<?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-11305258</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:08:24.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walkin awayy-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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>408</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11305258.post-115626188064729376</id><published>2006-08-23T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:51:20.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:88%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;im screwing up my sleeping timings again. =X&lt;br /&gt;think im suffocating underneath my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;arghs. damn. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;screwyscrewy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:88%;"&gt;let the rain fall down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115626188064729376?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115626188064729376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115626188064729376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115626188064729376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115626188064729376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-screwing-up-my-sleeping-timings.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115616311017722235</id><published>2006-08-21T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:55:39.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED TO PROCLAIM.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MONDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;no, my monday wasnt THAT horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i just HATE HATE HATE monday.&lt;br /&gt;n school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i desprately need a ear piece. anybody has a well working one to spare?&lt;br /&gt;and also in desprate NEED of a chem text. lost it within less than ONE month of my 2nd one i bought this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115616311017722235?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115616311017722235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115616311017722235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115616311017722235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115616311017722235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-need-to-proclaim.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115608028737195947</id><published>2006-08-20T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:20:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you make me feel out of my element&lt;br /&gt;like i'm walkin' on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;like my worlds spinnin' in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;and you're movin' too fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were you right, was i wrong&lt;br /&gt;were you weak, was i strong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;both of us broken&lt;br /&gt;caught in the moment&lt;br /&gt;we lived and we loved&lt;br /&gt;and we hurt and we joked, yeah&lt;br /&gt;but the planets all aligned&lt;br /&gt;when you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and just like that&lt;br /&gt;the chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;the chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel out of my element&lt;br /&gt;like i'm drifting out to the sea&lt;br /&gt;like the tides pullin' me in deeper&lt;br /&gt;makin' it harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaleidoscope of colors&lt;br /&gt;turning hopes on fire, sun is burning&lt;br /&gt;shining down on both of us&lt;br /&gt;don’t let us lose it (don’t let us lose it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were you right, was i wrong&lt;br /&gt;were you weak, was i strong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;both of us broken&lt;br /&gt;caught in the moment&lt;br /&gt;we lived and we loved&lt;br /&gt;and we hurt and we joked, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lived&lt;br /&gt;we loved&lt;br /&gt;we hurt&lt;br /&gt;we joked&lt;br /&gt;we're right&lt;br /&gt;we're wrong&lt;br /&gt;we're weak&lt;br /&gt;we're strong&lt;br /&gt;we lived to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the planets all aligned&lt;br /&gt;when you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and just like that&lt;br /&gt;watch the chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;and just like that&lt;br /&gt;the chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-CHEMICALS REACT; ALY N AJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/11305258-115608028737195947?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115608028737195947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115608028737195947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115608028737195947'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115599562046182879?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115599562046182879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115599562046182879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115599562046182879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115599562046182879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogging-is-losing-its-appeal.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115598654859281644</id><published>2006-08-19T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:22:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>x country. =)&lt;br /&gt;shall blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115598654859281644?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115598654859281644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115598654859281644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115574249850631811?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115574249850631811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115574249850631811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115574249850631811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115574249850631811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/spent-night-watching-evangelion-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115573369326131854</id><published>2006-08-16T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:08:13.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its where we go downhill again.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just me.&lt;br /&gt;playing worse &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n worse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n worse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ermerm. really &lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt; u kena-ed frm him instead. =X&lt;br /&gt;somehow, this aint the only thing going downhill ehs.&lt;br /&gt;im going down.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#000000;"&gt;lets see how long i can cling on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;cheerios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115573369326131854?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115573369326131854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115573369326131854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115573369326131854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115573369326131854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-where-we-go-downhill-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115564892416647797</id><published>2006-08-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:39:30.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>esplanade lib.&lt;br /&gt;marina.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep kena-ing frm tchers todae. for &lt;strike&gt;fake&lt;/strike&gt; mc, belt, socks.&lt;br /&gt;eng was fun.&lt;br /&gt;lunched at pp.&lt;br /&gt;just realised how much i travelled today.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;came home n my dad had a go at me.&lt;br /&gt;chems tmr n i really cant be bothered with this one.&lt;br /&gt;my brain seems to have had an emergency shut down.&lt;br /&gt;out of things to write.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;squeal squeal squeal!&lt;br /&gt;think thou think thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#000000;"&gt;the intricate layers of lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115564892416647797?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115564892416647797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115564892416647797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115564892416647797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115564892416647797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/esplanade-lib.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115557125120688982</id><published>2006-08-14T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:00:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GIVE UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115557125120688982?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115557125120688982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>oohno.ohhell.ahcrap.&lt;br /&gt;the queen's back.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;difference&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my ear piece's seems to have go bust. =X did i blast it too loud? cant be.&lt;br /&gt;my flower vase in my room is in ruins. &lt;em&gt;partly&lt;/em&gt; shattered. curtains powered by winds caused it. along with it went the poor little &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt;-cute&lt;/em&gt; bumble bee. currently still hanging arnd without a leg n wing. but i either refuse to chunk them into the bin, or simply m too lazy. oh. just realised the bee is only left with HALF a leg. poor dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;let she who-keeps-ruins crumble. woots.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;amaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;joyOHjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115555893273088393?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115555893273088393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115555893273088393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115555893273088393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115555893273088393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/oohno.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115548128404308564</id><published>2006-08-13T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:01:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets run awayyy. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115548128404308564?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115548128404308564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115548128404308564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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need him?! arghs.&lt;br /&gt;even so, im still watch POT online. =X&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell m i doinggggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115539596016399790?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115539596016399790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115539596016399790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115539596016399790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115539596016399790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115521568653380990</id><published>2006-08-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:14:46.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>high noon, till sunset, till sunrise, till sunset.&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE FINALLY DONE.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really do much for my part anw.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;the night was funfun, other than it being too cold, hard n squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;im somehow not exactly dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;WAS dead just now.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;I DUN WANNA GO SCH TMRRR.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11305258.post-115514690908813379</id><published>2006-08-10T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:18:18.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahas&lt;br /&gt;its 2am&lt;br /&gt;decided to make our presence better felt by staying over.&lt;br /&gt;all of us are dying here&lt;br /&gt;everyones dead&lt;br /&gt;n geogy isnt doneeeee.&lt;br /&gt;wthhhh.&lt;br /&gt;not like we didnt try anw. &lt;br /&gt;two comps.&lt;br /&gt;5 retards. (ok, make it 4, im not. =)))&lt;br /&gt;n theres still trng tmr&lt;br /&gt;xinxuan&lt;br /&gt;stop tou kanning n stop talking to urself.&lt;br /&gt;zibi de.&lt;br /&gt;brain's dead&lt;br /&gt;wad a way to spend the NATIONS birthday&lt;br /&gt;i give up blogging&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. im strangely not tired&lt;br /&gt;just dead&lt;br /&gt;contradicts&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;cranky-ness&lt;br /&gt;this is pekchek-ing&lt;br /&gt;back hurts&lt;br /&gt;blast music into my own ear&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115514690908813379?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115514690908813379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115514690908813379' 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/&gt;towns N seven11s are screwyscrewy too.&lt;br /&gt;x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ohfuck.killme. oh n u win.CONGRATS!!its in ur hands now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is where i dun belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115505113968767318?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115505113968767318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115505113968767318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115505113968767318'/><link rel='self' 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to pretend to care! &lt;br /&gt;i disappear.&lt;br /&gt;i keep silent.&lt;br /&gt;im harmful eh. &lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115505069707449474?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115505069707449474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115505069707449474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115505069707449474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115505069707449474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115496082865000957</id><published>2006-08-07T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:27:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it haunts me just as much alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115496082865000957?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115496082865000957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ANY &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICE N KIND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;SOUL WANTS TO VOLUNTEER TO DO ME LAYOUT N COLOURING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115495995876011743?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115495995876011743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115495995876011743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115495995876011743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115495995876011743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/any-nice-n-kind-soul-wants-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115488163655785201</id><published>2006-08-07T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:28:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YES its a new blogskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YES i know there is something wrong with all the colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;REALISE its late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;IM SCREWED for the CAs tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES i shall go off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DAMNS im tiredd. