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-didnt-hear-my-cries-for-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116084114793215165</id><published>2006-10-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:53:37.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello becs sorry for making you wait so long, but i really am not sure if youre glad with this. hahah okay anyway i think you need to change your password now :x cheer up okay, you have bunches of good friends out there! DONT BE SO EMO ALREADY LAHHHHHHH &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116084114793215165?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116084114793215165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116084114793215165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116084114793215165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116084114793215165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-becs-sorry-for-making-you-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116075613099898231</id><published>2006-10-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:44:54.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;she never recovered &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from that heartbreak,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she bled herself dry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was reflection day. i guess all we needed was just some time alone to think abt things. i guess it was quite a good way to think with just songs playing in the background. there were 3 people from india tht came to share. had time aft awhile to just hug &amp; make up with people. hugged one of the lady from india, she was supposed to be a role of a mother. i realised it was sth my mum &amp;amp; i never did. i guess a part of me still hopes she'll do that one day. it has always been like a hand on the shoulder, &amp; thts the so called hug. ohwells. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bestie&lt;/strong&gt; hey dear, you know i'll be here yeah? &amp; tht you wont be trying alone (: please dont give up cause you knw tht there are always people worse off but still going on, not giving up. so you shouldnt either okay? (: &amp;amp; thanks for being there always, i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recess clique, lou, cinch, jing, charm, awyong, hole &amp; emain&lt;/strong&gt; hey (: i think you guys have been real great (: recess has been a hell lotsa fun with you guys around. i think it'd be really boring without all of you (: thanks for the happy times, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shan&lt;/strong&gt; haha! hello my clown (: you're just really really funny. &amp; its laughing with you most of the time (: haha. i guess we're just full of lotsa nonsense, yes? &amp;amp; you knw i'll always be here. &amp; i didnt realise i was effective knw! ahaha! but still, thanks for being you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eug&lt;/strong&gt; shopping partner! we havent been out on our shopping spree yet (: we'll go soon alrighty? :D &amp; dear, dont let your imaginations run too wild okay? dont stress yourself too much. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gay love&lt;/strong&gt; haha. gay, bob misses his love you know! i hope he's out from the repair shop alr! (: &amp; thanks for the super big lollipop today, i like alot :D :D STICKY CHEWY CHOCOLATE, i cant wait. yayness! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to everyone else who played a part to make my life beautiful, thank you (: with friends like these around, what more can i ask for? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116075613099898231?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116075613099898231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116075613099898231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116075613099898231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116075613099898231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/she-never-recovered-from-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116058721619408078</id><published>2006-10-12T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:28:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;im sorry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didnt mean to fall in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i detest stupid terrorists&lt;br /&gt;okay! they kill like sooooo many&lt;br /&gt;people, thinking they can take&lt;br /&gt;over the world or sth! hurr :&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE YOU, SILLY POKS!&lt;br /&gt;RAHH! you're so stupid &amp; dumb,&lt;br /&gt;you can only takeover stupid&lt;br /&gt;world! : hurr. its 1202, i just got&lt;br /&gt;back from watching 'world trade&lt;br /&gt;centre'. i guess tht explains why&lt;br /&gt;i just got so agitated. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;111006. sentosa (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super hilarious (:&lt;br /&gt;we were all suppose to meet at&lt;br /&gt;dhoby gauht at 1015! but thn&lt;br /&gt;we were all late except lou!&lt;br /&gt;we got there &amp;amp; started to play&lt;br /&gt;volleyball. hmm... hahah! i dont&lt;br /&gt;think we can be pros, but it was&lt;br /&gt;super super super fun : D haha!&lt;br /&gt;hole can like serve a ball in a&lt;br /&gt;very ballerina way (: no sound at&lt;br /&gt;all please! haha! thn aft playing&lt;br /&gt;for awhile, it started to drizzle ):&lt;br /&gt;but thn it was for like a few mins&lt;br /&gt;thn the sun came out for awhile&lt;br /&gt;our attempt to try to get a tan,&lt;br /&gt;so failed. haha! the sun was like&lt;br /&gt;playing a game of hide &amp; seek :&lt;br /&gt;i so think im gna die of obesity )):&lt;br /&gt;i shall learn howta eat vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thn go on a no-carb diet!&lt;br /&gt;- nods heads. we headed down to&lt;br /&gt;harbourfront for dinner. the miniwok&lt;br /&gt;thing was super duper yummy ((:&lt;br /&gt;yay! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tht cinch accompanied me to&lt;br /&gt;wisma, forever21 to get my top.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, we combed&lt;br /&gt;the whole shop for it. BUT someone&lt;br /&gt;bought it alr )): &amp; i just tried it on&lt;br /&gt;ytd only! in the end, the sales person&lt;br /&gt;said tht vivocity had &amp;amp; we just came&lt;br /&gt;from there : ahwells, managed to&lt;br /&gt;reserve one! yayness! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, becks is a&lt;br /&gt;happy girl : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/haha%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/haha%20again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6/8 of recess clique, all taking a break from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;getting successful jump! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/hole%20becks%20lou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/hole%20becks%20lou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hole, becks &amp;amp; louu! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they're the reasons why my sun's always shining (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest are in jing's camera cause lou's camera&lt;br /&gt;died halfway ): but i still love them. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116058721619408078?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116058721619408078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116058721619408078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116058721619408078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We can live like Jack &amp; Sally if you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp; we'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp; in this night we'll wish it never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;( I miss you, miss you )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;( I miss you, miss you )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where are you &amp; I'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need somebody &amp;amp; always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This sick strange darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp; as I stared I counted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The webs from all the spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Catching things &amp;amp; eating their insides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp; hear your voice of treason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Will you come home &amp;amp; stop this pain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stop this pain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't waste your time on me, you're already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The voice inside my head ( I miss you, miss you )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't waste your time on me, you're already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The voice inside my head ( I miss you, miss you )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116039575208783424?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-116005252581405264</id><published>2006-10-05T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T20:52:30.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;her tear-stained cheeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she drowned in her own heartbreak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking down the empty street.&lt;br /&gt;there's the piercing silence &amp;&lt;br /&gt;the cold night wind. i forget&lt;br /&gt;everything, nothing's left but&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look up at stars &amp;amp; made a wish.&lt;br /&gt;tht somewhere under the same&lt;br /&gt;nightsky, you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;cause your smile's all i need to&lt;br /&gt;carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're tht secret i gotta keep&lt;br /&gt;inside. &amp; thts how its gna be.&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss you. why do i&lt;br /&gt;love you the way i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-116005252581405264?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116005252581405264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=116005252581405264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116005252581405264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/116005252581405264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/her-tear-stained-cheeks-she-drowned-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115988664458848263</id><published>2006-10-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:44:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;let me take the hit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont catch me when i fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im gna let myself die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115988664458848263?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115971442400455262</id><published>2006-10-01T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:53:44.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i close my eyes, &amp; i see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my comfort, my illusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the beach, talking abt&lt;br /&gt;almost everything. no worries&lt;br /&gt;abt parents yelling or ridiulous&lt;br /&gt;rules. just the both of us. under&lt;br /&gt;the stars, making wishes &amp;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the random feeling of just&lt;br /&gt;staying out all night, not wanting&lt;br /&gt;to go home. running away for&lt;br /&gt;just the night &amp; facing all the&lt;br /&gt;yellings the next morning. it&lt;br /&gt;might seem foolish, but it was&lt;br /&gt;somewhat comforting to just&lt;br /&gt;be in the company of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawing in the sand &amp; seeing&lt;br /&gt;it get washed away. a secret&lt;br /&gt;message only the both of us&lt;br /&gt;knew. we didnt havta worry&lt;br /&gt;abt others finding out. it&lt;br /&gt;was magical. all the late night&lt;br /&gt;walks down empty streets,&lt;br /&gt;it felt good. i was hoping the&lt;br /&gt;sun wouldnt come out &amp;amp; we&lt;br /&gt;could just stop at tht moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sun comes out, we're&lt;br /&gt;snapped back to reality. all&lt;br /&gt;the lies &amp;amp; the tears just starts&lt;br /&gt;coming down again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115971442400455262?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115945314305487010</id><published>2006-09-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:19:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you want tht respect?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so earn it, bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention how your&lt;br /&gt;fucking moodswings sucks?&lt;br /&gt;i aint your toy or stress bag.&lt;br /&gt;quit yelling, dont you realise&lt;br /&gt;it hurts? why is it you just&lt;br /&gt;need to pick a fight just so you&lt;br /&gt;could feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd shut you out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115945314305487010?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115927987105355042</id><published>2006-09-26T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:11:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hello there, my silent friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eoys tmr. english. darn.&lt;br /&gt;im so prepared man. i think&lt;br /&gt;im just gna get retained.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;tonight. i gotta study, &amp;&lt;br /&gt;i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just why we're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Could it be fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or random circumstance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the right place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Two roads intertwine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if the universe conspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To meld our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To make us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuel and fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where ever you will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So too shall I be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dry your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coz when nothing seems clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From the sheer weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of your doubts and fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weary heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember how we laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Until we cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the most stupid things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like we were so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But love was all that we were on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And though the world would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This unlikely union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And why it still stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someday we will be set free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pray and believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the light disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when this world's insincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When nobody hears you scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll scream with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Save your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When everything's unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From the sheer weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of your doubts and fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wounded heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the light disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when this world's insincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When nobody hears you scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll scream with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the long cold night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sleep tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When no one understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Put your heart in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll be safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115927987105355042?