<?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-14921709</id><updated>2012-02-01T02:40:17.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>내 머리가 나빠서</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-1076352627502852398</id><published>2012-01-27T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T03:03:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A THOUSAND YEARS&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A call from you is bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You telling me about your ns stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the things you find funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth be told,sometimes I don't understand whatever you're saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither do I find it funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seeing you being so excited about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing and sounding so happy about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me feel relieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relieved that someone's w you inside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad that it's not sucha drag during your trainings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And seeing you blabber on and laughing about those ns incidents &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually find you sorta cute.sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt I find it kinda annoying at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless,I'm still glad you bothered to tell me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tryna make things sound more interesting for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit I dont make a good girlfriend of a ns guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'd try to be more tolerant and understanding about it ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ops!no idea why I'm even writing all these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we've is a weekend affair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1076352627502852398?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1076352627502852398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1076352627502852398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1076352627502852398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1076352627502852398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2012/01/thousand-years-call-from-you-is-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-7939813001301351260</id><published>2012-01-25T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:42:40.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAFE AND SOUND.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just think I'm so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you're the best I ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you already know I'm so insecure incomplete and all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet loving me all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked if you're w me because you sympathise me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You replied no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And said to me one of the sweetest things I've ever heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it made me teared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope it ain't one of those sweet talk bullshit that guys are so capable of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That those frequent dreams that I've been having recently ain't happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least not now.not yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make me feel that despite of all the shit emotional turmoil that I have in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a guy who still loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone to call mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For these,I'm glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7939813001301351260?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3448266518946964695</id><published>2012-01-22T03:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T03:43:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEED YOU NOW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No idea why the hell I'm so emotional now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden the images are just coming back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing cousin's husband w another woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum standing at budge of balcony downing alcohol and tryna commit suicide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt using a chopper to threaten bf and pushed him down the stairs eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well he didn't die,but bleeding.profusely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum going into depression and had to sleep at godma's house to recover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories are just coming back and idk why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I lose in faith in us once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should be single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sucks.BIG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3448266518946964695?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3448266518946964695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3448266518946964695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3448266518946964695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3448266518946964695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2012/01/need-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-1891788139693553732</id><published>2012-01-17T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:11:21.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAFE AND SOUND&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find myself loving you more everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I Feel insecure about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's precisely why I wanna love you less each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's selfish of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just don't wanna be hurt when it ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why does it seem so difficult to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't see us long term&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou we always talk about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And both you and I want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow it doesn't feel like it'd be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's my insecurities eating me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;Perhaps it's the environment I was brought up in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;I just wish I was able to love freely without any worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1891788139693553732?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1891788139693553732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1891788139693553732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1891788139693553732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1891788139693553732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2012/01/safe-and-sound-find-myself-loving-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-909798853373076323</id><published>2011-09-13T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T01:36:34.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOREVER AND ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the fcuk are you so nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;you're too good that i feel ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;you make promises.&lt;br /&gt;and those are actually favors that i cant ask from you.&lt;br /&gt;because if i do,that'd just be selfish of me.&lt;br /&gt;you've never asked anything from me&lt;br /&gt;and that's precisely why i cant ask anything from you either.&lt;br /&gt;all this while,it's my fault&lt;br /&gt;i've been too selfish.&lt;br /&gt;you're always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;i should've known.should've guessed.&lt;br /&gt;people told me things.&lt;br /&gt;i know them.&lt;br /&gt;but i chose to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;and let things remained status quo.&lt;br /&gt;should've kept my distance.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;sorry that i kept it from you.&lt;br /&gt;that you have to hear it from other people.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;to let you know it this way.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-909798853373076323?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/909798853373076323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it is. I think that’s why she always struggled with God. And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed. But sometimes it’s those things you can’t touch that you need to hold on to the most."&lt;br /&gt;— Carrie Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2961720132642787253?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2961720132642787253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=2961720132642787253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2961720132642787253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2961720132642787253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-think-she-was-afraid-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-770206932293184139</id><published>2011-05-04T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T02:57:28.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been wilful.bitchy.selfish.&lt;br /&gt;seen me at my worst.&lt;br /&gt;tolerated all of my stupid antics and behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do wonder what the hell is wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;how can you even stand being friends with me&lt;br /&gt;when i am sucha unreasonable bitch.&lt;br /&gt;but glad that you did.&lt;br /&gt;thanks my ultimate stalker friend tharma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-770206932293184139?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/770206932293184139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=770206932293184139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/770206932293184139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/770206932293184139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2011/05/champagne-supernova-had-been-wilful.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-6451870243312379726</id><published>2011-03-20T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:31:10.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TELL ME GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when things start going well.&lt;br /&gt;because it's like insinuating that it's the beginning of the end.&lt;br /&gt;that's what i always thought.&lt;br /&gt;i like to keep people at distance when we're close&lt;br /&gt;not because i'm playing hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;but because that's the only way i know not to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;people are sick of it too.&lt;br /&gt;some have left already.&lt;br /&gt;so you can leave if you wanna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6451870243312379726?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6451870243312379726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6451870243312379726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6451870243312379726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6451870243312379726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2011/03/tell-me-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-112515583565802583</id><published>2011-03-07T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T02:42:39.