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(big fonts. =)) hahas. shall spare everybody the trouble of squirming their eyes for the sake of my tinie weenie wordings, for the NIGHT that is. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;TOODLES! =)&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/11305258-115488163655785201?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115488163655785201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115488163655785201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115488163655785201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115488163655785201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/yes-its-new-blogskin-yes-i-know-there.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115487469444770374</id><published>2006-08-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:31:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It's not just a river in Egypt, it's a freakin' ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?&lt;br /&gt;Dr Meredith Grey. Grey's Anatomy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115487469444770374?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115487469444770374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115487469444770374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115487469444770374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115487469444770374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes-reality-has-way-of-sneaking.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115486716254970602</id><published>2006-08-06T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:39:54.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;at &lt;strike&gt;100miles/hr&lt;/strike&gt; 50km per hour,&lt;br /&gt;if only i &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; crash n die.&lt;br /&gt;when i yearned those cars would come closer than those mere misses,&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;em&gt; thy &lt;/em&gt;every turn at the junctures,&lt;br /&gt;led to dead-end.&lt;br /&gt;guess im really wrong eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that came out of a innocent cycling trip, where i cycled blindly, almost got knocked several times n got lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bring home tys again!! arghs. n im seriously nowhere ahead as of today n 3 days ago, next to &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;(for the tests tmr &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the prospect of this week isnt that bad though. somehow, thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;singapores bdae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(thought i ought to be more patriotic.XD )&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/11305258-115486716254970602?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115486716254970602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115486716254970602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115486716254970602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115486716254970602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-100mileshr-50km-per-hour-if-only-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115470540002109883</id><published>2006-08-04T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:30:00.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a new day to begin.&lt;br /&gt;n the end of this day.&lt;br /&gt;cant stand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115470540002109883?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115470540002109883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115470540002109883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115470540002109883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115470540002109883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-need-new-day-to-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115444295730770032</id><published>2006-08-01T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:35:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its that point of the term where i just &lt;em&gt;wanna&lt;/em&gt; pon sch every single day, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115444295730770032?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115444295730770032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115444295730770032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115444295730770032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115444295730770032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-that-point-of-term-where-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115426359898737103</id><published>2006-07-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:02:18.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got chased out of the library again todae.&lt;br /&gt;forth time now! (like its somethin to be proud off =X )&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;same sunday of 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;slacked around again. but i know somehow next week will be diff.&lt;br /&gt;OHNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Daylight on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;You kept me standing in your shadow&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a cold cold place to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m running away from this messed up place&lt;br /&gt;I’m breaking free, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of staring at the sun&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stand the way you put my eyes so I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;Stealing every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;You push me into overdrive&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need this kind of light coz now I’m done&lt;br /&gt;You took everything while I was staring at the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-staring at the sun; rooster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if my words do creat such impacts. i think i'd rather shut up. im sorry for being such an ass. but i do need to stop hurting u, &lt;strong&gt;unintentionally.&lt;/strong&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/11305258-115426359898737103?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115426359898737103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115426359898737103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115426359898737103'/><link rel='self' 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-11305258.post-115417936114219217</id><published>2006-07-29T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:10:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;CIP at bukit gombak&lt;br /&gt;scorching sun&lt;br /&gt;then rained donkeys and gorillas&lt;br /&gt;ponchos n floods&lt;br /&gt;hill n looong mrt rides&lt;br /&gt;orchard n bag hunting.&lt;br /&gt;walked n walked SOMEMORE.&lt;br /&gt;homed and tuition.&lt;br /&gt;rain water n me dun go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;headache n me comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SHAGGED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;of hate n angst.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115417936114219217?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115417936114219217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115417936114219217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115417936114219217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115417936114219217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/cip-at-bukit-gombak-scorching-sun-then.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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YOUmadeMEthePERFECT&lt;strong&gt;FOOL&lt;/strong&gt;.THANKYOU.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115408712443838449?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115408712443838449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115408712443838449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115408712443838449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115408712443838449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115392500790951440</id><published>2006-07-26T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:51:38.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;boos.&lt;br /&gt;long-ated day. sch was slack.&lt;br /&gt;EAST COAST PARK, stupid geog. stupid-ER GAYS. woooots. =)))&lt;br /&gt;trng at sch. trng at tp. was super PEKCHEK and soakeddd. =X&lt;br /&gt;finally got homeSWEEThome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHAHAS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I DONT WANNA GO TO SCHOOL!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kicks.whines.groans.screams.AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115392500790951440?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115392500790951440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115392500790951440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115392500790951440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115392500790951440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/boos.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115374265162619685</id><published>2006-07-24T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:11:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;wahhaas. this is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;chink oral was screwed to the MAX.&lt;br /&gt;forgive me. i think im high due to the excess coffee i forced down my throat, ahem, partially due to dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i played damn suckily during trng today.&lt;br /&gt;came home n went all screwy with my mommy again.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;i need to start GEOGging SOON.&lt;br /&gt;results are my bid for freedom AND cash after all. so i think ive gotta at least scrap a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. i passed chink oral. but by sympathy points.&lt;br /&gt;hurs.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;[took out pw. took out whatever i wanted too. getting lazy. =X]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115374265162619685?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115374265162619685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115374265162619685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115374265162619685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115374265162619685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/wahhaas.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115366300745379835</id><published>2006-07-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:56:47.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up EARLY today, but fell partially back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;went for breakfast, spent hell loads of my mom's money randomly n she being the nice ahem atm paid for everything. im feel bad. bleahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;ok then. supposedly went to study at the library, switched location to far far north. uber amusing. was with my fren, my frens fren, n my frens frens fren.&lt;br /&gt;it was just, nice. then frens,frens,fren drove me home. almost puked. wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;came home n got skewered by mommy. =X&lt;br /&gt;but awells.&lt;br /&gt;geog seems to be beyond point of salvation now.&lt;br /&gt;OH. n so does CHINK ORAL.&lt;br /&gt;wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;hell.i dun wanna go back to school tmr.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i guess. its the point of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115366300745379835?l=alone--.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-11305258.post-115350034340131504</id><published>2006-07-22T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:32:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;god.ihateschool. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, other than that, omFg. the battle of the bands. -wooots!&lt;br /&gt;too tired to go into details.&lt;br /&gt;btw, congrats cam n BELL!! =)) plus the rest of the band.&lt;br /&gt;got lost with cheryl AGAIN! +wj this time. went all the way to clementi, where the macs green tea tasted like HEAVEN. &lt;em&gt;though its brand was also the heaven n earth tea. =X &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have trng in EIGHT hours time. tmr wake up confirm &lt;em&gt;zhao xia&lt;/em&gt;. but its worth it i guess. hehhs. ohoh. n when i got out of the mrt just now, i realised, i was actually on the last train home. otherwise i would have been like stranded! wahhas. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving mep concert a miss tomorrow. adrenaline level running low, n i doubt it would last till tmr. anyone wants my ticket? free also can. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thanks for the burger even if i didnt really eat it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;underline&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SWOOOOONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115350034340131504?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115350034340131504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115350034340131504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115350034340131504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115350034340131504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/god.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115331757185452449</id><published>2006-07-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:04:15.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:87%;"&gt;Far away, I feel your beating heart&lt;br /&gt;All alone, beneath the crystal stars&lt;br /&gt;Staring into space, what a lonely face&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find my place with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;On this beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;We'll make everything right&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful love, my beautiful love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larger than the moon, my love for you&lt;br /&gt;Worlds collide as heaven pulls us through&lt;br /&gt;The secret of the world is written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;I'm carrying your heart in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;On this beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;We'll make everything right&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a greater thing will happen&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all will see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our love will catch like fire&lt;br /&gt;As it burns through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;On this beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;We'll make everything right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-beautiful love; the afters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very old song. but awells. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115331757185452449?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115331757185452449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115331757185452449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115331757185452449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115331757185452449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/far-away-i-feel-your-beating-heart-all.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115331274526629229</id><published>2006-07-19T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:39:05.