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115927987105355042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115927987105355042' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt like ytd when we&lt;br /&gt;were just kids. having all&lt;br /&gt;the fun in the world. it was&lt;br /&gt;thn tht we could play all&lt;br /&gt;sorts of game &amp; not being&lt;br /&gt;judged on how childish we're&lt;br /&gt;acting. i guess tht was our&lt;br /&gt;rights. we had many&lt;br /&gt;fun memories. all the fights&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; bickerings. we've been&lt;br /&gt;through the ups &amp; downs.&lt;br /&gt;all tht doesnt seem to matter&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all most 9 years of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. its been a long&lt;br /&gt;while my friend, since we've had&lt;br /&gt;a decent conversation. it has been&lt;br /&gt;the occasional hi &amp; byes for way&lt;br /&gt;too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wna be a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;with no worries &amp; troubles.&lt;br /&gt;almost every other place was&lt;br /&gt;our playground. we could run &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;play with anything, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;all the saturday outtings, all the&lt;br /&gt;way til late in the night. being&lt;br /&gt;the kids we were, we never got&lt;br /&gt;tired. we dreaded seeing the adults&lt;br /&gt;saying their goodbyes. the frequent&lt;br /&gt;sleepovers. something so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years we grew, we fought&lt;br /&gt;more. &amp; soon, we hardly talked.&lt;br /&gt;all tht minor problems, it all doesnt&lt;br /&gt;mean a thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend, i just wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;i miss you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115918088443322616?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115918088443322616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115891940984684276</id><published>2006-09-22T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T18:03:29.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you're just another regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're just one of those people&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted to meet. you&lt;br /&gt;should have stayed insignificant,&lt;br /&gt;you shldnt even have appeared.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know you existed, it should&lt;br /&gt;have stayed that way. you sweettalked&lt;br /&gt;your way. being so friendly &amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;it was just a mask. cola lolly, mars bars&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all the other memories. they will&lt;br /&gt;fade. things you say &amp; do. they're&lt;br /&gt;all lies. cigerattes were sth you knw&lt;br /&gt;you didnt like. if you were strong,&lt;br /&gt;you would reject it no matter how.&lt;br /&gt;please grow up, you think youre&lt;br /&gt;strong. but seriously, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you tell stories, you want&lt;br /&gt;people to only listen to yours. you&lt;br /&gt;know you do this everytime you&lt;br /&gt;run into problems. please la. you&lt;br /&gt;know you'd run dry sooner or&lt;br /&gt;later. the things you do are so&lt;br /&gt;full of shit. you make a small thing&lt;br /&gt;so huge. if you didnt care, you'd just&lt;br /&gt;wont think abt it &amp; move on. just&lt;br /&gt;do that wont you. goodness. how&lt;br /&gt;much more can you go on with all&lt;br /&gt;your lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cream bistro. a place i never wna&lt;br /&gt;go again. life's going back to where&lt;br /&gt;it stop when i met you. youre a&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite. you were just a passing&lt;br /&gt;phrase. &amp; now youre gone, i guess&lt;br /&gt;things will start going back to being&lt;br /&gt;normal. i like tht plain feeling, where&lt;br /&gt;you dont knw overdramatic people.&lt;br /&gt;people who thinks everyone should&lt;br /&gt;care for them &amp;amp; them only. you say&lt;br /&gt;your life's fucked up. you need love&lt;br /&gt;&amp; respect. you love &amp;amp; care was shoving&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shouting i guess. i shouldnt have&lt;br /&gt;trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. you'd disappear soon.&lt;br /&gt;if there's one thing i wna forget, its you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits. i sound super bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;but this will be the last time it'd ever&lt;br /&gt;be about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115891940984684276?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115891940984684276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you'll be safe here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today's hilarious (:&lt;br /&gt;headed to macs with cinch&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shan to study for abit aft&lt;br /&gt;school today. we took lotsa&lt;br /&gt;photos. i think shan's addicted&lt;br /&gt;to us, cinch :D haha kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;but that girl's really funny. am&lt;br /&gt;like at her place &amp;amp; when she&lt;br /&gt;types, she BANGS the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;can? HAHA! anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;there's lots more to say but&lt;br /&gt;wait til i get my com back.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;becks is retarded today.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes :D i had my happy pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; thats the new beginning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115858159475248576?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115858159475248576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115858159475248576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115858159475248576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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you&lt;br /&gt;sane &amp; it makes you feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things are best kept&lt;br /&gt;inside. noone will judge me,&lt;br /&gt;noone will talk &amp; noone will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't wna be a murderer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115805472717095285?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115805472717095285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115805472717095285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115805472717095285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115797162783480234?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115797162783480234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115797162783480234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115797162783480234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115797162783480234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/09/tears-down-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115770383767416491</id><published>2006-09-08T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:23:57.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you'd fade away like ink on&lt;br /&gt;skin. with every rub, you'd&lt;br /&gt;disappear bit by bit. &amp;amp; soon&lt;br /&gt;you'd be nothing but just a&lt;br /&gt;used-to-be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115770383767416491?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115770383767416491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i say how much you&lt;br /&gt;disgust me? i think you're&lt;br /&gt;so pathetic. i cant stand&lt;br /&gt;you. eeww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115744297154144495?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115744297154144495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115744297154144495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115744297154144495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115744297154144495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115733301424686144</id><published>2006-09-04T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:23:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you again. but&lt;br /&gt;this time, i missed you in&lt;br /&gt;a different way. i learnt&lt;br /&gt;mnay things, i guess you&lt;br /&gt;gotta let go when its not&lt;br /&gt;gna work out no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always remain a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful memory. you&lt;br /&gt;said you've grown stronger.&lt;br /&gt;thn dont sink further into&lt;br /&gt;the darkness tht you're in.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta stay strong. you&lt;br /&gt;have many friends tht care&lt;br /&gt;abt you &amp; you know it. the&lt;br /&gt;wound is still raw, i know.&lt;br /&gt;it'd take time for it to heal.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i hurt you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one thing tht's not a&lt;br /&gt;lie, everything has a way out.&lt;br /&gt;dont ever think you're the&lt;br /&gt;only one going thru crap. others&lt;br /&gt;are always with you. tht, you&lt;br /&gt;can count on. its hard of you to&lt;br /&gt;trust again. but learn &amp; do it&lt;br /&gt;only when you think youre&lt;br /&gt;ready. someone really special&lt;br /&gt;will surely come your way,&lt;br /&gt;either now or later. by thn, she&lt;br /&gt;could help you ease your pain &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;burdens. you wont havta go&lt;br /&gt;thru such crap again, you dont&lt;br /&gt;deserve it. &amp; all tht you're&lt;br /&gt;going thru will go away some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wonderful, isnt it wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i close my eyes when it get too sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i think thoughts tht i knw are bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;close my eyes &amp; i count to ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hope it's over when i open them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i want the things i had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;like a star wars poster on my bedroom door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i wish i could count to ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&amp; make everything be wonderful again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i hope my mum &amp; i hope my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;will figure out why they get so mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i hear them scream, i hear them shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;they say bad words tht makes me wna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;close my eyes when i go to bed &amp; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;dream of angels who make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i feel better when i hear them say tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;everything will be wonderful some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;promises mean everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;when you're little &amp; the world is so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i just dont understand how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you can smile with all those tears in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;when you tell me everything is wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i go to school &amp; i run &amp;amp; play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i tell the kids tht it's all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i have to laugh so my friends wont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;when the bell rings i just dont want to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;go to my room &amp; i close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i make believe tht i have a new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i dont believe you when you say tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;everything will be wonderful some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;promise mean everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;when you're little &amp; the world is so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i just dont understand how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you can smile with all the tears in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;when you tell me everything is wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i dont want to hear you tell me everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i dont want to hear you tell me everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;is wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont want to hear you say tht i will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;understand some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont want to hear you say you both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;grown in a different way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont want to meet your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont want to start over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i just want my life to be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just like it used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;somedays, i hate everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i hate everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;everyone &amp; everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;please dont tell me everything i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;please i dont wna hear you tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;everything is wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;please dont tell me everything is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wonderful now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;everything is wonderful now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like you use to say to me, i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you now :&lt;br /&gt;everything will be wonderful&lt;br /&gt;someday (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you'd be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;this song i dedicate to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, my friend. always&lt;br /&gt;had &amp; always will (:&lt;br /&gt;takecare! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115733301424686144?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115733301424686144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115733301424686144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115733301424686144'/><link 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i tried. i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115701896073627074?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115701896073627074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115701896073627074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115701896073627074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115701896073627074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-once-told-me-that-it-was-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115701466809157493</id><published>2006-08-31T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:57:48.