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK TO DECEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married couple having active sex life outside&lt;br /&gt;MBA.&lt;br /&gt;Married but available.&lt;br /&gt;they dont call it unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;they said it's their way of respecting each other&lt;br /&gt;giving them space.&lt;br /&gt;so long as they still love each other.&lt;br /&gt;uh might as well be friends with benefits then.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should try that.&lt;br /&gt;next time and no involvement of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i'd have my father to thank for if i achieve that next time&lt;br /&gt;i've known what's an affair.&lt;br /&gt;seen domestic violence.&lt;br /&gt;heard wails in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;to find that either parents are quarreling&lt;br /&gt;or mum attempting suicide&lt;br /&gt;with knife and pills beside her&lt;br /&gt;standing at balcony and threatening to jump from 18 storey.&lt;br /&gt;know how it feels like to find your mother leaving the house at midnight&lt;br /&gt;cause she cant stand all the shit.&lt;br /&gt;and experience how it feels like when mother is in depression&lt;br /&gt;and has to be sent to IMH&lt;br /&gt;cause she's in delusion and on the verge of giving up her life&lt;br /&gt;and has to take anti-depressants daily.&lt;br /&gt;and you're a constant reminder not to get a guy with no job&lt;br /&gt;gambling was how you raised me up&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna end up having to move house 4 times&lt;br /&gt;and even had to sell grandma's house to pay off your debts.&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt alot from you.&lt;br /&gt;not to trust anyone in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;now i wont.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-112515583565802583?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/112515583565802583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=112515583565802583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/112515583565802583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/112515583565802583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-1546856124922789676</id><published>2011-01-17T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T03:28:19.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so surreal now.&lt;br /&gt;i would never have expected this outcome.&lt;br /&gt;this is like a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;i've hung on to the hope&lt;br /&gt;that something more will happen&lt;br /&gt;even after what happened to us previously.&lt;br /&gt;and it did.&lt;br /&gt;for that, i'm thankful.happy.&lt;br /&gt;yet doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;cause i can no longer trust you wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;the trust is broken.&lt;br /&gt;i've once made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;that i wouldnt give us a second chance&lt;br /&gt;but i've given in.&lt;br /&gt;and idk if it's good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;you told me that even you dont know what are your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;idk how to react to that.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont want the same damn thing repeating itself again.&lt;br /&gt;especially more so that i've allowed myself to sink into all these the second time.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i want now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1546856124922789676?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1546856124922789676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-14921709.post-3409376649231686163</id><published>2011-01-09T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:27:04.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE WAKE ME UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;you were hesitant before.&lt;br /&gt;and you told me why.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm afraid you would do the same thing again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3409376649231686163?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3409376649231686163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>TEENAGE DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know the answer to it already.&lt;br /&gt;but i need a closure.&lt;br /&gt;a proper ending.&lt;br /&gt;and not just leave me hanging there&lt;br /&gt;to guess whats fcuking going on.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need another guy to play mind games with me&lt;br /&gt;or to use my common sense or whatever to judge the situation.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;i know the signs of the beginning of the end.&lt;br /&gt;two is enough for me to grasp it.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess probably not enough to have learn the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;am i being too oversensitive with whats going on&lt;br /&gt;or are the insecurities eating me up&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;but its obvious to other people too.&lt;br /&gt;at least tell me whats going on now&lt;br /&gt;so that i can prepare myself for the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-14921709.post-5174092523606772674</id><published>2010-09-26T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:23:23.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIGH AND DRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna get out of this house.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;my eldest sis did it.&lt;br /&gt;she just left whenever she's upset or when there's trouble at home.&lt;br /&gt;and it's the same with my second sis now too.&lt;br /&gt;both just took off.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm left with whatever shit is happening in the house.&lt;br /&gt;i should probably do the same thing too next time.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna start on work soon.&lt;br /&gt;so i can get out of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;all these fcuking shit.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the rooftop and just rot there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-6804642058046625720</id><published>2010-09-26T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:27:00.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TELL ME GOODBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this too would end up the same way as the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;ended before it has really started.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think that's what i want.&lt;br /&gt;christmas doesnt seem much of a big deal now.&lt;br /&gt;distant.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should do something.&lt;br /&gt;but wth should i do&lt;br /&gt;or what do you want me to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6804642058046625720?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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them.&lt;br /&gt;i practically ran.&lt;br /&gt;to avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have managed a hi at the very least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1322922324036724262?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1322922324036724262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1322922324036724262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1322922324036724262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1322922324036724262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2010/03/heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-7313457753098451931</id><published>2010-03-12T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:53:57.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UNFAITHFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's married.&lt;br /&gt;but the woman beside him is not who it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;and they're not just friends.&lt;br /&gt;should i be grateful?&lt;br /&gt;because at least it's not my father caught in the act.&lt;br /&gt;now i think i know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;if one day i do see him with another woman.&lt;br /&gt;and not eric telling me.&lt;br /&gt;guys are just suckers.&lt;br /&gt;suckers for looks and figure.&lt;br /&gt;hell but the woman has none.&lt;br /&gt;SUCKER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7313457753098451931?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7313457753098451931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7313457753098451931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7313457753098451931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7313457753098451931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2010/03/unfaithful.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-8698942493098156425</id><published>2010-03-07T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:22:36.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BO PEEP BO PEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S5KIMJkVJzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qtK9Zy4m4Y4/s1600-h/Sj+and+me+%28our+first+date%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S5KIMJkVJzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qtK9Zy4m4Y4/s320/Sj+and+me+%28our+first+date%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445564641752459058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a damn old photo.&lt;br /&gt;didnt expect him to still have it.&lt;br /&gt;that was our first time going out together?&lt;br /&gt;wonder why we have been out together only twice.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIS BIG EYES.&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS GOT THE BIGGEST EYES THAT I'VE EVER SEEN.&lt;br /&gt;but not in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of yoogeun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S5KOB6jk0JI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fuXHLJCKl-w/s1600-h/yoogeun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S5KOB6jk0JI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fuXHLJCKl-w/s320/yoogeun.jpg" alt="" 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width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3746280185214440252</id><published>2010-02-24T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:24:25.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HARU HARU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING RICH IS NOT NECESSARILY A GOOD THING.&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE BEFRIEND YOU FOR THE MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN YOUR FAMILY MEMBER WANNA CHEATS YOU OF THE MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;NICE.WHAT CAN I SAY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;THE FAMILY'S WEIRD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3746280185214440252?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3746280185214440252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINEE IS IN SINGAPORE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;MINHO AND JONGHYUN.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for the autograph session.&lt;br /&gt;i did went actually.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ON THE WRONG DATE.&lt;br /&gt;I WENT A DAY EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;REACHED THERE AROUND 7 PLUS IN THE MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b9pZ3aOTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTxNRZwZdmw/s1600-h/shinee+y.o.u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b9pZ3aOTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTxNRZwZdmw/s320/shinee+y.o.u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433308888228837682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b-Q0DFqLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vb4SqtiXJtM/s1600-h/minho3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b-Q0DFqLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vb4SqtiXJtM/s320/minho3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433309565272041650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b-ng2egqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/u-kPIPZU5A8/s1600-h/jonghyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b-ng2egqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/u-kPIPZU5A8/s320/jonghyun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433309955255861922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BF THE MOST MOST.