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y am i such a idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115331274526629229?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115331274526629229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115331274526629229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115331274526629229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115331274526629229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/y-am-i-such-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115306114425770008</id><published>2006-07-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:06:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghs&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone studying chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and yet some more lies. helpppp.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115306114425770008?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115306114425770008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115306114425770008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115306114425770008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115306114425770008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghs-why-is-everyone-studying-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115305818977824506</id><published>2006-07-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:56:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres no time for us&lt;br /&gt;theres no place for us&lt;br /&gt;what is this thing that builds our dreams, &lt;br /&gt;yet slips away from us&lt;br /&gt;who wants to live forever.&lt;br /&gt;-who wants to live forever;  breaking benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to put something up for this dying blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115305818977824506?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115305818977824506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115305818977824506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115305818977824506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115305818977824506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-no-time-for-us-theres-no-place.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115279973487127847</id><published>2006-07-13T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:08:54.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>;like it matters anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinkin of opening my blog again. soon i guess. but i have to filter off some posts first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laladeedeedummm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115279973487127847?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115279973487127847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115279973487127847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115279973487127847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115279973487127847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-it-matters-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115271333513088695</id><published>2006-07-12T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:08:55.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i need to get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;; this nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to be kidding myself.&lt;br /&gt;impossible is SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i await miracles too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115271333513088695?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115271333513088695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115271333513088695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115271333513088695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115271333513088695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-to-get-out-of-this-place-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115262525371971967</id><published>2006-07-11T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:40:53.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;maybe one day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i'll be able to convince myself that all these HAHAS are actually genuine.&lt;/strike&gt; AHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;the beatiful disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115262525371971967?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115262525371971967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115262525371971967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115262525371971967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115262525371971967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/maybe-one-day-ill-be-able-to-convince.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115253730095171037</id><published>2006-07-10T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:15:00.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. &lt;br /&gt;that was impactful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwyscrewy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115253730095171037?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115253730095171037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115253730095171037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115253730095171037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115253730095171037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115246337914305789</id><published>2006-07-10T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:42:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps, they were the numerous disappointments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there gonna be a change for the better?&lt;br /&gt;cos this waiting aint helping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115246337914305789?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115246337914305789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115246337914305789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115246337914305789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115246337914305789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/perhaps-they-were-numerous.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115244934368176399</id><published>2006-07-09T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:49:03.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-SCREAMS.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115244934368176399?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115244934368176399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115244934368176399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115244934368176399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115244934368176399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/screams.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115244899277284931</id><published>2006-07-09T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:47:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh. despite wadevers left of my earth that i crashed,&lt;br /&gt;i saw some glimmer of humanity today. =))&lt;br /&gt;was on the train, standing until my legs felt like dying,ok, thats not the point, besides that, some old couple walked in, n stood there with huge plastic bags. i was like n no ones giving up their seats?! n someone did soon after. as in like, u see the joy on the faces of the old couple was like, =))) n the guys who gave up their seat was not say some nerd or anythin. rather cute acutally(only one of them though).&lt;br /&gt;then was on the way home, cos it was raining, this old lady slipped n feel, ahem, rather ungracefully. then the ahmas beside her couldnt carry her up for some funny reason, so this 2 guys infront like hurried up to them n helped her up. woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i duno y. but its just, out of the cruelty of everything happening arnd, its just nice to see such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now. back to my own cold harsh world.&lt;br /&gt;-stabs stabs STABS!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;n then i die. woots. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ive got no right to feel ehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;damnit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115244899277284931?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115244899277284931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115244899277284931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115244899277284931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115244899277284931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/ooh.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115236619848945757</id><published>2006-07-08T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T21:56:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think its nice to be a shadow. &lt;br /&gt;simple n dark&lt;br /&gt;comes, goes n changes as it likes&lt;br /&gt;void of emotions&lt;br /&gt;doesnt even have a need for a happiness nor love.&lt;br /&gt;can neither be destroyed n broken.&lt;br /&gt;silent n undemanding&lt;br /&gt;feels no pain&lt;br /&gt;sheds no tears&lt;br /&gt;n just simply there.&lt;br /&gt;away frm all the hate and insanity&lt;br /&gt;desolated frm the lies n false facades &lt;br /&gt;no wishes no desires.&lt;br /&gt;no hopes n dreams.&lt;br /&gt;neither past nor future.&lt;br /&gt;without memories and nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;save frm the cruelty of this earth&lt;br /&gt;that serene n placid thingy.&lt;br /&gt;fascinating. &lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115236619848945757?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115236619848945757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115236619848945757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115236619848945757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115236619848945757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-its-nice-to-be-shadow.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115219517593931063</id><published>2006-07-06T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:12:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the guilt's killing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115219517593931063?l=alone--.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-11305258.post-115202100330620862</id><published>2006-07-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:50:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogs dead&lt;br /&gt;but im too lazy to blog&lt;br /&gt;hate sch&lt;br /&gt;gahhhs. &lt;br /&gt;taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115202100330620862?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115202100330620862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115202100330620862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;stupidstupiddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;wads this sense of fear? &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unprepared-ness&lt;br /&gt;somebody shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115124665012383910?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115124665012383910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115124665012383910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115124665012383910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115124665012383910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/arghhhhhs-i-dun-want-to-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115090997856526173</id><published>2006-06-22T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:12:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly feel like blogging&lt;br /&gt;or changing my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;somethings wrong with the night.&lt;br /&gt;n i lost my mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;whee. &lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115090997856526173?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115090997856526173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115090997856526173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115090997856526173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115090997856526173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-suddenly-feel-like-blogging-or.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115073407560267628</id><published>2006-06-20T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:21:15.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im drunk on mosquito repellent. almost fell down the stairs just now. =X wahahas. &lt;br /&gt;koooty. hehhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. (or rather, later today) &lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115073407560267628?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115073407560267628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115073407560267628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115073407560267628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115073407560267628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-im-drunk-on-mosquito-repellent_20.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115064831116240441</id><published>2006-06-19T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:42:41.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was reading thru a joint blog of my,oli,n shil. gosh. we sounded SO childish n ahem TWITTY. n DAMN I MISS THEM! =))&lt;br /&gt;then i was reading thru some of my archieves. how, embarrasing. absolutely koot-ifying. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit. 1237]&lt;br /&gt;i think i change my mind. only the march+++ posts were embarrassing. the later months arent &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;bad. =X&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shld shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115064831116240441?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115064831116240441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115064831116240441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115064831116240441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115064831116240441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-reading-thru-joint-blog-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115038250423715556</id><published>2006-06-15T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:41:44.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im rather stupidly trng my hols away again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i think im losing my mind. &lt;br /&gt;whee. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115038250423715556?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115038250423715556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115038250423715556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115038250423715556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115038250423715556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-im-rather-stupidly-trng-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-115012485752824063</id><published>2006-06-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:07:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;no words can express how sorry im.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-115012485752824063?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/115012485752824063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=115012485752824063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115012485752824063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/115012485752824063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-words-can-express-how-sorry-im.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114994578320000653</id><published>2006-06-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:23:03.