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i can't, i just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i love you, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115676647480640684</id><published>2006-08-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:59:29.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i still waited til 7, even&lt;br /&gt;though i knew i was waiting&lt;br /&gt;for sth tht would never&lt;br /&gt;happen. reading msgs from&lt;br /&gt;long time ago gave me hope.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe. you'll&lt;br /&gt;come. i guess i brought this&lt;br /&gt;whole thing on myself. i knw&lt;br /&gt;you dont give a fuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its time for me to wake&lt;br /&gt;up and realise tht the girl long&lt;br /&gt;time ago, aint gna come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i guess all i can do is&lt;br /&gt;to wish you all the best. you&lt;br /&gt;probably have someone else&lt;br /&gt;to make you happy, give you&lt;br /&gt;everything you need, your hugs&lt;br /&gt;and kisses. you've probably&lt;br /&gt;moved on. it was just a couple&lt;br /&gt;of days. why did it move so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth hurts, its a fact. and i dont&lt;br /&gt;deny i miss you. but i havta stop&lt;br /&gt;hoping. you ignored it so many&lt;br /&gt;times when i told you. things are&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be this way ehs, thn&lt;br /&gt;there's no use of me running away&lt;br /&gt;from it. you sent signs, i chose to&lt;br /&gt;ignore it. serves me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best, my friend. if there's sth&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget, its you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woke up today thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;another night that i made my way through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so many dreams still left in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but they can never come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i press rewind and remember when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i close my eyes and im with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but in the end i can still feel the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ever time i hear your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the sun won't shine since you went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seem like the rain's falling everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there's just one heart, when there once was two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but thats the way its gotta be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;til i get over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;walked through the park, in the evening air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i heard a voice and i thought you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i run away but i just can't escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;memories of you everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;they say that time will dry the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but true loves burns for a thousand years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;give my tomorrows for one yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just to know that i could have you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when will this river of tears stop falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;where can i run so i wont feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;can't walk away when the pain keeps calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ive just gotta take it from here on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but its so hard to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115676647480640684?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115676647480640684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;this time, this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;misused, mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;too long, too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;who was i to make you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just in case there's one left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i've loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i keep dreaming you'll be here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;stop breathing if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;on my knees, i'll ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;last chance for one last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause with you, i'd withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;all of hell to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'd give it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i'd give for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;give anything but i wont give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;stop breathing if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dont see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i wanted you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause i needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i need to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i love you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and i forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for being away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cause im not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hold on to me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115252034821862219?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115252034821862219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115252034821862219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115252034821862219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115252034821862219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-time-this-place-misused-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115250875840109997</id><published>2006-07-10T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:19:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby i miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;school aint the same without&lt;br /&gt;you around ): please come&lt;br /&gt;back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115250875840109997?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115250875840109997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115250875840109997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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week since school&lt;br /&gt;reopened and i've been&lt;br /&gt;absent twice, and late for&lt;br /&gt;school twice too. shikes.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, geraint wong&lt;br /&gt;said he'll buy my chocs if&lt;br /&gt;i went to school early for&lt;br /&gt;a month. havta report to&lt;br /&gt;him at like 710 every&lt;br /&gt;morning. so far, the earliest&lt;br /&gt;ive reached school was&lt;br /&gt;718. aha! hmmms. home's&lt;br /&gt;super boring. i wna go out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115217645552107556?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115217645552107556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115217645552107556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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had&lt;br /&gt;a late night and needed&lt;br /&gt;more sleep, thts where&lt;br /&gt;the tables become our&lt;br /&gt;pillows. teachers lesson&lt;br /&gt;are the favourite napping&lt;br /&gt;time. lessons turns me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH! we'll all be back&lt;br /&gt;with new stories to share&lt;br /&gt;abt the holidays. fucked&lt;br /&gt;up losers are once again&lt;br /&gt;within distance. teachers&lt;br /&gt;with their critics and&lt;br /&gt;crap comments. nothing's&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyable in school&lt;br /&gt;anymore. all the plastic&lt;br /&gt;people makes it even&lt;br /&gt;worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mth of holiday's clearly&lt;br /&gt;not enough, it passes so&lt;br /&gt;quickly. i'm seriously&lt;br /&gt;dreading tmr. shikes :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115124513214176366?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-115108065696630172</id><published>2006-06-24T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:02:58.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me, do you see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115108065696630172?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108065696630172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115108065696630172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to think tht although&lt;br /&gt;maybe you didnt change, at&lt;br /&gt;least mum did. and i appreciate&lt;br /&gt;tht. you dare tell me you wna&lt;br /&gt;take control if i get outta hand.&lt;br /&gt;ha! if you take control, everyone's&lt;br /&gt;life wld be perfect -- a perfect mess.&lt;br /&gt;get a life man. im 15, not 5. the&lt;br /&gt;things i went thru the past few&lt;br /&gt;years, they're some you'd never&lt;br /&gt;go thru in your life. you think&lt;br /&gt;my life's perfect cause you&lt;br /&gt;provide for me? come on. be&lt;br /&gt;realistic here. noone's life's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;you were never there for me,&lt;br /&gt;so dont even try appearing now&lt;br /&gt;wanting me to abide with every of&lt;br /&gt;your ridiculous rules. you make&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the family so afraid&lt;br /&gt;to stand up to you. wtf. who the&lt;br /&gt;hell do you think you are? you&lt;br /&gt;aint anything but a crack in the&lt;br /&gt;wall. i despise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wna send me to a girls home?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care. now i miss nick, mama,&lt;br /&gt;kongkong and mum. you have&lt;br /&gt;absolutely no place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;get tht into your fucking mind.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine. watch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-115073366332710536?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115073366332710536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=115073366332710536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115073366332710536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/115073366332710536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/fuck-you-and-your-threats.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114943211808889493</id><published>2006-06-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:03:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just a memory turned old&lt;br /&gt;isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished you'd care a lil more.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's too much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im only human, do you realise&lt;br /&gt;tht?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember waiting for you to come&lt;br /&gt;remember waiting for you to call&lt;br /&gt;remember waiting there to find&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114943211808889493?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114943211808889493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114943211808889493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114943211808889493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114943211808889493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-just-memory-turned-old-isnt-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114926580879021611</id><published>2006-06-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:04:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i hope you had fun today dear (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rmb not everything is as bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as you think they are okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friends like these are hard to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;come by (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;met kell for dinner and thn went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to cream bistro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;manda, miggy, eliza, kris, manpin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;qinn, cheryl, chloe came ltr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yay! the surprise worked! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;once again baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you, ive loved you all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 16th MY LOVE! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114926580879021611?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114926580879021611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114889964542130068</id><published>2006-05-29T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:05:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tear-stained cheeks and a bleeding heart</title><content type='html'>i waited an hour and the half&lt;br /&gt;for someone who doesnt give&lt;br /&gt;a shit anymore. i sat there like&lt;br /&gt;a complete idiot, hoping tht&lt;br /&gt;message wld be replied and&lt;br /&gt;call wld be answered. i waited&lt;br /&gt;for an answer tht never came.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to know if i shld&lt;br /&gt;continue waiting or shld i go.&lt;br /&gt;probably to you, i deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;caused i didnt keep to the&lt;br /&gt;promise of hanging with you&lt;br /&gt;after school. i thought you&lt;br /&gt;knew i had lit, i thought&lt;br /&gt;you'd understand. i know it was&lt;br /&gt;my fault for having trng, i knew&lt;br /&gt;it only today. tuition was&lt;br /&gt;cancelled cause my cca attendance&lt;br /&gt;is really really horrible and&lt;br /&gt;i had to go. i didnt tell you&lt;br /&gt;beforehand, im sorry. you&lt;br /&gt;asked me not to go, i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;you stood me up, you gave&lt;br /&gt;hope but you took it away as&lt;br /&gt;quickly as you gave it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you cld just tell me&lt;br /&gt;if you wna end it all.&lt;br /&gt;that's all im asking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114889964542130068?