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-599644292343755922?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/599644292343755922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=599644292343755922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/599644292343755922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/599644292343755922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/S2b9pZ3aOTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hTxNRZwZdmw/s72-c/shinee+y.o.u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3992587168682962304</id><published>2010-01-17T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:59:09.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEAUTIFUL LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUICY COUTURE.BURBERRY.&lt;br /&gt;JUICY IS SO SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;AND DEFINITELY MORE AFFORDABLE.&lt;br /&gt;AND BURBERRY IS WHAT I'VE BEEN SAVING FOR.&lt;br /&gt;BUT AT THE RATE I AM SAVING&lt;br /&gt;IT MIGHT JUST TAKE YEARS TO GET ONE.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE SHOULD SETTLE FOR SOMETHING LESS&lt;br /&gt;JUICY COUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;'Dog &amp;amp; Bone should never be played against big guys who treats you like one.'- fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;i know tharma is dark.&lt;br /&gt;but i never knew he is that.&lt;br /&gt;dark.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and that was my first time kissing an indian.&lt;br /&gt;no.it was just a peck on the cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can better remember vejay even after graduation then.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3992587168682962304?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3992587168682962304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3992587168682962304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-1208434508236214958</id><published>2010-01-11T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:05:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UNTIL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM WAS BEING TOTALLY RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU'RE QUITE PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOUR BOOBS ARE SMALL."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;NOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FEEL HAPPY OR SAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT KNOW RICKY CAN BE SO GAY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1208434508236214958?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;yesterday's fireworks was.&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;except for the trees that blocked our full view of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been walking so much recently.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so.&lt;br /&gt;accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;should walk more next time since i obviously cant run.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go zouk with dears tmr&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;GET HIGH AND DRUNK TMR.&lt;br /&gt;OK NOT DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HIGH AND FUN.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like such a bitch now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7815028189229937110?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7815028189229937110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FINALLY 25 DECEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A BABY SANTA NOW&lt;br /&gt;BB IS SO CUTE WHEN HE WEARS THAT SUIT!&lt;br /&gt;JUST WANNA HUG HIM TO SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;i hope my dears would all be happy and okay this christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1380404866073813529?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1380404866073813529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1380404866073813529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1380404866073813529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1380404866073813529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-2969380815721545787</id><published>2009-12-21T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:22:22.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WINTER WONDERLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONNA DRINK MILK AND PAPAYA.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE EVERY DAY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY BOOBS GROWTH.&lt;br /&gt;INSPIRED BY MY SIS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY SAW SAB AND JQ!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THEM SO SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT TO HANG OUT WITH THEM ON THE 24TH&lt;br /&gt;OR A DINNER DATE ON WED NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;MY DEARS!&lt;br /&gt;GONNA GOSSIP!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BF MADE MY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2969380815721545787?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2969380815721545787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=2969380815721545787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2969380815721545787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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CHRISTMAS SALE!&lt;br /&gt;NOW I FEEL POORER THAN BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICKY AND WENSHAN ARE GONNA BE BACK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY DEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS IS JUST 5 DAYS AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-9128216387648561361?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/9128216387648561361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=9128216387648561361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/9128216387648561361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/9128216387648561361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-404086784445591541</id><published>2009-12-16T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:12:35.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEOUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known.&lt;br /&gt;what have i gotten myself into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE LOST MY SWAROVSKI BRACELET IN THE PUB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-404086784445591541?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3122725538966591990</id><published>2009-12-13T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:42:16.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KISS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went for a run.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.i suck.&lt;br /&gt;i cant run for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me giddy.&lt;br /&gt;half of the time i was walking.&lt;br /&gt;cant expect too much from someone who failed her 2.4km twice.&lt;br /&gt;especially when she had actually trained for it.&lt;br /&gt;and the timing is still close to 30min.&lt;br /&gt;shall train for a better stamina.&lt;br /&gt;and continue to run in the days to come&lt;br /&gt;or not.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS IS COMING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3122725538966591990?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3122725538966591990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3122725538966591990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3122725538966591990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3122725538966591990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/12/kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-4098436105197485069</id><published>2009-11-21T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:20:48.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt more distant.&lt;br /&gt;not that it bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;we've never walked together anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it's just.&lt;br /&gt;idk we can totally pass it off as strangers.&lt;br /&gt;the distance between us is just a few feet apart&lt;br /&gt;but it feels so much more.&lt;br /&gt;he's walking so fast&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt catch up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that explains his long legs.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;he just kept on texting.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder which bitch he's texting to.&lt;br /&gt;if you are too sexually active why bother getting hitched?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4098436105197485069?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4098436105197485069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4098436105197485069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4098436105197485069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4098436105197485069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/11/find.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SuH3SQtJQaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NF4NWemROPg/s1600-h/jong+hyun+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SuH3SQtJQaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NF4NWemROPg/s320/jong+hyun+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395865721660588450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND KIM HYUN JOONG.&lt;br /&gt;HOTNESS.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SuH-SIq0tuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Fr_y9My39rw/s1600-h/hyun+joong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SuH-SIq0tuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Fr_y9My39rw/s320/hyun+joong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395873416084764386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6026475452454630530?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6026475452454630530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6026475452454630530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6026475452454630530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6026475452454630530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/10/ring-ding-dong.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SuH3SCrYOuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YwiOVsaXdjQ/s72-c/jong+hyun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-6058094443282806654</id><published>2009-10-15T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:48:10.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STARSTRUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW MY BANK ACCOUNT HAS ONLY SLIGHTLY MORE THAN 50 BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S MORE THAN HALF OF THE PAY GONE&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS 300+ BUCKS&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANS I AM LEFT WITH THE REMAINING PAY OF 100+ TO FILL UP MY FAST DEPLETING BANK ACCOUNT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6058094443282806654?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6058094443282806654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6058094443282806654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6058094443282806654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6058094443282806654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/10/starstruck.