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;days seem to be passing with a growing LACK of exhirlation. hols have been passing alright and fun enough. but its getting rather tiring. ok, maybe this is just frm a tired me aft spending 2 whole days in aviva and watching the stupid world cup last night for fun. and amongst all the slacking, there always has to be a constant nagging at the back of my mind to &lt;strike&gt;study&lt;/strike&gt; and horrifyingly, &lt;strike&gt;that schs gonna open. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood is swinging like nothing todae.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, then let me fall again. im tired of flying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Cause everyobody tries to put some love on the line&lt;br /&gt;And everybody feels a broken heart sometimes&lt;br /&gt;And even when i'm scared i have to try to fly&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i fall&lt;br /&gt;But ive seen it done before&lt;br /&gt;I got to step outside these walls&lt;br /&gt;I've got no master plan to help me out&lt;br /&gt;Or make me stand up for&lt;br /&gt;All the things i really want&lt;br /&gt;You had me to afraid to ask&lt;br /&gt;And as i look ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;Cry and pray for sanity&lt;br /&gt;These walls can't be my haven&lt;br /&gt;These walls can't keep me safe here&lt;br /&gt;Now i guess i got to let them down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these walls; teddy geiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114994578320000653?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114994578320000653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114994578320000653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114994578320000653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114994578320000653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/days-seem-to-be-passing-with-growing.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114991290016664957</id><published>2006-06-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T12:15:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;came home half hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;heading out again.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114991290016664957?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114991290016664957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114991290016664957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114991290016664957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114991290016664957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114969595915387786</id><published>2006-06-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:59:19.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. &lt;br /&gt;i feel super haunted. &lt;br /&gt;shall blog abt it in BROAD DAYLIGHT instead. &lt;br /&gt;i think im going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;-screams-&lt;br /&gt;this is a paragraph of wads haunting me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tune is strangely gripping, and the lyrics capture an odd longing for death. The sad and monotonous song easily entices one into feeling depressed. It's Gloomy Sunday - the Hungarian "suicide anthem". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really shldnt have looked for it.&lt;br /&gt;curiousity kills the cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114969595915387786?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114969595915387786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114969595915387786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114969595915387786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114969595915387786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114960072124960586</id><published>2006-06-06T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:32:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fumbling his confidence&lt;br /&gt;And wondering why the world has passed him by&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments&lt;br /&gt;And failed attempts to fly, fly&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about Providence&lt;br /&gt;And whether mice or men have second tries&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're bent and broken, broken&lt;br /&gt;We want more than this world's got to offer&lt;br /&gt;We want more than the wars of our fathers&lt;br /&gt;And everything inside screams for second life, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-meant to live; switchfoot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114960072124960586?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114960072124960586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114960072124960586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114960072124960586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114960072124960586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/fumbling-his-confidence-and-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114926103385989468</id><published>2006-06-02T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:10:33.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i just cant get what transpired over the last 3 days out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;the lingering guilt. =X&lt;/strike&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/11305258-114926103385989468?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114926103385989468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114926103385989468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114926103385989468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114926103385989468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-cant-get-what-transpired-over.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114925432924990383</id><published>2006-06-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:27:49.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realised its been decades since i updated. or at least posted wad i typed. everything i typed lately has all been dumped in the &lt;em&gt;drafts&lt;/em&gt; section. awells i got nothing to say here. one week into the hols. ive went from right on the top deck, till sunken.&lt;br /&gt;hrms. virgin jaywalker! looks like we either sink together or take turns to sink eh? im damn sick of sinking in the damned sea water.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shall stop here. no intention abt blogging abt the week. so happie missing me ppl. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;im so that-banned-word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#999999;"&gt;my hands and knees are bruised n im crawling back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#999999;"&gt;begging for the 2nd chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#999999;"&gt;are u gonna let me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#999999;"&gt;i was running from the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[919pm]oh. i forgot to add. no trng tmr. =)) gosh. footwork+drills nowdays sucks. and im super sick of organising that stupid bbq (sry snrs!). got 3 days to salvage it. n thankgod sherms back. i miss my dear old capt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114925432924990383?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114925432924990383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114925432924990383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114925432924990383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114925432924990383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/06/realised-its-been-decades-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114848112773827389</id><published>2006-05-24T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:32:07.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:75%;"&gt;i GIVE UP trying alright.&lt;br /&gt;on somethin thus hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dread n hate. -curses-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114848112773827389?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114848112773827389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114848112773827389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114848112773827389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114848112773827389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-give-up-trying-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114847601077703000</id><published>2006-05-24T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:06:50.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i juz finished packing my room.&lt;br /&gt;i came home today and was horrified to see the state of mess. so the &lt;em&gt;ahem neat n tidy me &lt;/em&gt;decided to clean up. =) think my maid will get a shock tmr. hehhs.&lt;br /&gt;damn tireddddddd now. trng was tiring plus i was in a damnnn blurrrr state. =X but was rather fun. chels n her stupid fishy song make me canot do my pushups! oh. n i really cant play singles for NUTS. almost die-d. stupiddddiie.&lt;br /&gt;other than trng, the rest of the day was crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2days.. TAHANNNNNtahan.&lt;br /&gt;screw schooollll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;eightdays.&lt;br /&gt;hopeisurvive. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114847601077703000?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114847601077703000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114847601077703000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114847601077703000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114847601077703000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114806172946600033</id><published>2006-05-20T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:21:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 143am. i just got home and bathed. feel so clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for all the birthday and well-wishes. n presents. frm the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ex niners&lt;/span&gt;, to the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;current eighters&lt;/span&gt;, to the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rest of the ppl frm tk&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;outside tk(who surprisingly rmbed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sir&lt;/span&gt;, and erms, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the team&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;esp thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cheryl n weihui&lt;/span&gt;. for the night and worst ever cake (if u even call it a cake). =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is stoned. oh. and i have a phobia of cruises now. will never go on one unless u sails down the safest oceanic area. perhaps the singapore river would be adpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;not like this birthday was actually worth celebrating anyway.hardly call it a happy one thru all the 'happie' wishes anyway. arghs. wadever.my eyes are red frm lack of sleep and &lt;strike&gt;tears&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114806172946600033?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114806172946600033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114806172946600033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114806172946600033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114806172946600033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-143am.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114796898883055955</id><published>2006-05-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:16:29.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[9++pm] i keep coming into this page with full intention to blog only to hop out moments later onto some other page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[1213am]ok ended up too lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;im fifteen15. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114796898883055955?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114796898883055955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114796898883055955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114796898883055955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114796898883055955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/9pm-i-keep-coming-into-this-page-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114753445376205276</id><published>2006-05-13T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:34:13.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i alighted at the wrong stop &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt; today. complete idiot-ness. but all the busstops arnd the area i was supposed to stop at looked the same! not my fault! =X shessh.&lt;br /&gt;second half of the day went better.. that is aft a halfhour long wait for a bus which i almost wanted to scream in frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stop talking like u know me. u dont. and besides, i cant bring myself to care about wad u are saying anymore. neither would i let u get me down.&lt;br /&gt;hell. if only it was as simple as it sounds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. the oncoming sunday looks like a lazy n relaxing one. =)) mother's day. hope it goes well void off all the quarrells n arguments. i want a rest, and stop travelling arnd sgpore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;damns. i really miss u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i aint wanna let u go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114753445376205276?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114753445376205276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114753445376205276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114753445376205276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114753445376205276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-alighted-at-wrong-stop-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114744718450812185</id><published>2006-05-12T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:19:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;actually planned to blog last night, but came home very late, soaked to the skin n tired. i was thinking abt blogging today. but im feeling damn sleepy once again. 1046 n im sleepy- &lt;strong&gt;pathetic-ness&lt;/strong&gt;! but shall brave an attempt to update my blog. (it is rather long actually. which usually turns out to be boring. so i'd advise u not to read it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd. omg it was so embarrassing. went to cityhall for dinner in a oversized shirt n shorts. so malu. at first i thot they wanted to go beach or something, so i didnt mind meeting them aft trng.. then the venues changed frm pp to east coast to bugis. lastly, when i was already on my way to bugis then it became cityhall cafe cartel. i was like do i look that rich?! and then i got conned by oli and went to rafflesmrt. kunehhh. dinner was such an embarrassing affair. plus who i met there. gosh. n luckily lq saved us with her NETS. heh. came home to pouring rain n the SOS i called for went unanswered, so i had a LOVELY walk home with rain as company. love rain. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn. went to do ss. spent less than 15mins on it and some ppl had to leave.. heh. not that i even expected to do anythin. i declare: i GIVE UP on ss. anyways. played xbox at jacqs house. had a great time crashing race cars until damage was CRITICAL. hehh. so loser. then went to lqs house to bake cookies (erms actualli cos i had to return her her ezlink cos my went flat ystd, but i decided to stay n mess up her house). cookies are fun. with hell loads of sugar which im horrified with. =X by the time we, me syaz oli lq nat(who cant crack eggs for nuts=))), finished the first batch, we were TIRED. had pizzahut lunch. hahas. cookies turned out burnt. 