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114889964542130068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114889964542130068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;270506. saturday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had a talk. i dont deny i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sad. really sad. i guess reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;always hurts. i guess it doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matter cause she made you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disappointed, thus the matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;must rest now. why does it always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;end only when you feel tht you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had enough and dont feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking abt it anymore? the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i heard things like those,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i felt crushed. but i still had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;little hope tht it aint true, tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was all rumors. i guess i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wrong. it came back double the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pain, i heard it from you, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the one i trust most. it still hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bad. i try to ignore it, but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keeps aching. i figured how much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht friendship meant to you, all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the lies abt not being close? i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;know howta react now. all tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insecurities, was gone whenever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you reassured me. the promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you made and broke. because of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her. sometimes i wish you wld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;respect my decisions. im still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;healing. last night hit me real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hard, im aching. im starting to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go back behind my wall again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you take a few pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;off, double the amount goes back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on when things like tht happen. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt wna knw, i was hoping you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wld come and push it all away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you're feeling down, shes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the one you go to, the one who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gives you comfort. maybe now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if she comes running to you with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an apology, you'll be there to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;give her a hug and say tht its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all okay and everything will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know we've talked abt it. but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sorry it still feels raw. sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wonder if anything we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;means anything to you. but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe you'll find the love and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;care you want in her. im sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im writing this, i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114883041281890848?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883041281890848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114883041281890848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114883041281890848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114883041281890848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/270506.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114855313918623410</id><published>2006-05-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T18:32:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid, two faced and bloody low slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                  i agree to tht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                      its absolutely right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114848341124918465</id><published>2006-05-24T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:10:11.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all messed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they gave back ppr early in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the morning during assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht a way to start a day :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual i didnt get wht im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suppose to. this is fucked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so far away from wht my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;expected L1R5 is la. shit man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to buck up becks. nomore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fun til you reach tht goal. i cant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blame anyone for the grades i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got. i chose to play and not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;study, i bear the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i improved a lil from the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;term, it aint enough. i failed to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keep a promise i made, im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel disappointed with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont have the right to feel tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;way. i didnt have the discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to sit down just get a few hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of work done. i shld have known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i messed up again. aft school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;precious gave me a lecture. a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long long one. in the end it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;late to go for fandn. gurung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;called mum, i think she's used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting calls from teachers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darling im sorry i had sucha bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reaction today. its just tht i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feel terrible getting such fucked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grades. i deserve it. i know you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;care, i was just pissed with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;myself. thanks for always being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there and giving me such talks for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the past two terms. i really appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht. i love you/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114848341124918465?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114836824755258250</id><published>2006-05-23T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:14:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/P1010181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/P1010181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;; i love much (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt go to school today, slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in (: whee! school's so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and like aft recess, i only have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an hour of lesson. waste time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only la. so i slept! : D yayness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mum forced me to agree to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a doc for an mc cause she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she doesnt wna help me write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;excuse letter anymore. so dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, i think i havta go take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an mc now. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114836824755258250?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114836782223484911</id><published>2006-05-23T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:03:42.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;220506. monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you know you're everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i could never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the two of us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and you knw i give myself to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and no matter wht you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i promise you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ive built my world around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i need you like ive never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;needed anyone before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wna be by your side in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eveything tht you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if there's only one thing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can believe its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dedicate my life to you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;know tht i wld die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but our love wld last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i will always be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and there is nothing we can't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as long as we're together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just can;t live without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i want you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i need you like ive never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;needed anyone before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wna be by your side in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everything tht you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if there's only one thing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can believe its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ive built my world around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i need you like ive never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;needed anyone before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wna be by your side in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everything tht you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if there's only one thing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can believe its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy seventh month my precious! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114836782223484911?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114836782223484911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114836782223484911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114836782223484911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114836782223484911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/220506.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114821833910814792</id><published>2006-05-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:32:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;200506. saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up fucking early for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maths tution. craziness la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the schedule for tht morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was like : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;930 - 1100. maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1100 - 0130. chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sucha dumb thing la. hmmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end was like sleeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with my eyes open for maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cancelled chinese tuition thn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to sleep ((: hmmms. met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;precious at abt 0630 i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and thn we caught da vinci with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;manda and miggy. haha. the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;show's super nice (: baby's the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;monk! ahahahaha! super funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its nice to watch a movie with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again. it aint tht hard yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home at twelve twenty. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;210506. sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at 9plus to go to botanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;garden. some church thing. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht a time to get up. it was quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boring. we hadta come back early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause it rained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so fat )): i need a diet. MUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;diet. fatfatfat! hurr :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114821833910814792?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114821833910814792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114821833910814792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114821833910814792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114821833910814792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/200506.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114787867922986634</id><published>2006-05-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:11:19.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i put breakfast at your table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and make sure your coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has its sugar and cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your eggs are over easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your toast done lightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all that's missing is your morning kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that used to greet me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now you say the juice is sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it used to be so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i cant help but to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you're talkin about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we dont talk the way we used to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's hurtin so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive got my pride, i will not cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it's makin me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im not your superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im not tht kinda girl tht you can let down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and think tht everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy, i am only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this girl needs more than occasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hugs as a token of love from you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i fought my way through the rush hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to make it home just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to make sure tht your dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will be waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when you get there you just tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're not hungry at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you said you'd rather read the paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you don't want to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you like to think tht i'm just crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i say tht you've changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm convinced i knw the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont love me the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're just going through the motions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you're not being fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've got my pride, i will not cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still i can't help but care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not your superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not the kind of girl tht you can let down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and think tht everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy, i am only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this girl needs more thn occasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hugs as a token of love from you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, baby, look into the corners of your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll always be there for you through good and bad tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i can't be tht superwoman you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll give my love everlasting if you'll return love to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not your superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not tht kind of girl tht you can let down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and think tht everything's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy, i am only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this girl needs more thn occasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hugs as a token of love from you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you feel it in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stop right where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everybody sing along with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not your superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114787867922986634?