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-4602068869809869686</id><published>2009-10-15T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:45:30.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEET ME HALFWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SOMEONE LIKE STEWARD BOY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4602068869809869686?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4602068869809869686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAVE A SUDDEN URGE TO GET MARRIED.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks.4 MCs.&lt;br /&gt;but that is not gonna affect my attendance for itp.&lt;br /&gt;or that's what my LO said.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully he's right.&lt;br /&gt;he better be otherwise i am screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be in the same GEMS class as bf!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA CANT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna go HK and see him.&lt;br /&gt;that's if he's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"girls before 20 go for guys with looks,&lt;br /&gt;late 20s hook up with guys with stable careers&lt;br /&gt;in the 30s all they care is his wealth&lt;br /&gt;in the years after that they just go for looks again&lt;br /&gt;it's a cycle"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-232931621003701979?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/232931621003701979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=232931621003701979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/232931621003701979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/232931621003701979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-sudden-urge-to-get-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-8116460672353514246</id><published>2009-10-09T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:09:24.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK MY LO HAS CAUGHT ME WATCHING MOVIE DURING OFFICE HOUR.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;I DOUBT EVEN DAVE CAN HELP ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MONEY TO SHOPPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL BROKE ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;NO I ALREADY AM BROKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8116460672353514246?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8116460672353514246/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>CANDYSHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed to working at site office at Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;and its.NICE.&lt;br /&gt;although its all guys but its fun&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY MY SUPERVISOR THERE.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS.idk.&lt;br /&gt;he's kinda like typical gangster&lt;br /&gt;but knows lots about cars&lt;br /&gt;AND LIKES RACING.&lt;br /&gt;sat in his car today.&lt;br /&gt;its just.ok reminds me of deepan.&lt;br /&gt;THE SPEEDING.&lt;br /&gt;MOD OF HIS CAR.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THE GENRE OF MUSIC HE LISTENS TO IS ABOUT SAME AS HIM&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and he's damn humorous.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE'S MARRIED.&lt;br /&gt;JUST MARRIED.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2860855110292462289?l=dreamz-of-colorz.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-14921709.post-8376150951729309976</id><published>2009-10-02T23:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:18:35.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GET SEXY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 IS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GONNA GO THERE AGAIN NEXT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;IF I HAVE THE TICKETS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;LEWIS HAMILTON.JENSON BUTTON.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYpoNx0bGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_8ae3DV_JVo/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYpoNx0bGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_8ae3DV_JVo/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388039775065500770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYsJFOkfuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/102682tTQxs/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYsJFOkfuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/102682tTQxs/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388042538729111266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYtSLvh8ZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T6am39ysO0A/s1600-h/IMG_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYtSLvh8ZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T6am39ysO0A/s320/IMG_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388043794608419218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYq--3sOVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pvz6LCUEFhg/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYq--3sOVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pvz6LCUEFhg/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388041265712216402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i should have known better.&lt;br /&gt;why was i so damn insensitive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8376150951729309976?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8376150951729309976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=8376150951729309976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8376150951729309976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8376150951729309976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SsYpoNx0bGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_8ae3DV_JVo/s72-c/IMG_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-1907567763359903341</id><published>2009-09-26T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:12:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i am just sucker for ALL THOSE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;have always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dears.classmates.everyone.just not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1907567763359903341?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1907567763359903341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1907567763359903341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1907567763359903341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1907567763359903341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/09/sucker.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-1613689121021988417</id><published>2009-09-24T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:55:30.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PABBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BE NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BE CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;FOR DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;SHOOT ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1613689121021988417?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1613689121021988417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1613689121021988417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1613689121021988417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1613689121021988417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/09/pabbo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-7865867459169215575</id><published>2009-09-23T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:36:26.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HONGKONG.HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a fetish for male hairstylists now.&lt;br /&gt;no.LIKE SINCE FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;must be due to him&lt;br /&gt;just wanna go hk and look for him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY RESULTS SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SOUND SO HYPOCRITICAL.&lt;br /&gt;AND FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;DONT THINK YOU KNOW ME SO WELL&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE YOU DONT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONNA GO F1 BABYYYYYY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7865867459169215575?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7865867459169215575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7865867459169215575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7865867459169215575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7865867459169215575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/09/hongkong.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-7013044208521401576</id><published>2009-09-11T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:29:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love.SEX.magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during sex,love is not needed&lt;br /&gt;but when in love,sex comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;like a package.&lt;br /&gt;guys have it for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;girls do it to please guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you despise him dont be like him.&lt;br /&gt;but now you're just exactly like him&lt;br /&gt;so what difference does it make?&lt;br /&gt;you are just a replica of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls always wanna be their guy's last girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;guys wanna be their girl's first boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;just BE FCUKING INDEPENDENT&lt;br /&gt;or just find a sugar daddy&lt;br /&gt;because guys are just toys.&lt;br /&gt;have sex.no love.not hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7013044208521401576?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7013044208521401576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7013044208521401576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7013044208521401576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7013044208521401576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3924799913940776241</id><published>2009-09-03T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:01:46.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REPLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ITP PLACEMENT HAS CHANGED.AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE FOURTH TIME.&lt;br /&gt;now i can have dinner with victor everyday after work&lt;br /&gt;followed by dating at changi airport&lt;br /&gt;if he wants&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OK WHATEVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3924799913940776241?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3924799913940776241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3924799913940776241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3924799913940776241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3924799913940776241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/09/replay.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-2540256762038354250</id><published>2009-09-03T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:08:14.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOTEL ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GONNA DO MY ITP AT TAN TOCK SENG HOSPITAL.&lt;br /&gt;TTSH.&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like i am in some nursing course instead of engineering&lt;br /&gt;going there to do itp as some nurse and not engineer.&lt;br /&gt;ok.EEWW.GOSH.NO.&lt;br /&gt;not that i despise nurses&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i cant stand the sight of ounces of blood oozing out.&lt;br /&gt;like some meat being slaughtered with the blood and all&lt;br /&gt;i am already not eating pork and chicken.