2nd batch was better n much faster. my heart broke! -heartpain- then came brownies. the sugar content was WORSE. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;more ppl came thereafter. we juz racked the rest of the house, slacked, ate, contributed to noise pollution i wonder how the hell her neighbours could tahan, ate, played cards, ate.&lt;br /&gt;arghs. i m determined (for NOW) to train hard tmr n burn all the cookies i ate today off! sinfulsinful. sheesh. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. i realised how carried away i got with typing. tired tiredddd.&lt;br /&gt;shld juz come home aft trng tmr n SLEEEEEP. or at least try n come home earlyyyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe like u said, i dun understand u at all.&lt;br /&gt;i fail(ed), havent i. imsorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;such a loser i m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114744718450812185?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114744718450812185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114744718450812185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114744718450812185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114744718450812185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/actually-planned-to-blog-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114726866244345455</id><published>2006-05-10T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:44:22.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel damn restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt; ive got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i made a smiley out of MnMs&lt;br /&gt;and i ate my smile away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114726866244345455?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114726866244345455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114726866244345455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114726866244345455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114726866244345455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-damn-restless.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114718494585741995</id><published>2006-05-09T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T22:29:05.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hmms. im n have been blasting linkinpark almost the whole night now.. and most of the time, i have just sat here n stone. until the music lulls me to sleep. n i keep stirring to find physics has been once again, pretty much untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;screw school.arghs.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;crawling in my skin&lt;br /&gt;these wounds, they will not heal&lt;br /&gt;fear is how I fall&lt;br /&gt;confusing what is real&lt;br /&gt;there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;consuming, confusing&lt;br /&gt;this lack of self control i fear is never ending&lt;br /&gt;controlling&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem&lt;br /&gt;to find myself again&lt;br /&gt;my walls are closing in&lt;br /&gt;Without a sense of confidence im convinced&lt;br /&gt;that theres just too much pressure to take&lt;br /&gt;ive felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;so insecure&lt;br /&gt;discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me&lt;br /&gt;distracting, reacting&lt;br /&gt;against my will i stand beside my own reflection&lt;br /&gt;its haunting how i cant seem.&lt;br /&gt;theres something inside me that pulls beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;consuming, confusing&lt;br /&gt;this lack of self control i fear is never ending&lt;br /&gt;controlling&lt;br /&gt;-crawling; linkinpark&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;cant wait for june hols.&lt;br /&gt;but i tink i'd die waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(or less)&lt;/em&gt; more weeks. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114718494585741995?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114718494585741995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114718494585741995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114718494585741995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114718494585741995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114701795739104099</id><published>2006-05-08T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:05:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how chronical. &lt;br /&gt;i bet theres 3 ppl other there out to punch me.&lt;br /&gt;if they'd even bother to.&lt;br /&gt;well, that makes 4 of us together in this bad mood. =X&lt;br /&gt;muz tmr be monday?! arghs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114701795739104099?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114701795739104099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114701795739104099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114701795739104099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114701795739104099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-chronical.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114693375464025687</id><published>2006-05-07T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:45:45.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;arghs. such nights are horrible.&lt;br /&gt;wads wrong with the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;spare me the hatred part of stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;im sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sick of hating, of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh. did i mention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;imagine wad it would be like to watch ur world come undone. thanks man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Back home I always thought I wanted so much more, now I'm not too sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cause sometimes I miss knowing someone's there for me and feeling free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Free to stand beside the ocean in moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And light myself a smoke beneath the dark Atlantic sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Everybody here is living life in fear of falling out of line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tearing lives apart and breaking lots of hearts just to pass the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And the eyes get red in the back of your head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this place will make you blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Put it all behind me and I'll be just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Another sunny day beneath this cloudless sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sometimes I wish that it would rain here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And wash away the west coast dreaming from my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There's nothing real for them to see here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But they don't know that what you love is ripped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Before you get a chance, before you get a chance to feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-back home; yellowcard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;imu =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114693375464025687?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114693375464025687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114693375464025687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114693375464025687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114693375464025687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/arghs.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114658946535987451</id><published>2006-05-03T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:04:25.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i was thinking over the phrase frm my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when dreams werent impossible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n aft reading somethin over the net sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt;it made me think of tkbadmintoncdiv05.&lt;br /&gt;n how things are so different now. everythings lacking in every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;bittersweet times they were. when i could safely call us a TEAM. i dont know abt now anymore. no offence or anything ppl, but im sure to a certain extend, u do agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminisce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the planes fly past again.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna spend a whole night stoning at the airport again.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna make those stupid attempts to sneak into erms. places again.&lt;br /&gt;i want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RANDOM)&lt;br /&gt;its been said that in life, many people will disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;and now, now im starting to think that those people that i thought for sure would never disappoint me,&lt;br /&gt;maybe they never even existed in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'll take my chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;maybe, perhaps, i guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114658946535987451?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114658946535987451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114658946535987451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114658946535987451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114658946535987451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-thinking-over-phrase-frm-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114649928052404937</id><published>2006-05-01T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:01:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i remember the days before all of this happened.&lt;br /&gt;before it all fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;do you remember those days?&lt;br /&gt;promises meant something back then. &lt;br /&gt;friendships were forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreams werent impossible. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i remember those days sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i wake up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing has no meaning whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;juz wanted to post this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114649928052404937?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114649928052404937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114649928052404937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114649928052404937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114649928052404937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-remember-days-before-all-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114648861618699011</id><published>2006-05-01T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:03:36.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hrms. i think im abandoning this blog for some time except perhaps a few short posts here and there. other than that i shall blog when i have the mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takkaire world. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114648861618699011?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114648861618699011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114648861618699011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114648861618699011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114648861618699011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/05/hrms.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114637079458432766</id><published>2006-04-30T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:19:54.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent sooo much time travelling ystd. 2 car rides. 1 taxi. 6 bus rides. and very long time waiting for bus. &lt;br /&gt;wad a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;ended up reaching home at 1120. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now im blank.&lt;br /&gt;gonna spend so much time travelling again todae. shessh. &lt;br /&gt;shall blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114637079458432766?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114637079458432766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114637079458432766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114637079458432766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114637079458432766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-spent-sooo-much-time-travelling-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114580910325849011</id><published>2006-04-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:18:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dun wanna go back to sch tmr. =X&lt;br /&gt;slacked the whole weekend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridae was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat was even more interesting. other than a few &lt;em&gt;penguin stunts&lt;/em&gt; (according to cam) here and there, which included tripping over a drain n falling flat. kunehhh =X trng was fun until.. n project was funfun. wahahs. i dun think we spent a total of 10mins doing anythin productive at all. made certain plans for the june hols-yayyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up damn early n went to the airport. saw david there. so weird. were making handsigns cos of funny reasons. mac breakfast. came home n slept all the way till noon then went to mp library to meet sam lena n cam. didnt accomplish anythin cos i couldnt tahan the headache. n for yet anotther funny reason all of us had headaches. but it was fun fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;bus trip home was horribly horrendous. still feeling rather crappy now, -feels like puking n the comp screen is some how making fuzzy turns n shakes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather just give up this whole terms results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to lead my life the way i want. not hindered by wad i dread. i hate waking up knowing that the day or week is gonna suck. got enough of that for the past 2 years. all i want is for a better 2 years ahead. sometimes its like ive drowned myself so far im lost now without a direction. i hope im making the right choices. enough of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;something ive learnt frm cheryl aft so long is, &lt;em&gt;enjoy now, panic later.&lt;/em&gt; which is preciesly wad shes doing now. cheong like mad. but thats fun. at least i would be more motivated to study. unlike now. anyway for the past 3 years i have never ever done well in term 2. so y change the cycle. =) and anw wy also made quite some lot of sense when she told pang not to study so hard so early cos by the time the Os come u'd be super sian of studying. how. inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;of cos when say the next geog/ss/chem or wadever test comes, i'd still make futile attempts to study n panic there aft when i realise OHSHIT! i got 5 more chapts to study n i got bare minimum hours left. but owells. somehow. studies arnt everythin are they.ok, ones future may depend on it. BUT..