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114787867922986634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114787867922986634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114787867922986634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114787867922986634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-in-morning-i-put-breakfast-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114770650910421762</id><published>2006-05-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:21:49.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahahah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;planned to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;manda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at abt 0730 this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wna stand thru assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wanted to stand at the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pitch cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cooling. haha. in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;end we decided to go for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thing so wont be recorded late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. went to 7-11 to get gummies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a bottle of water and choc for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darling (: rahh. i lost my red adidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;water bottle. hmmms. walked to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school but mass ended alr so went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for cat class. was kinda sleepy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;monday mornings are normally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so chinified. abit not three periods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of chinese la! hmmms. we had to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;write on some dumb compo. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft recess had bio. tht bio tan is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sucha bitch la. she has terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mood swings. loser. went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bio cause i wanted to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;signed the green form and off to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my bed ((: slept from three to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abt six plus. hahaha. it was sucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good sleep. yayness (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114770650910421762?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114770650910421762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114770650910421762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114770650910421762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114770650910421762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ahahah-planned-to-meet-manda-at-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114727621841019851</id><published>2006-05-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:52:34.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you despicable creature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today i stayed at home in morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;til abt eleven thn i left for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today's so fucked up. before i left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school my fuckin dad just hadta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;call and spend soo long talking to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grandma. he said a huge load of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crap. he hadta spoil the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht a fucker. he made grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go to school to see praveena. god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knows wht they talked abt, i don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;care anymore. so reach school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at 1115. was so pissed i needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to talked to someone. wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look for mrs teo but she didnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come today so ended up talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to mrs christina tan. she's really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice. i took like half an hour to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walk home from school today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my place is like only 1km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away. wtf. im dreading home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so fucking much again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised tht all tht crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abt not having time to do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and tht were all excuses, how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cld you not have time whn you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;called from god knows where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are to set some ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fucked up rules. like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- you cant go anywhere but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school and home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- you must have my permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to go out now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- from now til i come back, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant go anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello?! like wht kinda crap is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht?! get a life you motherfucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i detest you, i have absolute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hatred for you now. im reliving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all those crazy days again. and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriously, its gettin too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive been trying and listening for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the past five months. i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thts more thn enough. if you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think its not good enough, thts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your problem. i dont give a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all tht running away thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are surfacing again. fuck. you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bastard, leave me alone. you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hardly even there so dont even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;try now. i've been really patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with you and your freakin stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ideas. im sick of it. now, i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;care anymore. i wna be who i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;used to be. and i will be. cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive given up on trying. the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'love' doesnt exists between you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and me anymore. ' i dont need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you like you dont need me' wasnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this wht you said five months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ago? well. lets keep to tht alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing you say now will mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anything to me. the rules you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;set, are just words. i dont give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a fuck abt it. so please just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shut the fuck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114727621841019851?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114727621841019851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114727621841019851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114727621841019851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114727621841019851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-despicable-creature-today-i-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114701220502554288</id><published>2006-05-07T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:52:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just wna scream it all out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at nine plus this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hurr, wht a time to get up on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sunday. thn went for mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;surprisingly, i didnt fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;probably cause the aircon was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like so fuckin cold. went to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;porridge from the church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;canteen, it didnt taste as good as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the previous time. went for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chi tuition aft tht. haha. i'm so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;proud of myself cause i went on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time today and i didnt cancel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tution (: ahaha. thn met charm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and lou at amk station. i thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was the latest but lou was later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muahahaha. went to toapayoh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to meet manda aw and jing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to orchard for a show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was jing's birthday! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watched aquamarine. ohman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think tht mermaid's hot. the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;show was quite comical (: aha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sth really funny happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first, we went to get tickets and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn we wanted to eat at some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bistro thingy in cine but jing saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a cockroach : so gross la. so we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ended up at tcc. ordered our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;food thn cinchbaby came (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. so we all sat there waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for our food and thn lou went,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lou: our show starts at 320!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;charm: wht time is it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lou: 320!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( thn everyone goes.. ahhhh! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we decided to cancel the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;order, but they alr started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cooking. so we were like uhoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn we asked if we cold like come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back ltr to eat. haha. we brought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our drinks inside the cinema &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though. by the time the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ended, it was alr 5. the food was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like so cold. ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, today was quite fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yayness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhoh, i shld start doing my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;work, been going out the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;week end. shikes. shall go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do work (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114701220502554288?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114701220502554288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114701220502554288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114701220502554288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114701220502554288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-wna-scream-it-all-out-woke-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114641155009464563</id><published>2006-04-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:39:10.