&lt;br /&gt;ok not completely.but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;if i ever become a nurse i can just forget about eating beef too&lt;br /&gt;i can just become a vegetarian and eat greens.&lt;br /&gt;and if there's ever be problems with the crops,&lt;br /&gt;i can stop eating once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;but that would never happen.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow i'd be doing some electronics stuff over at ttsh.&lt;br /&gt;which i dont even know what i am gonna do,how i am gonna do or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;i only had electronics when i was in year 1&lt;br /&gt;when that was the basic module for everyone taking engineering.&lt;br /&gt;if i have been able to stay at the first itp i've been posted to.&lt;br /&gt;at least i'd be in some aero company&lt;br /&gt;not that i'd be in engineering dept&lt;br /&gt;but at least it sounds nicer when i tell others&lt;br /&gt;and i'd def be able to see many planes taking off and landing there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA IF.&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever shut up&lt;br /&gt;and be grateful that at least my itp is only 2 mrt stations away from my house.&lt;br /&gt;UH.&lt;br /&gt;HUH.&lt;br /&gt;AJA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-6740261521253816821</id><published>2009-08-27T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:28:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THYROID.BITCH.BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people even bother to get married?&lt;br /&gt;when all's just gonna come to naught&lt;br /&gt;and be stuck with the fcuking temperament of the family&lt;br /&gt;tolerating all the shit from them&lt;br /&gt;STFU.&lt;br /&gt;and dont bother to come if you dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;you make me realise how hard life can be.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;both of you should just fcuk off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this house&lt;br /&gt;too many memories.too scary.&lt;br /&gt;HDBs are never good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if one day your loved one suffers from amnesia?&lt;br /&gt;all of the happy memories of you and her are gone.&lt;br /&gt;even if you create more of it,they'd just be gone the next day.&lt;br /&gt;she wont remember it.&lt;br /&gt;she'd confuse the truth with falsehood&lt;br /&gt;and starts hallucinating&lt;br /&gt;and becomes forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;depression.that's what you call it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6740261521253816821?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6740261521253816821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6740261521253816821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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FCUKING NEED YOU&lt;br /&gt;FCUKING BASTARD&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN JUST FCUKING GO BACK TO THE WOMAN OUTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;WE DONT FCUKING CARE&lt;br /&gt;DONT BOTHER TO BE HERE ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;DONT BOTHER SAYING YOU HAVE DONE ALOT FOR THE FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU HAVE FCUKING CONTRIBUTED NONE&lt;br /&gt;DONT THINK WHATEVER YOU HAVE DONE ARE SO FCUKING GREAT&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE NOT&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOU HAVE DONE IS CONTRIBUTION OF SPERMS&lt;br /&gt;WE DONT NEED YOU&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM IS WAY GREATER THAN YOU&lt;br /&gt;SO FCUK OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5449556482254944626?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5449556482254944626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;너라고.&lt;/h1&gt;WHAT THE FCUK&lt;br /&gt;I AM SICK AND TIRED OF ALL THIS SHIT&lt;br /&gt;I DONT NEED ALL THESE TO GET ME THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ION IS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GONNA SHOP THERE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA START WORKING SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5989126229175641741?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5989126229175641741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5989126229175641741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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GUYS&lt;br /&gt;HYUNJOONG.HERO.HEECHUL.&lt;br /&gt;AND HENDRA.&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID HE WOULDNT MIND IF THE GIRL DOESNT KNOW HOW TO COOK&lt;br /&gt;HE WOULD COOK FOR HER.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do something.&lt;br /&gt;soon.hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;get it out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so damn broke now.&lt;br /&gt;can forget about eating in the weeks to come&lt;br /&gt;shall just feed on water&lt;br /&gt;and detox my system&lt;br /&gt;and just go on diet&lt;br /&gt;OK GOOD.WHATEVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-768967559915531548?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/768967559915531548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ITS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went drinking with ql and xinyi&lt;br /&gt;it was.&lt;br /&gt;idk.good.&lt;br /&gt;not because of the vodka&lt;br /&gt;because we just ended up bitching more than drinking&lt;br /&gt;in fact we drank less than half of it&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly i drank the least&lt;br /&gt;because half of the time i felt like puking&lt;br /&gt;not because of tt i think&lt;br /&gt;my health has been quite fucked up recently&lt;br /&gt;felt like puking even before i started drinking&lt;br /&gt;and it got worse now&lt;br /&gt;i have to keep stuffing food into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;to stop myself from feeling tt way&lt;br /&gt;hoping tt would keep whatever's gna come up from my throat go down&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i should start waking up on time&lt;br /&gt;so that i dont skip lessons anymore just because i am late&lt;br /&gt;my attendance is shit&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should start sleeping earlier&lt;br /&gt;no i must&lt;br /&gt;but thats if i can even sleep that early&lt;br /&gt;i'd be lying on the bed staring at the damned four walls&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt wanna be in the house either&lt;br /&gt;its cold war between my parents&lt;br /&gt;over something&lt;br /&gt;or nothing&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;i cannot be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for something.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just nothing.&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4008662616218142327?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4008662616218142327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4008662616218142327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i think i am quite screwed for this mst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh this is random&lt;br /&gt;but i just think month of June is cursed?&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;MJ died.&lt;br /&gt;not that he's related to me&lt;br /&gt;nor am i a big fan of his or whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;but yea.&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather died in june too.&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother passed away in june.&lt;br /&gt;and the date she was cremated was the same as my birth date.&lt;br /&gt;and my father had his driving license revoked on my birth date too.&lt;br /&gt;all these happened in June&lt;br /&gt;and near my birth date&lt;br /&gt;how convenient.&lt;br /&gt;not that i am blaming for it.&lt;br /&gt;but it just feels that i am jinxed?&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because now i just wanna make things happen&lt;br /&gt;and not wait for them to happen&lt;br /&gt;and if something is meant to happen&lt;br /&gt;idk how to prevent it&lt;br /&gt;just take it as it is?&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8571006182903638064?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8571006182903638064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=8571006182903638064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8571006182903638064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8571006182903638064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-not-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-26136864202453280</id><published>2009-06-21T05:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:03:04.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOUCH MY HAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having cravings&lt;br /&gt;for bimbimbab&lt;br /&gt;and suffering from insomnia&lt;br /&gt;and thinking of some stupid shit&lt;br /&gt;that i dont even know what exactly is going through my head&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i always dreamt that my father would abandon me&lt;br /&gt;in some rubbish dump&lt;br /&gt;or some stupid HDB flats which are like mazes&lt;br /&gt;and with altars inside the houses&lt;br /&gt;that i can never get out&lt;br /&gt;that was when i was young&lt;br /&gt;and i'd wake up crying&lt;br /&gt;no.more like wailing&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;and today it's like deja vu&lt;br /&gt;attended my cousin's wedding lunch at his house&lt;br /&gt;i felt sick&lt;br /&gt;it was like in those dreams&lt;br /&gt;with the altar&lt;br /&gt;and dark corridors&lt;br /&gt;and stupid mazes that you can never seem to get out of&lt;br /&gt;uh ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;it's all shit&lt;br /&gt;i'd never get those dreams again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like steven!!&lt;br /&gt;his body is HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt look chinese&lt;br /&gt;and he is not married!!&lt;br /&gt;maybe attached?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok WHATEVER SHUT IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-26136864202453280?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-4689298459269532000</id><published>2009-06-21T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:05:43.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CULO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RITZ CARLTON WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;if i ever get married&lt;br /&gt;IF&lt;br /&gt;i would hold my banquet there&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised my father is good to us&lt;br /&gt;only when fathers' day or his birthday is round the corner&lt;br /&gt;and he would remind us in a roundabout manner&lt;br /&gt;and tell us what are his wants&lt;br /&gt;by SAYING LOUDLY he has been yearning for one for very long&lt;br /&gt;HOW NICE&lt;br /&gt;like hello?&lt;br /&gt;cant you just tell us directly?&lt;br /&gt;and if it's not to his liking&lt;br /&gt;he would complain about it and chuck it aside&lt;br /&gt;ok i know period.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am just prejudiced against him&lt;br /&gt;or it's because of my period&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4689298459269532000?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4689298459269532000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4689298459269532000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4689298459269532000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4689298459269532000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/06/culo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-5176862667547156111</id><published>2009-06-12T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T18:46:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm insomniac&lt;br /&gt;now anemic too&lt;br /&gt;uh actually i've always been&lt;br /&gt;but think it has gotten worse now&lt;br /&gt;almost fainted in the bathroom just now&lt;br /&gt;uh but ended up collapsing in the room&lt;br /&gt;blacked out momentarily&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt even dressed properly&lt;br /&gt;and wth my father was going on and on about it&lt;br /&gt;that he sounded more like scolding me&lt;br /&gt;than expressing his concern&lt;br /&gt;ok uh whatever&lt;br /&gt;it's not the first time i faint anyway&lt;br /&gt;and i def wouldnt want him to be there if i ever faint again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5176862667547156111?