&lt;br /&gt;HRMS. i juz realised i side-tracked a hell lot. but im in the mood for ranting. so pardon me. n neither did i force anyone to read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I STILL DUN FEEL LIKE GOING TO SCH TMR! bleahhs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to adopt a postitive outlook towards stuff in general. i cant deny that whenever shit happens, i would get brought down. but not like i can do anythin much to stop it. life isnt that bed of rose. even if it is, there are still thorns. (this is getting corny. n i m trying to stop qing frm doing amaths cos i didnt do it. penguin..) n anyway. i shall try n keep things on this blog on light notes. all the rest of the thrash/tears are on the &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; side somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;im losing my patience as well as passion for that one thing that &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt; to be oh=so-important to me. period(no. NOT menopause). notice the USED. i need someone or something to rekindle my fire for it. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gosh. my rooms feeling like a oven without my aircon.) n wow. this has been one long post which has by far taken me over an hour. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;shall go pack n off to bed. if i manage to even fall asleep aft how long ive slept todae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;`when the world feels like its full on strangers;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;this wait for destiny just wont do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114580910325849011?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114580910325849011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114580910325849011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114580910325849011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114580910325849011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dun-wanna-go-back-to-sch-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114554730220308045</id><published>2006-04-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:35:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold night.&lt;br /&gt;ss is feeling screwed.&lt;br /&gt;this has been one verh very screwed week though. but somehow aft all the screwy things, it still seems rather funny. chem song presentation was HORRIBLE. i forgot all the lyrics. but it was rather fun considering that we almost wanted to juz give it up before that. then had eng debate todae. i had no idea wad the hell i was doing up there at all, without any notes in the first place &lt;strike&gt;n i suck at debate can?!&lt;/strike&gt; my speech was KNS. so maluuuu. didnt have any idea wad i was reading half the time, n i tink i pulled my group down. aft recess came lit presentation. nothin bad could really happen since all we had to do is stand there n bore the class with the endless rubbish abt nightmare, &lt;em&gt;men of straw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem n lit finally over. &lt;em&gt;wheee.&lt;/em&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the workshop today was amusing. complete waste of 3hrs, but i'd rather juz go tmr n waste another 3hrs of course, more importantly, &lt;strike&gt;skip trng&lt;/strike&gt;. i think we spent the whole time talking n eating away n the speaker hates us for it. wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain-dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;now everything's got meaning, the meanings bring me down&lt;br /&gt;im watching as a screening of my life plays out.&lt;br /&gt;like a broken record, stuck before a song&lt;br /&gt;a million beginnings, none of them the one&lt;br /&gt;-nature's law; embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you can run all your life, all mine i will chase&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114554730220308045?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114554730220308045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114554730220308045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114554730220308045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114554730220308045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/cold-night.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114528770653104936</id><published>2006-04-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:30:21.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im high on coffee. =)))&lt;br /&gt;(though certainly not physics. =X )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;i'd be there. believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114528770653104936?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114528770653104936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114528770653104936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114528770653104936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114528770653104936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114511108968754100</id><published>2006-04-15T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:24:49.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;interesting 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;fri.&lt;br /&gt;woke up bright n early. slacked arnd n talked until i fell asleep again.. n it was raining cats n pigs when i woke up. loverain. loved such a day where i get to slack in such nice weather. but had to go to pk's house for lit. which was a waste of time actualli. decided to malu ourselves n head to orchard aft that in shirt, shorts, n slippers. gosh. didnt even know wad we were doing there.&lt;br /&gt;todae.&lt;br /&gt;i juz had zero mood to train n was in a ----- mood due to something n blahh. escaped off rather early. post trng was nice. hahas. slacked away somewhere for a few hours. then rushed home for tuition. tuition wasnt as killer as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;so im slacking here again now. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;look at t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he stars;look how they shine for u. =))&lt;/em&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/11305258-114511108968754100?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114511108968754100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114511108968754100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114511108968754100'/><link rel='self' 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up.&lt;br /&gt;through all the wins n losses, tears of joy or disappointment, there have been learning points n countless realisations. plus the many times i juz felt like some pathetic loser.&lt;br /&gt;that was one year's work, trng n sweat.&lt;br /&gt;it feels rather sudden. all over. from jan to now april. a 3 mnth long tournie, frm prelimaries, to zone semis and finals. to nationals top 16. n finally top 8. n who knows, same time this year, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though hopefully NOT, cos i really want to be in the top 4 next year,&lt;/span&gt; we would be in the 4 snrs place like todae, hrms. it being the end of the 4 year jounry. n blah blah. -wonders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new season's beginning soon. i feel so mixed with emos. on reflection upon todays game, sophie was right, i'd want to play a game in which i wont come out n cry like i did frm the last match. but i juz couldn't achieve wad i wanted. i wasnt able to overcome that particular factor(s). but i've got to say, i accept the loss. it wasnt a completely bad match. we did fight, juz perhaps, not hard enough nor wells, i duno.&lt;br /&gt;one thing i really wanted, was to help May play the best n final game, for a memoriable n enjoyable one. i guess we(or I) juz couldnt do it. couldnt finish off our lead due to simple n dumb mistakes n a total lack of stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is particularly of guilt of how i disappointed May esp throughout this whole tournament. YC(who has led the team well into the nationals). and of cos, cheryl n ahbah. didnt manage to make it to the top 4, nor win pl. &lt;strike&gt;ruining the tk bdiv legacy of 10 over years.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the following year, which seems a mile away,competition is gonna be damn stiff. either we make, or we break. gahhs. that doesnt sound very pleasant&lt;br /&gt;i have my hopes n dreams, it being my last year. but somehow, i juz duno how im gonna pull thru. i have &lt;em&gt;my doubts, fears, uncertainties. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i really hate tournies and their pressures and stress, together with the neglection of studies, somehow, i just really want to be playing in the nationals top 4 next year, with really hopefully, one united team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that however is juz my dream. a saying goes: dreams dun come true. yet, there is another one: dreams DO come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'wish upon a shooting star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wow. i took abt 1hr to finish this post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:64%;"&gt;cheerup u. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114494147663828637?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114494147663828637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114494147663828637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114494147663828637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114494147663828637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-season-comes-and-one-season-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114476987838023509</id><published>2006-04-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:37:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hrms. found this among my drafts i saved by never ever posted. ok maybe i did. but im dun really recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some nice but long poem im found frm somewhere sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please Hear What I'm Not Saying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled by me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled by the face I wear&lt;br /&gt;for I wear a mask, a thousand masks,&lt;br /&gt;masks that I'm afraid to take off,&lt;br /&gt;and none of them is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending is an art that's second nature with me,&lt;br /&gt;but don't be fooled,&lt;br /&gt;for God's sake don't be fooled.&lt;br /&gt;I give you the impression that I'm secure,&lt;br /&gt;that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without,&lt;br /&gt;that confidence is my name and coolness my game,&lt;br /&gt;that the water's calm and I'm in command&lt;br /&gt;and that I need no one,&lt;br /&gt;but don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask,&lt;br /&gt;ever-varying and ever-concealing.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath lies no complacence.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness.&lt;br /&gt;But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it.&lt;br /&gt;I panic at the thought of my weakness exposed.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,&lt;br /&gt;a nonchalant sophisticated facade,&lt;br /&gt;to help me pretend,&lt;br /&gt;to shield me from the glance that knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope,&lt;br /&gt;and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;That is, if it's followed by acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;if it's followed by love.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself,&lt;br /&gt;from my own self-built prison walls,&lt;br /&gt;from the barriers I so painstakingly erect.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing that will assure me&lt;br /&gt;of what I can't assure myself,&lt;br /&gt;that I'm really worth something.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't tell you this. I don't dare to, I'm afraid to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance,&lt;br /&gt;will not be followed by love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid you'll think less of me,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll laugh, and your laugh would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;and that you will see this and reject me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I play my game, my desperate pretending game,&lt;br /&gt;with a facade of assurance without&lt;br /&gt;and a trembling child within.&lt;br /&gt;So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks,&lt;br /&gt;and my life becomes a front.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you everything that's really nothing,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing of what's everything,&lt;br /&gt;of what's crying within me.&lt;br /&gt;So when I'm going through my routine&lt;br /&gt;do not be fooled by what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying,&lt;br /&gt;what I'd like to be able to say,&lt;br /&gt;what for survival I need to say,&lt;br /&gt;but what I can't say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like hiding.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like playing superficial phony games.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop playing them.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me&lt;br /&gt;but you've got to help me.&lt;br /&gt;You've got to hold out your hand&lt;br /&gt;even when that's the last thing I seem to want.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can wipe away from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the blank stare of the breathing dead.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can call me into aliveness.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging,&lt;br /&gt;each time you try to understand because you really care,&lt;br /&gt;my heart begins to grow wings--&lt;br /&gt;very small wings,&lt;br /&gt;very feeble wings,&lt;br /&gt;but wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your power to touch me into feeling&lt;br /&gt;you can breathe life into me.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how important you are to me,&lt;br /&gt;how you can be a creator--an honest-to-God creator--&lt;br /&gt;of the person that is me&lt;br /&gt;if you choose to.&lt;br /&gt;You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble,&lt;br /&gt;you alone can remove my mask,&lt;br /&gt;you alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic,&lt;br /&gt;from my lonely prison,&lt;br /&gt;if you choose to.&lt;br /&gt;Please choose to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not pass me by.&lt;br /&gt;It will not be easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.&lt;br /&gt;The nearer you approach to me&lt;br /&gt;the blinder I may strike back.&lt;br /&gt;It's irrational, but despite what the books say about man&lt;br /&gt;often I am irrational.&lt;br /&gt;I fight against the very thing I cry out for.&lt;br /&gt;But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls&lt;br /&gt;and in this lies my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Please try to beat down those walls&lt;br /&gt;with firm hands but with gentle hands&lt;br /&gt;for a child is very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, you may wonder?&lt;br /&gt;I am someone you know very well.&lt;br /&gt;For I am every man you meet&lt;br /&gt;and I am every woman you meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles C. Finn&lt;br /&gt;September 1966&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/11305258-114476987838023509?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114476987838023509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114476987838023509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114476987838023509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114476987838023509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/hrms_11.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114458872551906491</id><published>2006-04-09T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:18:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i tink im high. hahahas. =))))&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;im stuck. hrms. neverminds.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna go sch tmr. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;iloveyou!!=)&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/11305258-114458872551906491?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-11305258.post-114450093518016565</id><published>2006-04-08T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T20:59:18.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hrms. i have &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; decided to update.&lt;br /&gt;n im juz gonna &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;mble wadever comes to mind. dun bother waste ur time reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a &lt;em&gt;coldcoldcold&lt;/em&gt; day. n thanks to camelia who didnt know her way arnd her neighbourhood, she led me in search of steph n siqi in pouring rain only to find a sheltered way back. -punch- was rather frozen during the project, not that i did anythin (according to someone- wadever lahs), n i didnt get to change out until my tuition ended. im still very cold now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go for trng todae. feel so bad, esp when this comin weeks matches are so impt. its like so 50-50. if we dun make it this tues, then i really dun see any hope for thurs's match. so yea. we have to win on tues. oh n we werent slaughtered by sports sch as badly as i expected we would.&lt;br /&gt;hrms. i juz realised that IF(really hope it isnt) we dun make it past this week, it will be the last week for the snrs already. it will be wad they have trained for for the past 4 years. its like wow, ohkay. and if we dun make it, it will be like, train so hard for 3+++ years and u onli make it to top 4..? thinkin of trngs without them is funny, n trng with the jnrs aft that seems even more funny/weird. not that im saying its a bad thing. its juz weird. well, juz hope next year would be a better year, compared to all those &lt;strike&gt;shit&lt;/strike&gt;stuff frm the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damns. im stuck. brain juices dried up- instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urms. basically this week has been filled with rubbish that i wont bother talkin abt. hope next week would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish some ppl would juz shut up. arghs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we'd make it thru. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;imu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114450093518016565?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114450093518016565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114450093518016565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114450093518016565'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114407339387844017?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114407339387844017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114407339387844017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114407339387844017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114407339387844017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-given-up-on-giving-up-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114398937570628734</id><published>2006-04-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:49:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate this feeling of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;somethings wrong with the night.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its juz me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114398937570628734?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114398937570628734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114398937570628734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the rain again,&lt;br /&gt;falling frm the stars,&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again.&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are. &lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests.&lt;br /&gt;it never forgets wad i lost.&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when sept ends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114389477062510808?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114389477062510808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114389477062510808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114389477062510808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114389477062510808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/04/did-i-juz-make-big-mistake-stupid-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114381290590301516</id><published>2006-03-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T22:41:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;whee. i&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;EIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sportsday.cheerleading.mass dance.threeeight.n everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;trng is demoralising. the feeling of being dead n tired.=X &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;CHEERUP you! =)&lt;br /&gt;its not the end of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I lost my head&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't come&lt;br /&gt;This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun&lt;br /&gt;You lost your head&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't come&lt;br /&gt;This loss to my brain almost feels like a gun&lt;br /&gt;Whoa whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the angels&lt;br /&gt;Cant stay in heaven&lt;br /&gt;I asked the devil&lt;br /&gt;If we cut out the bed well then we?d have nothing left&lt;br /&gt;Like I cut up your angels&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you stabbed me to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-cut up angels; the used.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11305258.post-114371968605937964</id><published>2006-03-30T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:54:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;here we leave today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow and fantasy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114371968605937964?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114371968605937964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114371968605937964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114371968605937964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114371968605937964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-we-leave-today-and-enter-world-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114356206246147471</id><published>2006-03-29T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:07:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;shall be another random rant/post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons todae were alright. ohyea. emaths ca was screwed though. didnt know calculators were not allowed. (&lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; i juz saw a HUGE spider on my window. &lt;em&gt;i m not kidding.&lt;/em&gt;) did damn corny stuff in emaths (i think). was trying to get my msg across to fezra who sat right the other end of the class. we tried mouthing, hand signals which then later turned to writing down and flashing it-er on foolscap that is. while doing that, cheryllim saw me and gave me the wad-the-hell-are-u-doing!?-look. ended up laughin so hard i didnt bother listening for the rest of the period. (ohshit! i juz realised we have emaths hw. oH! we are skipping emaths tmr! but then again, i tink we are missing out damn alot tmr &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. 3 periods is quite alot to miss. bleahhs.)&lt;br /&gt;eng was also very amusing. the EGO party. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im being damn paranoid over THAT spider in my room. no idea where it is. -shivers- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with siqi n steph. and made big plans to come home and sleeeeep the aftnn away. i reached home, put my bag down, unpacked and wadever else, turned on my comp and signed in.&lt;br /&gt;1min later.&lt;br /&gt;phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;and 5mins later, im running anrd my house looking for my trng stuff. this is sad mans, didnt get my sleeeeeep. trng with xinmin was alright, played games &lt;strong&gt;nonstop&lt;/strong&gt;. quite some probs here and there. but the final game with yc was so close, 16-17. just couldnt get the last point. hrms yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home all tired and didnt bother to do any work. ended up just slacking away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match against sengkang tmr. somehow, i dun really feel different.. know all the tension will start settling in tmr, esp when we reach tamp.. arghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(im still keeping my eyes WIDE on the look out for that damned spider. ohnoo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114356206246147471?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114356206246147471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114356206246147471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114356206246147471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114356206246147471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/shall-be-another-random-rantpost.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114346807223534898</id><published>2006-03-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:01:12.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was reading ystd's random post. realised how crap it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;arghs. how could i be so stupid??!!!!?! damnit.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114346807223534898?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114346807223534898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114346807223534898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114346807223534898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114346807223534898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-reading-ystds-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114338277739034238</id><published>2006-03-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:19:37.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>randommmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatifwedunevenmakeittotop8?&lt;br /&gt;wadificantfindtheforgivenessisought?&lt;br /&gt;wadifiscrewup?&lt;br /&gt;wadifeverythingwasjuzalie?&lt;br /&gt;wadifihadntsaidndonewadeverimregrettingnow?&lt;br /&gt;wadifijuzdunwannagiveadamn.&lt;br /&gt;wadifidundowellenoughforthemthisterm?&lt;br /&gt;wadifijuzjumpeddownthatbuildingthere.&lt;br /&gt;wouldifinallybefree?&lt;br /&gt;wadifiranaway?&lt;br /&gt;wadifthatsomeonecame?&lt;br /&gt;wadifthatsomeonejuzleft?&lt;br /&gt;wadifisaidilovedyou?&lt;br /&gt;wadifisaidimissedyou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is very random.&lt;br /&gt;and i tink i shld juz shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114338277739034238?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114338277739034238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114338277739034238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114338277739034238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114338277739034238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/randommmm.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114337956588912334</id><published>2006-03-26T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:26:05.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;guess theres nothing i can do. so im just gonna let things be and let myself continue feeling guilty. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been hoping wishing dreaming and fantasizing alot lately. i wanna go to japan. n i wanna spend my life there quietly. &lt;strike&gt;hopefully with someone i love.&lt;/strike&gt; esp at the country side or somewhere with great scenery n what hope. (i M still dreaming.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole of sat sleeping cos i was dead tired and the weather was damn nice. n when i woke up i juz slacked the rest of the night. if only i life was that relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. nationals this week. the horrors. -shivers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114337956588912334?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114337956588912334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114337956588912334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114303423305298019?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114303423305298019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114303423305298019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114303423305298019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114303423305298019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/arghs.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114294862344870493</id><published>2006-03-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:43:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pls juz get lost ok. &lt;br /&gt;i duno wad the hell u are trying to do, nor wad u're thinking. but im losing my patience. push it any furthur n i may just walk out and give up bothering alright. stop treating me like that idiot u think im.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114294862344870493?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114294862344870493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114294862344870493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114294862344870493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114294862344870493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/pls-juz-get-lost-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114277459855520849</id><published>2006-03-19T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:23:18.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my newest earhole died during my attempt to replace the earstud into a earstick. damn sad. it lastest a pathetic 8 days, which my parents found out and didnt even care. n it juz had to die. erms. basically i juz cant fit the earstick in and it hurts alot now. gonna close it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constantly reminded every second that schs gonna reopen tmr. sinking horror within that i wasted the hols away. wadever big plans for the hols, 'wait till march hols, and i would accomplish it', nothing even started. not even the simple task of packing my room. the state of mess now is- bad. but i can never motivate myself enough to pack. or get any other work started for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything feels so unaccomplished. &lt;br /&gt;work. &lt;br /&gt;and i juz cant imagine the thought of having to live thru ONE whole term. &lt;br /&gt;i duno. maybe im juz scaring myself.&lt;br /&gt;tournies nearing once again. &lt;br /&gt;bleahhhs. ok. shall stop scaring or worrying abt stuffs i got no control over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if i make it through the day,&lt;br /&gt;will tomorrow be the same?&lt;br /&gt;am i just running in place?&lt;br /&gt;and if i stumble and i fall,&lt;br /&gt;should i get up and carry on? &lt;br /&gt;will it all just be the same? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114277459855520849?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114277459855520849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114277459855520849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114277459855520849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114277459855520849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-newest-earhole-died-during-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114261297123004785</id><published>2006-03-18T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:29:31.