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;this time, this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;misused, mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;too long, too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;who was i to make you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just in case there's just one left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;been faraway for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;stop breathing if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;on my knees, i'll ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;last chance for one last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause with you, i'd withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;all of hell to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'd give it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'd give for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;give anything but i won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;been faraway for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;stop breathing if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so faraway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;been faraway for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so faraway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;been faraway for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but you know, you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i wanted you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause i needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i needed to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i've loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and i forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;for being away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause i'm not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hold on to me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;baby i miss you alot. fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;you're grounded for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;its so stupid. she agreed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;let you out. why does things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;always turn out like this. hurr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;this sucks. i wna see you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;dear. i love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114572211855665143</id><published>2006-04-22T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:30:53.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yayness! : D today marks the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;six happiest month of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid life. woke up at seven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning cause the aircon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was so cold, my feet were so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;numb! thn managed to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another two hours of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn had chi tuition, so dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;la. chi tuiton early in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning's sucha turn off. hurr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft tht, baby said she'd drop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me off for piano.. which is like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the other end of singapore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tanah merah. aint she sweet? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had piano from 230 til abt 0500?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, thn off to far east to collect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something before meeting sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who came at like 0629. but its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay honey, i still love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to cream bistro for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we fag, ate and talked alot (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whee! baby gave me a ZIPPO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lighter! yayness : D ; i like alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn went window shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shikes. i hate window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like you get to see all the nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nice things and thn you dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get to buy it : aft trying on some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clothes at topshop, went to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yami yogurt. yummilicious ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took a train back. i realised its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mean a really really long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since we went home on a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah dear? ahahaha! today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went well (: off to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nights world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy sixth my precious! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks for all the fun and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've been giving me. although&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dont show it, i appreciate wht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you do darling. you tolerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;all my nonsensical tantrums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and you always try to put a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;smile on my face (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love you alotalotalot ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;GIBBONLOVESAPE! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;221005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114572211855665143?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114572211855665143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114572211855665143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114572211855665143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114572211855665143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yayness-d-today-marks-six-happiest.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114554166454092766</id><published>2006-04-20T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:01:04.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello earthlings (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had maths and geog today. shikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so gna fail. fuck. anyhows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enough abt studies. wht a topic to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;start of a post. haha! went on this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'becks topup fund' today (: didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have enough cash to get a top up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;card. so made up this fund. thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to all those who donated, even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though it was a few cents, it made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my day (: it was really sweet you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guys, thanks much dears. aunty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;elizabeth is so sweet ((: she bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and elee food today again. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think shes really cute and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall get sth nice for her : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to get the card and eat macs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with pokes and alicia aft school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slept aft tht! yayness (: had maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tuition :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i missed you so much and was really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward to seeing you aft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tuition, i guess i couldnt. i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like fighting with you, i just hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes you'd care more. ahh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shouldn't be insecured. i dont have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the right to. sometimes all tht &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insecurity just blinds everthing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess my day didnt really go tht well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwells. there's always tmr. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i must say, its starting to pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope it wont end terribly though (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114554166454092766?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114554166454092766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114554166454092766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114554166454092766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114554166454092766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-earthlings-had-maths-and-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114546091989709742</id><published>2006-04-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:35:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt go to school, felt so lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in to morning and i realised i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;missed the chi thingy. might as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well la, didnt study anws. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's like four tests this week :&lt;br /&gt;- chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm like so dead. my geog's tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i just got my textbook only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today. not die only la. and im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;online now. wow! im so gna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pass tmr :  and maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's like one whole chap tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tutor taught only on tues : so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;much for stuyding. i promised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;darling i'll study for all my tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm trying, but i hate it. studying's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sucha turn off. i'll continue trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and hopefully, i wont make kell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sad again (: i'll ask eliza for the lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thing, and maybe i'll pass (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to fast east with dearie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, ate the chicken rice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yayness! : D aft went to macs to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sit for awhile. we ended up playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some childhood games ((: so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;funny la! uhoh. i spent over fifty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bucks today. so dead la. im super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;broke! its okay, dont eat can lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weight! whee! im like so fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fat. hurr. im looking forward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sat. -smiles at you (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;221005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;beautiful memories tht will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;never be forgottern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i love you my precious (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114546091989709742?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114476732221321709</id><published>2006-04-11T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:57:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh man. i think this is gna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another terrible post. but anyhows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need to let it out. these days, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont know how or wht im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feeling. i feel horrible.  im just so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;numb to everything's tht's going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;around. im going home to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somewhere i just get to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the night. it means nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn that. it doesnt even feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home lotsa people wna have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both their parents, but sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it doesnt change anything if they're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;non-existent. you threaten me all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the time, saying you have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;power and authority to do things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you think you'd get respect by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doing tht, im telling you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting nothing outta me. you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guys can just go on longer holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just dont come back. it doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matter if you're at home a not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause to me, you guys dont matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anymore. you keep telling me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you want me to be better in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and tht. i think ive been doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quite well for the past few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but do you even give a damn? you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just keep asking for more. its so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;difficult to be who i want to be now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont wna try to be who you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me to be no more. its just killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've lost a huge part of me when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i decided to try to be better, hoping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht we'll get better. you knw wht,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont understand why i even thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we could. i forgot howta be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to have fun. i've been mundane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too mundane. im feeling so : i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even knw howta describe tht feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel so empty, i dont have anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in me anymore. i dont laugh as much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as i used to, my heart's so heavy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my head's always hanging down. im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really losing it. i think i need counselling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wna be who