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5176862667547156111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5176862667547156111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5176862667547156111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Besides yr lips,where's your favourite spot to get kissed? neck?ears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. How do you feel when you woke up this morning? i need more sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. Who was the last person who you took picture with? Joash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. Who you consider to be spoiled? idk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood? if there's an emergency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6. Do you have a good friend of an opposite sex? yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead? uh nt really?just wished they weren't with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. What does your last text msg says? uh i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9. What are you thinking about right now? i need loud music.pitbull!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10. Did you wish someone was with you right now? nt really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;11. When did you go to sleep last night? 2 stg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;12. Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing right now? given during tennis camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); line-height: 23px; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now? yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;14. Who was the last person you texted to? uh i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;15. Tag 10 people to do this quiz .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); line-height: 23px; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Qiling&lt;br /&gt;2. Jiayan&lt;br /&gt;3. Phillson&lt;br /&gt;4. Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;5. Hsien wen&lt;br /&gt;6. Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;7. Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;8. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;9. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;10. Roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. Who is 2 (Jiayan) having a relationship with? no one.tharma i know watcha thinking.HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. Is 3 (Philly) a male or a female? male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. If 7 (Kelvin) and 10 (Roy) gets together, will it be a good thing? if they are gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19. Is 1 (Qiling) studies good? she study smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20. Is 4 (Sabrina) single? no attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21. Say something about 5 (Hsien wen)? i could look into his eyes forever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 23px;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22. What do you think about 3 (Philly) and 6 (Phoebe) together? ehh idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23. Describe 1 (Qiling)  my love forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24. What happens if 9 (Stephanie) and 10(Roy) fight?  i wouldnt wanna be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;25. Do you like 8 (Joyce)? yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4117624259447182691?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4117624259447182691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4117624259447182691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4117624259447182691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4117624259447182691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-1897733306395049656</id><published>2009-06-07T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:16:50.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEE GEE GEE GEE BABY BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think my tests so far are shit.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i have a trusting problem?&lt;br /&gt;i dont seem to be able to trust anyone&lt;br /&gt;not implicitly&lt;br /&gt;idk why&lt;br /&gt;it just feels.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont open up to people easily?&lt;br /&gt;idk what if one day he's not there?&lt;br /&gt;everything would be gone&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad i've ql and jy with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1897733306395049656?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1897733306395049656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1897733306395049656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1897733306395049656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1897733306395049656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/06/gee-gee-gee-gee-baby-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-8435863252576638599</id><published>2009-05-29T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:16:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally talked to him&lt;br /&gt;about how i felt&lt;br /&gt;about the whole thing and change&lt;br /&gt;i've expected him to change&lt;br /&gt;but definitely not in that way&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wasnt prepared&lt;br /&gt;for the new change in him&lt;br /&gt;all i could think of was&lt;br /&gt;fuck it&lt;br /&gt;i miss him&lt;br /&gt;the old him&lt;br /&gt;he's one of the best guy friends i ever had&lt;br /&gt;we were close&lt;br /&gt;or that's what i thought&lt;br /&gt;but whatever just fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were the closest friend i ever had&lt;br /&gt;and you forever will be&lt;br /&gt;we've been through the good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;together as one,arent we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was one period of time&lt;br /&gt;our friendship started straining away&lt;br /&gt;everything was getting out of line&lt;br /&gt;why is our closeness fading day by day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come?&lt;br /&gt;conversations stop&lt;br /&gt;awkward silence&lt;br /&gt;this is unusual,i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;its not supposed to be like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the days we shared our joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;because of what it doesnt really matter&lt;br /&gt;i treasure our relationship&lt;br /&gt;its a beautiful thing called friendship&lt;br /&gt;this are the ups and downs of life&lt;br /&gt;promise me that we will overcome it together&lt;br /&gt;however hard it is we must strive&lt;br /&gt;even if there are tears in our eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me your word&lt;br /&gt;that we will be best friends forever&lt;br /&gt;so that we will always have each other shoulder's to cry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;im glad we're talking again&lt;br /&gt;that we're friends again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my gurls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8435863252576638599?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8435863252576638599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=8435863252576638599' title='0 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actually its my normal self whenever i'm at home&lt;br /&gt;haha but whatever&lt;br /&gt;and i uttered some shit to someone&lt;br /&gt;was hyped up for idk why&lt;br /&gt;and it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;part of it.&lt;br /&gt;of what i've said.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna go to ricky's house.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.on thur.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THAT BOY SO MUCH AND MY GURLS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1208051371217327932?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1208051371217327932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1208051371217327932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ARE MY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;like fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;she is.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.and cute.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"uh what would your life be if i'm not in the class?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BABY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss jy,ql,sab and all.&lt;br /&gt;and RICKY!&lt;br /&gt;HE'S FINALLY GONNA BE BACK&lt;br /&gt;THAT DRUNK GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna go to the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;and i used to think so hard.&lt;br /&gt;why did i fall for him?&lt;br /&gt;for the things that he have done&lt;br /&gt;the words that he have said&lt;br /&gt;the places he brought me to&lt;br /&gt;it is all.everything.&lt;br /&gt;and his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;not that i still love him.&lt;br /&gt;but i am still loving the memories.&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;it is love which complicates all.&lt;br /&gt;flings are good.&lt;br /&gt;true love is bad.&lt;br /&gt;not because of him i'm thinking in this manner.&lt;br /&gt;it's all the things that i've witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;which made me realised it.&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;one night stands are more acceptable than having sex with your guy.&lt;br /&gt;because.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts less.&lt;br /&gt;far less.&lt;br /&gt;when everything with him comes to naught.&lt;br /&gt;no commitment.&lt;br /&gt;nor resposibility.no whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;love is a game.to play.&lt;br /&gt;not for eternal love.&lt;br /&gt;uh whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7064190811985739699?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7064190811985739699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7064190811985739699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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memories.&lt;br /&gt;definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2429438272789713285?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2429438272789713285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=2429438272789713285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2429438272789713285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2429438272789713285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-4641802395718171625</id><published>2009-05-15T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:33:51.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM HEALTHY.&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;my family apparently is sick.or rather has always been.i mean both physically.and maybe mentally for some.&lt;br /&gt;my mum has problems with her eyes and she has went under the knife once for it.but not that i can remember it.was too young to understand.all i can remember is that she pops pills into her mouth every few hours at a point in time.many.colorful.pills.and tablets.medicine.she was on medication.to keep her condition in control.&lt;br /&gt;my eldest sis has lumps in her breast.and has been going for checkups over the years.and that includes having to go for operations too.lest the lumps turn into cancer.and she still has to continue doing that.keep tab on it.