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>punches photoshop. arghs.&lt;br /&gt;er. i enjoyed dinner n post dinner today. nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;trng was.. i duno. and i realised its abt 2 weeks to nationals and arghs. nvm. shld juz keep those thots to myself. &lt;br /&gt;tiredtired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanna sleep and never wake up. ever again. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114261297123004785?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114261297123004785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114261297123004785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114261297123004785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114261297123004785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/punches-photoshop.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114252185098193019</id><published>2006-03-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:10:50.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;gosh. i LOVELOVELOVE spotlight! its damn interesting. hahas. no, its not my first time ever there. i juz found it damn interesting todae. too bad i was broke. if not i would have bought loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. met liqin aft trng at plaza. ate dinner at longjohn. (fastfood again! arghs.) then went to the outdoor mac to supposedly &lt;em&gt;study&lt;/em&gt; but. ended up juz talking and lq was overwhelmed by the smoke there. heh. left mac at 8 and went to walk abt. and she decided to that we shld do somethin interesting. but didnt know wad to do. so i went into spotlight to take a look. and the trip there was so fun. i was practically hyper. im so gonna go back there and get the stuff i want! walked arnd a bit more before i came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i reached home juz a few minutes before my parents came home! hahas. saved me the trouble of having to tell them where i went. wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damns. its 11 already. i really need to start on my hols hw. but im tireddddd and lazy to do it. arghs. have to wake up early tmr to go down to ccps with my dear yc who didnt really give me a choice whether i wanted to go anot. hope she will provide breakfast. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. &lt;strike&gt;and the hols are gonna end soon. damnit.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ifeellikepunchingsomebody.&lt;br /&gt;it would be simply DISAPPOINTING.&lt;br /&gt;arghs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;shldnt have thot abt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114252185098193019?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114252185098193019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114252185098193019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114252185098193019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114252185098193019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/gosh_16.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114252184036254999</id><published>2006-03-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:10:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;gosh. i LOVELOVELOVE spotlight! its damn interesting. hahas. no, its not my first time ever there. i juz found it damn interesting todae. too bad i was broke. if not i would have bought loads of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. met liqin aft trng at plaza. ate dinner at longjohn. (fastfood again! arghs.) then went to the outdoor mac to supposedly &lt;em&gt;study&lt;/em&gt; but. ended up juz talking and lq was overwhelmed by the smoke there. heh. left mac at 8 and went to walk abt. and she decided to that we shld do somethin interesting. but didnt know wad to do. so i went into spotlight to take a look. and the trip there was so fun. i was practically hyper. im so gonna go back there and get the stuff i want! walked arnd a bit more before i came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i reached home juz a few minutes before my parents came home! hahas. saved me the trouble of having to tell them where i went. wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damns. its 11 already. i really need to start on my hols hw. but im tireddddd and lazy to do it. arghs. have to wake up early tmr to go down to ccps with my dear yc who didnt really give me a choice whether i wanted to go anot. hope she will provide breakfast. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. &lt;strike&gt;and the hols are gonna end soon. damnit.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ifeellikepunchingsomebody.&lt;br /&gt;it would be simply DISAPPOINTING.&lt;br /&gt;arghs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;shldnt have thot abt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114252184036254999?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114252184036254999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114252184036254999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114252184036254999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114252184036254999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114248175985266335</id><published>2006-03-16T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:04:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;this has been one SUAY week. but ystd was interestingly-suay though. heh. sprained ankle and had to pull out of pilot pen. sophie substituted me. (thankYOU!) hrms. went down to jnrs trng on tues for fun.. but i wasnt allowed to do anything but stone.. =X had project at peikhees house aft that.. shes so scaryyyy. dun let me syaz and weiBA play the music we wanted. hahas. finally reached home at 10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed. went down to acs in the aftnn. and the WHOLE time i was there i only watch one interesting match. my bro's match. shld never ever watch his game again. so nerve-racking. though i tink the ximin gals next to me suffered the most cos i kept whacking them. hahas. left to meet candace at orchard. didnt get to watch jaz and sophies match thoughh.. the way to orchard was. PURE STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;me and charlene(cheryl's supposedly twin, in which we both pangsei-ed her before her match started. =X) were totally clueless of where to head. and cos i was rushing i kept asking her to cab. so aft getting on the bus, we got down and decided to cab. much to our horror, it was near a highway and there was totally NO cabs. so we got back on the next 14.. took to somewhere else and cab. so dumb. and i feel so bad abt it. shessh. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. and we passed this street called &lt;em&gt;kay poh&lt;/em&gt; street. so interesting. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohshit. i need to rush off for trng soon. hope my ankle doesnt die on me todae. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114248175985266335?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114248175985266335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114248175985266335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114248175985266335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114248175985266335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-has-been-one-suay-week.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114199855487902466</id><published>2006-03-10T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:49:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever felt like u dun belong right here, right now?&lt;br /&gt;like everyone arnd u is simply a stranger or a passby, who just comes and goes.. &lt;br /&gt;like there is nothing worthy to keep u here..&lt;br /&gt;where hardly anyone knows you even exist, or that nobody will ever care nor give a damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it just comes to a point where. everythings so pointless all you want to do is turn and run away.. and forget it.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114182615490749296</id><published>2006-03-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:55:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i guess its time to back down n get lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114182615490749296?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114182615490749296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114182615490749296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114182615490749296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114182615490749296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-guess-its-time-to-back-down-n-get.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114140187430349434</id><published>2006-03-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:07:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can still see the light&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the tunnel shine&lt;br /&gt;through the dark times&lt;br /&gt;even when I lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like no one&lt;br /&gt;in the world is listening&lt;br /&gt;and I can't ever seem&lt;br /&gt;to make the right decisions&lt;br /&gt;I walk around in the same haze&lt;br /&gt;I'm still caught in my same ways&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing time in these strange days&lt;br /&gt;but somehow I always know&lt;br /&gt;the right things to say&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what time it is&lt;br /&gt;or whose the one to blame for this&lt;br /&gt;Do what I believe what I can't see&lt;br /&gt;And how do you know&lt;br /&gt;which way the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can feel it all around&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost between the sound&lt;br /&gt;And just when I think&lt;br /&gt;I know, there she goes&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now (I'm not the type to say I told you so)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now&lt;br /&gt;So long (I think the hardest part of holding on is lettin go)&lt;br /&gt;When will we sing&lt;br /&gt;A new song&lt;br /&gt;A new song&lt;br /&gt;We’re still smilin as the day goes by&lt;br /&gt;and how come nobody&lt;br /&gt;ever knows the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;Burry you deep so far&lt;br /&gt;you can't see&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me&lt;br /&gt;who wears a broken&lt;br /&gt;heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Pains is troubles that&lt;br /&gt;you know so well&lt;br /&gt;Either time don't&lt;br /&gt;It can't or you just won't tell&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the type to say&lt;br /&gt;I told you so&lt;br /&gt;I think the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;of holding on is lettin it go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what time it is&lt;br /&gt;or whose the one to blame for this&lt;br /&gt;Do what I believe what I can't see&lt;br /&gt;And how do you know&lt;br /&gt;which way the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can feel it all around&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost between the sound&lt;br /&gt;And just when I think I know&lt;br /&gt;there she goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye for now (I'm not the type to say I told you so)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now&lt;br /&gt;So long (I think the hardest part of holdin on is lettin it go)&lt;br /&gt;When will we sing&lt;br /&gt;A new song&lt;br /&gt;A new song&lt;br /&gt;And you can sing until&lt;br /&gt;theres no song left (song left)&lt;br /&gt;And I can scream until&lt;br /&gt;the world goes deaf (goes deaf)&lt;br /&gt;For every other word&lt;br /&gt;left unsaid you should&lt;br /&gt;have took the time to&lt;br /&gt;read the sign and&lt;br /&gt;see what it meant&lt;br /&gt;In some ways everybody&lt;br /&gt;feels alone so if the&lt;br /&gt;burden is mine then&lt;br /&gt;I can carry my own&lt;br /&gt;If joy really comes&lt;br /&gt;in the morning time&lt;br /&gt;then I'm gunna sit back&lt;br /&gt;and wait until the&lt;br /&gt;next sun rise&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now (I'm no the type to say I told you so)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now&lt;br /&gt;So long (I think the hardest part of holdin on is lettin it go)&lt;br /&gt;When will we sing&lt;br /&gt;A new song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;-goodbye for now. POD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114140187430349434?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114140187430349434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114140187430349434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114140187430349434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114140187430349434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-can-still-see-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114130853375606388</id><published>2006-03-02T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T22:11:52.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;someone wants me to blog abt the mysterious crap that ppl dun understand.&lt;br /&gt;n that same someone wants me to blog cos im finalli feeling hyper today.&lt;br /&gt;and a diff someone is sick of reading the quote abt the 3 kinds of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;some other idiot is asking me stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;n some funny weird person n i are planning to go pierce ears n i tink shes mad cos she wants 3 holes at a time. gosh. funfun. hahas. x)&lt;br /&gt;n i realise that i have been listening to ppl proclaim how GUAI (cough cough) they are tonight. of which includes a stupid kunehfied guniang-ed GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got someone else in trouble when i smsed her n her phone rang in class. watched tennis semis todae. got pangseied by my fren who i was &lt;em&gt;supposed to meet.&lt;/em&gt; slacking now. realised its time i keep off certain ppl n i hope i will rmb to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know tmr will suck.&lt;br /&gt;yet i dun know y i m gonna bother going to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so used n played out by life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114130853375606388?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114130853375606388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114130853375606388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114130853375606388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114130853375606388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/03/someone-wants-me-to-blog-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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-11305258.post-114096469439870853</id><published>2006-02-26T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:38:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There are 3 kinds of people in this world, those who can count and those who can't."-unknown&lt;br /&gt;happened to see this quotes when i was web hopping. found it really interesting. hrms yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna start blogging cos i will only start cursing n swearing abt the unimportance of my life's crap n my life itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11305258-114096469439870853?l=alone--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/feeds/114096469439870853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11305258&amp;postID=114096469439870853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114096469439870853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11305258/posts/default/114096469439870853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alone--.blogspot.com/2006/02/there-are-3-kinds-of-people-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lime-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00080572559340228583</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></feed>