i used to be, i hate who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now. im sorry baby im not as fun as i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;used to be. im trying to find myself again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you help me with it okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i couln't tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why she felt that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she felt it everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i coudn't help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i just watched her make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the same mistakes again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;what's wrong, what's wrong now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;too many, too many problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;don't know where she belongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;where she belongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she wants to go home but nobody's home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that's where she lies broken inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;no place to go, no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to dry her eyes broken inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;open your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;look outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;find the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you've been rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and now you can't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;what you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;be strong, be strong now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;too many too many problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont know where she belongs, where she belongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;her feeling she hides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;her dream she can't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she's losing her mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she's fallen behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she can't find her place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she's losing her faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she's fallen from grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she's all over the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114476732221321709?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114476732221321709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114476732221321709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114476732221321709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114476732221321709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-man_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114468102327883666</id><published>2006-04-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:10:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know whts going on anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like everything's changing and we're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both fighting so often, i'm losing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;myself. you said you missed who i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;used to be? i missed who you used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be as well. when im insecure, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hoping you'd reassure me, you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im oversensitive. i miss the way you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;used to reassure me and hug me so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tight everytime you see me shed a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tear or im just having a silly insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moment. now, everything's different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know you're trying. i appreciate tht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but maybe it's not coming out the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right way. oh fuck. this is just wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114468102327883666?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114468102327883666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114468102327883666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114468102327883666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114468102327883666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-know-whts-going-on-anymore-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114432727007132836</id><published>2006-04-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:41:10.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing's been really happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lately. haha! school's so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know wht to post. but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy sixteenth eliza (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114432727007132836?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114432727007132836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114432727007132836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;get all you work done and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;she cant do anything (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114407171245757795?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114407171245757795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114407171245757795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114407171245757795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114407171245757795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/baby-you-can-do-it-alrights-get-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114396823592401306</id><published>2006-04-02T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:57:15.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU PATHETIC LITTLE FUCKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOSERISTIC? YOU'RE JUST A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BLOODY COWARD, FACE UP TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE THINGS YOU DO WILL YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOURE SUCHA DISGRACE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE, JUST DO EVERYONE A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FAVOUR AND JUST DISAPPEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you said they're your friend. do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;treat them as your friends? think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abt it. do they have the right to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hate you? i think they have a solid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reason to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114396823592401306?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114396823592401306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114396823592401306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114396823592401306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114396823592401306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-pathetic-little-fucker-why-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114373429136448010</id><published>2006-03-30T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:58:11.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning i was suppose to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get up at six. i did! but thn i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snoozed til abt sixfifteen. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;felt so tired, i cldnt open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my eyes again. msged baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to tell her i might not be able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to make it to school by six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fortyfive. realised tht she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;already up! wanted to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her at the busstop but she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was in school already! hmmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so got my dad to send me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yuai, abi and kell was at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the specs stand waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me. yayness! : D they're so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sweet. hahas! lessons werent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht bad today. sth happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during recess, it got a lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;outta hand. anyhows, im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really proud of kell (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-looks at her. hmmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;watched 'whale rider' or sth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during assembly. it wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht bad la! went to clementi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft school with yuai, kell and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abi to watch yuai's friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;play in a basketball competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although i didnt really got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht i was watching, it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alrights (: it was raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so heavily aft the match, walked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the way out trying to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a cab. its been a long time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since ive played in the rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was so fun! ohmygod!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby looked soooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gorgeous under the rain ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tutor came to pick us up cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most of us were really late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to study at macs with kell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft tuition. managed to copy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;half my lit. dearie helped me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with it. she's the best! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walked home aft and realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht i left my lit with darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tht means another early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waking tmr! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks baby for helping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;with my lit (: i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wna spend the rest of  my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;with you by my side for ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and ever. every lil thing tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you do, im so in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114373429136448010?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114373429136448010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114373429136448010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114373429136448010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114373429136448010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-morning-i-was-suppose-to-get-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114364288943217382</id><published>2006-03-29T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:36:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was alrights. recess was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was cinch's birthday today! we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were all trying to finish two small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cakes. it was really nice but it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too much! threw the remaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away in the end. hahas! had the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;review aft school (: it went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the fandn test was open book!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yayness! : D anyhows, we had a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good time talking in the canteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft fandn. kell was so funny (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love my girl loads! there were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like two annoying people there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as well. i didnt fall asleep during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tuition today! i paid attention too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-smiles at kell. hahas! thn gillian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was listeing to the few of us bitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abt some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;egoistic piece of shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my! heard so much from -!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really really retarded. listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;euge!