&lt;br /&gt;my sis?she has kidney problems.and used to go to the to hospital for checkups once a week.and she has undergone operations for it.if she has swollen feet it'd mean that she'd have to go to the doc for it.because it might mean that she's been eating too salty.or too heaty.too much for her kidneys to take it.&lt;br /&gt;and for the man living in the house obviously he's cranky.and sick too.he has serious gastric problems and always have to rely on medication.and the only times when i feel sorry for him is when he has to do scopes.to check for gastric cancer.idk.it feels.&lt;br /&gt;and now my relative is down with cancer.its at the last stage.it feels.its like the bad news would come anytime soon.just like how it has been like with my grandma.sudden.but yet expected.i dont wanna hear those rituals.and cries.again.i dont wanna go to the crematorium.again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BLESSED.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE YET TO UNDERGO OPERERATIONS OR HAVE MAJOR ILLNESS.&lt;br /&gt;i am only slightly anaemic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4641802395718171625?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4641802395718171625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4641802395718171625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4641802395718171625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4641802395718171625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-6874885788319994884</id><published>2009-05-14T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:21:01.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iM in MiAmI BitCh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ITS STUCK IN MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM ADDICTED TO JUNK FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i am tolerant only of my nephew's cries.if it were other babies i might well feel like.uh throwing them out of the window.stuff the pacifier into their mouths.to think i've always wished for a younger sibling.i might well just mix alcohol into their milk and put them to bed.maybe thats why my parents fed me with alcohol when i was young.to shut me up.haha.uh but i still love joash.&lt;br /&gt;and i need money.desperately.i am so broke now.and have yet to save up for my birthday party.but whatever.i'll have the money.somehow.sometime.hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6874885788319994884?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6874885788319994884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6874885788319994884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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brownish gold hair.and handsome.details of his features arent important.just that he's fair.good complexion.and HOT.haha.obviously i am deprived in sp.pretty girls and boys are far and few in sp.love to look at them.think i am behaving more like a guy.just that i dont fantasize about them.haha.&lt;br /&gt;i am in sp tennis!!haha sports and me just dont really connect.but whatever.shall still go for it to train my stamina.which obviously sucks.that explains why i failed my 2.4km run despite my 2-3 attempts.and my worst time was 30mins.even that i still finished the run panting so hard.that i thought i would black out any moment.uh whatever hopefully i'll be able to last throught the tennis sessions.haha ok shut it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7198212111934071218?l=dreamz-of-colorz.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-14921709.post-2953468560642271726</id><published>2009-05-07T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:03:33.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my father when i was walking home just now.he was standing amidst the crowd.at the traffic light.i felt weird.idk why but i just know i have to walk away.the other direction.away from him.it is not the first time.and i know it wont be the last time i would be doing that.because long ago i no longer know how to communicate with this person.and i dont intend to either in the future.its amazing to me that i can recognise him in a crowd.even without my glasses.when it just feels that we are complete strangers.that conversation between us is kept to minimal everyday.less than 10 sentences.which is good.somehow.at times i wanna stalk him and see which bitches he's with.STALKER haha.but i didnt.must be some sluts whores.uh whatever just shut it.i dont give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do girls always fall for assholes?because of the stupid tactics that the guys use when they're wooing them.because they're always blowing hot and cold.because they're bastards.and most of the girls are suckers for that.wishing it would be a fairytale or whatever.and i am one too haha.i figured maybe next time i should find a old and filthy rich man to get married off to.and when he's dead i'd be rich.sugar daddy.and i can grow old with Mustang.haha.after all that's what i'm being taught all these while by my aunt.but i'm not gonna get married.so whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2953468560642271726?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3825701126158804556</id><published>2009-05-06T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:02:11.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love my friends.nothing can say how much they mean to me.all the shit that i face.all the things that my friends have done and said.i love them.&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been having mood swings.it is bad.and it is def not menses.and i think it is all so shit.i just want a good night's sleep.i need a good night's sleep.it would be alright after that.it has to be.uh this post sounds.wrong.somehow.but uh whatever,shut it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drinking.and some loud music.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3825701126158804556?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3825701126158804556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3825701126158804556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3825701126158804556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3825701126158804556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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little high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and jq is DEFINITELY THE BOMB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just love him more when he's drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heck with all the shit he gives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can do with people better than him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331317710546946626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SfylNhHmSkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r2tYbxUaXok/s320/9362e625%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8551210626157153111?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8551210626157153111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=8551210626157153111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8551210626157153111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8551210626157153111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/05/move-move-shake-shake-now-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SfylNhHmSkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r2tYbxUaXok/s72-c/9362e625%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-588530543043472441</id><published>2009-05-02T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:44:46.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am drunk.at least i wouldnt have to listen to all the shit that he's sprouting.wth.what is the freakin' problem with him?why is it that some people can have such perfect families?why is it that no matter how hard i try things still remain status quo?if not worse?i just cant help but keep thinking if only i am born into a better family,where my parents are at least sane.or my father rather.i just wish i could run away.from all this shit.from him.i just wanna get drunk and get high.get drunk and forget about everthing.where his existence is no longer.when his words no longer affect me.i just wanna drink.till nothing else matters.till he's out of the picture.completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the gurls.jq.friends.&lt;br /&gt;they keep me alive.&lt;br /&gt;i love it even more when they're drunk.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-588530543043472441?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/588530543043472441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=588530543043472441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and nothing's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;and things starting to complicate.&lt;br /&gt;for ME.&lt;br /&gt;uh shut it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3915438683549787384?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3915438683549787384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3915438683549787384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3915438683549787384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3915438683549787384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-9211713207786234853</id><published>2009-04-18T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:18:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so bloated now..and its not because of menses..i think i am eating way too much recently...all those crisps and cravings are taking a toll on me now..have been feeling nauseous lately..but uh whatever...at least it's putting some weight on me..or rather more than some...and i used to think snacking doesnt put on the extra pounds.now i've gotta change that perception.&lt;br /&gt;and gosh sem's starting soon and i've yet to adjust to my sleeping time..i am a nocturnal now.guess i'd be a walking zombie during lectures in the days to come.which equates to more caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;and i think there's a problem in my father's family production line.my father's cranky at times.his sister too darn autocratic.not to mention both of selfish.seriously.my aunt is just a heck of a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;and this time my mum might have to forgo going to her grandson's one month celebration for her stuff?and she wasnt even really happy when joash is born.wth..my mum is her PA.takes her paychecks.but seriously.she is treating my mum more like a underling.she is younger than my mum but her behaviour just shows that she doesnt give much a damn to it.seriously,show some respect.for others and yourself.get a life.i am not insinuating that i despise her.but uh whatever.just hopefully i'd gow to love her.eventually..&lt;br /&gt;and i am just glad that friendships with my gurls are still the same.i dont think i'd wanna go through the same darn thing with them as i did with phoebe and i before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am still hung up on the guy at the flea mkt.or rather still mesmerized by his pretty face.heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-9211713207786234853?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/9211713207786234853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=9211713207786234853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/9211713207786234853'/><link rel='self' 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a good bitching time with the gurls.on everything,nothing...it just makes me feel...whole..&lt;br /&gt;and i thought i wouldnt be able to really talk to her anymore but...i love you.i forgot why i used to love you.but today i realised why again.&lt;br /&gt;and dont be deceived by the looks!guys might look good in the clothes.broad shoulders and a seemingly good bod but what's underneath might just not be the thing you wanna see.hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love make time passes..