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you think you're hot, you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you think everybody shld like you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell me which part of you is worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;them liking? its just a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to get people to notice you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause you're like so annoying, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wld wna turn and look at you except&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her? but she looks at everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways. so tht doesnt make you any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;different. those tht turn and look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they just wna see wht kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loseristic way you've come out with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again to gain attention. they turn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;away laughing hard at you. you dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;realise dont you? you think they all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;find you pretty and all. like PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who wld? i know! only tht slut. but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's all. so dont try anymore, cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its not working, and it will never start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;working. to the other slut you always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hang out with.. the one who also thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone's on your side. do you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're still in dreamland?! wake up la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stop trying to turn everyone against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their friends cause you yourself are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scared that one day, your friends will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;find out the kinda person you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which seriously, is irking everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you think tht you'll be able to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;behind tht pathetic facade of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever? you cant, and you wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and stop being so fucking childish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spreading rumours and bitching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abt my girlfriend. will you just look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at yourself in the mirror? you'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;realise tht youre nothing at all. but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you still think tht being superficial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would get everyone on your side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know wht to say abt you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it wont get you anywhere, cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sooner or ltr, everyone's gna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht you're like. and by thn, no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how much you wna take back wht you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;said or did. you'd be left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;noone wld pity you. just curl your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loser self and go away. stop making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone so confused and angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's the only thing tht you're good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and wld be good at. we will all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stand so much higher looking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and laughing at you when tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day comes. so loser, go have your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time with euge and leave everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;else alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. im done with tht part of my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;post. i miss my darling ape alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont have trng on fri. i promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we'll hang out alrights? we'll go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bugis to see your bag yuppyupp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and again, i love you truck loads (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy fifteenth birthday my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;darling cinch! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need you like water like breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;like rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need you like mercy from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heaven's gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there's a freedom in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that carries me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114364288943217382?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114364288943217382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114364288943217382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114364288943217382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114364288943217382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-was-alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114346745358066354</id><published>2006-03-27T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:52:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crashed and burned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. today was sucha bad day.&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning&lt;br /&gt;not being able to open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;during recess had a huge huge&lt;br /&gt;fight with kell. because of some&lt;br /&gt;fucker, we fought so bad ):&lt;br /&gt;listen you bitch, you fucking&lt;br /&gt;poser, stop making my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;pissed off alright! its so fucking&lt;br /&gt;annoying. and because of tht&lt;br /&gt;we kinda got violent. baby im&lt;br /&gt;sorry i slapped you. and im&lt;br /&gt;sorry i walked away. i lost my&lt;br /&gt;precious for a short period&lt;br /&gt;today. i realised how much she&lt;br /&gt;meant to me. without her, im&lt;br /&gt;lost and falling apart. she's&lt;br /&gt;everything to me. darling, we'll&lt;br /&gt;start all over again alrights?&lt;br /&gt;-hugs you tight. the words and&lt;br /&gt;things i did today.. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;tht was mostly the bad things&lt;br /&gt;tht happened today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby for the sweets.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yuai, loo, jessalynn, abichang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;abitan, christine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kell (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks for the super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet message on the board.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys alot! baby,&lt;br /&gt;you mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i knew i loved you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i met you. baby, i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i've loved you all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114346745358066354?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114346745358066354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114346745358066354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114346745358066354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114346745358066354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/03/crashed-and-burned.html' title='crashed and burned'/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114338564078109528</id><published>2006-03-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:07:20.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at NINE this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wht a time to get up on a sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning ): hadta go to janice's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;house in boon lay. gosh. its was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sooooooo far okay. was suppose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to meet na at 930 but woke up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only at 9! hmmms. changed it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to ten. we were suppose to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some funny politics thingy for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chinese i think. we had to dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like politicians. and i looked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;intellectual for once! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we filmed it at the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun was so very hot.  we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finished all our videos and thn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i met kell : D hahas! we ended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;up in the library for awhile and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thn cabbed back cause i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;late! hurr. i was so tired and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all my mum could do was being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unreasonable. stupid! anyhows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss my darling ape alot cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw her for a short while only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr's school again, dont like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wna be by your side in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything tht you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if there's only one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you can believe is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i live my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114338564078109528?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114338564078109528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867285&amp;postID=114338564078109528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114338564078109528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867285/posts/default/114338564078109528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com/2006/03/woke-up-at-nine-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Until then, let me keep running</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093773921577937053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114330116307698235</id><published>2006-03-25T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:39:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at nine plus this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas! baby woke up earlier thn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me today. hmmms. thn went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thomson plaza to meet kell and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suwen and shuwen came awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;realised they're quite nice people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all have sth in common! -winks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmms. accidentaly dropped kell's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;phone into the toilet, im really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really sorry darling. i'll get it repaired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went for dinner aft mass with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;charm, lingjing, louisa, serene, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;manda aw to celebrate cinch's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;birthday! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday cinch baby! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i love tht girl to bits man. it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;super funny in swensons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we heard this song and thn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;charm and i started laughing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause we remembered sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-looks at charm (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas! came home and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really really miss my darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alotalotalot. my mum thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need more sleep cause i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nodding off to dreamland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;during mass, so i guess i gotta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleep soon. HAHAHAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CINCH BABY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wna stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wna bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wna lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867285-114330116307698235?l=sweetsensationn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114321586949181807</id><published>2006-03-24T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:40:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas! today was quite fun la. as usual&lt;br /&gt;had two hours of free period in the&lt;br /&gt;morning thn to recess. heard tht there&lt;br /&gt;was someone in school tht looked liked&lt;br /&gt;me. hmmms. but she doesn't wht! but&lt;br /&gt;it was quite funny. stupid praveena&lt;br /&gt;didnt let me leave at two with yuai and&lt;br /&gt;abby cause she claimed tht i didnt ask&lt;br /&gt;her, stupid poopoo ): i dont like her!&lt;br /&gt;and she said she couldnt stand us going&lt;br /&gt;to the water cooler so often. hurr :&lt;br /&gt;rushed down aft school to delta for&lt;br /&gt;hockey finals. well done dears! sng beat&lt;br /&gt;cresent at penalty shots ((: went home to&lt;br /&gt;change and went to orchard with darling kell (:&lt;br /&gt;its been a long long time since we had&lt;br /&gt;friday nights out. sorry baby you had&lt;br /&gt;to wait so long. anyhows, its was really&lt;br /&gt;fun. met manda after tht. aye! rmb tht&lt;br /&gt;your friend's fat and mean okay?&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT! : D hmmms. kell sent me&lt;br /&gt;home, thanks sweets (:&lt;br /&gt;we'll drink soon yupp! i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my baby's all i need to keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;going through anything tht &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comes my way. she's my sunshine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after the rain. she's all i want (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867285.post-114208506945775511</id><published>2006-03-11T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:41:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loseristic idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/1600/CIMG0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1744/2471/320/CIMG0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sorry for being a failure.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby loads. i used&lt;br /&gt;to be sure whn you said&lt;br /&gt;' baby you make me happy '&lt;br /&gt;now i think im adding to your&lt;br /&gt;stress and anger. and you're&lt;br /&gt;saying tht just to seem normal&lt;br /&gt;its been almost three months&lt;br /&gt;sinceive seen her happy. im just&lt;br /&gt;a fucking failure who doesnt&lt;br /&gt;deserve sucha sweet, perfect&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend like her. we've&lt;br /&gt;been fighting alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;all tht tension and short&lt;br /&gt;tempers. im at fault for not&lt;br /&gt;being able to understand the&lt;br /&gt;sadness she's going through.&lt;br /&gt;all tht i cld think of is just&lt;br /&gt;thinking of playing with her.&lt;br /&gt;maybe tht imaturity has&lt;br /&gt;caused a drift between us.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry darling for being&lt;br /&gt;a total idiot. you may think&lt;br /&gt;i dont care about you, i do.&lt;br /&gt;i love you alot. but maybe&lt;br /&gt;i just dont show it enough.&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you'd be happier&lt;br /&gt;with someone else. i'll do&lt;br /&gt;anything just to see tht&lt;br /&gt;smile back on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whts wrong with me. ive&lt;br /&gt;been looking at my phone&lt;br /&gt;every few seconds just to&lt;br /&gt;see if you've replied. face&lt;br /&gt;it becks, youre a failure!&lt;br /&gt;why wld someone even&lt;br /&gt;notice you. it might be&lt;br /&gt;too late to take back wht&lt;br /&gt;i've said yeahs? im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are my sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my only sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whn skies are grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you never knw dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how much i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please dont take my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunshine away.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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