&lt;br /&gt;time make love passes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-951768790812046816?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/951768790812046816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things are going through my head now...apparently this holiday didnt do much in sorting them out..all these while it has been fiddling with the improbability..somebody just slap me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1365923874528517031?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1365923874528517031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1365923874528517031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1365923874528517031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1365923874528517031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-1649921672229370969</id><published>2009-04-07T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:23:23.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth school is gonna suck big time this sem...seriously,ending at 5pm everyday?it's just shit..and with 3 practicals on friday and more autocad?i think i am just gonna die this sem...all the weight i've gain is gonna drop to around 41 again when this sem starts wth...hopefully the pracs are gonna be aircraft engines and not some stupid drilling and turning...oh gosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1649921672229370969?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1649921672229370969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1649921672229370969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1649921672229370969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1649921672229370969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-7579155956989504963</id><published>2009-03-27T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:14:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was great!!my classmates,entertainment,food,drinks,car rides,cooking...they were GREAT!!not that i did any of the cooking but whatever..the guys are good!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/ScvSkhLD3mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HiY14KO8Tzo/s320/2584_75172164745_718799745_2281195_5917214_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317575309862887010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/ScvSkTI4TJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0WXKpoOgyRo/s1600-h/2584_75172089745_718799745_2281184_342873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/ScvSkTI4TJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0WXKpoOgyRo/s320/2584_75172089745_718799745_2281184_342873_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317575306095643794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love indians!!and the halal gurl!!and car rides in deepan's car!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7579155956989504963?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7579155956989504963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7579155956989504963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7579155956989504963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7579155956989504963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/ScvSkKIDgzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vO2utylVU8w/s72-c/2584_75172054745_718799745_2281177_7874084_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-2881714167324632413</id><published>2009-03-23T04:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:31:55.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dream to escape from reality&lt;br /&gt;i stay awake so as not to dream&lt;br /&gt;the dream that seemed so real&lt;br /&gt;i cant fall asleep as i am afraid&lt;br /&gt;afraid that something might happen when i am sleeping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2881714167324632413?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2881714167324632413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=2881714167324632413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2881714167324632413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2881714167324632413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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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-14921709.post-5645986875709694883</id><published>2009-03-21T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:50:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your future friend:&lt;/strong&gt; People with mature and strong character attract you. Your close friends are usually a tigress or a tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your travel plan:&lt;/strong&gt; In the future, you will often take overseas trips especially to modernized countries. You will get to explore Europe and North Asia like you always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your future financial status:&lt;/strong&gt; You are a big spender! You always spend on friends and luxury goods without feeling guilty. No matter how much you earn, you churn to match it. Your credit cards get thinner and thinner from frequent swipes. The figure in your bank account is not what you enjoy seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last period of your life:&lt;/strong&gt; You can't stand being a lonely old lady so you will spend the last days of you life being a kind loving grandparent so that the kids will love to have you around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;how true!!hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test61.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5645986875709694883?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5645986875709694883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5645986875709694883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;wth is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;i am,&lt;br /&gt;at times.&lt;br /&gt;but a part of me seems&lt;br /&gt;missing...&lt;br /&gt;everything seems alright.&lt;br /&gt;but why does it feel so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;to hell with these nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;the wailing..the rituals...they still ring in my ears...&lt;br /&gt;the day she's being cremated..&lt;br /&gt;it's on 30 june too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jy.&lt;br /&gt;and ql.&lt;br /&gt;and hsien wen.&lt;br /&gt;and fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4805421111909105408?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4805421111909105408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just start eating greens and become a vegetarian..seriously..i should never have went to the market..i am disgusted when i see meat now...its like...omg!!im not trying to go on diet or being anorexic but its just that i cant seem to be able to stomach much food nowadays..when i eat too much nowadays i'd either wanna puke or have the runs...&lt;br /&gt;and my sleeping cycle now is so screwed up....i just cant get to sleep...and i'd always be awakened by my palpitating heartbeat...im so tired and drained but i just cant sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i need to take my mind off it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1239680757434608232?l=dreamz-of-colorz.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-14921709.post-2343152072668179545</id><published>2009-03-09T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:57:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BeGinnIngS aRe RanDoM BuT enDinGS aLwaYs HavE A rEasOn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get it out of my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-2343152072668179545?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2343152072668179545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=2343152072668179545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2343152072668179545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/2343152072668179545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/03/beginnings-are-random-but-endings.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-7005337424608918492</id><published>2009-03-06T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:18:40.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="resultbox"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b id="restitle"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div id="resresult"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 79%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 67%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 55%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 53%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 41%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 26%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(221, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 10%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/results/what_is_your_true_fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7005337424608918492?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7005337424608918492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7005337424608918492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7005337424608918492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7005337424608918492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-474260630090246060</id><published>2009-02-21T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:51:39.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's love like we've never been hurt before;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's dance like no one is praising us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's sing like no one is listening to us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's work like we don't need money for it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's live like today is the doomsday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you dont want to get hurt, then dont fall in love&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/14921709-474260630090246060?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/474260630090246060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=474260630090246060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/474260630090246060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/474260630090246060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-4136086215884491732</id><published>2009-02-20T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:42:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally 2 more papers left and i'd be free!!!!omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i've finally had my drink!!!though its just a can of carlsberg bt oh well its better than nothing...i've been feeling like shit recently...and its nt just coz of exams..thank goodness there's fatiha,philly and tharma to keep me sane..i cant wait till end of exams!!!im so gonna get drunk,wasted and whatever..it'd v unsightly for a gurl to be drunk bt whatever..i just wanna be drunk and be free from all this these even for just awhile...i really dunnoe what to do about it anymore&lt;br /&gt;and the guy is...i really do wanna slap him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4136086215884491732?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4136086215884491732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4136086215884491732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4136086215884491732'/><link rel='self' 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and faithful!!!hahahhahah...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go drinking sometime!!!i need some booze!! feel so aaahhhhhhhhh!!!gonna lose my sanity!!!and i feel like slapping some sense into him!!if he has any to begin with...hate his behaviour...his attitude is like...shit!seriously my gurl deserves better...but its ironic how things between them has made us closer...not just with her but also with philly and tharma...didnt expect i'd ever cry in front of them..bt yah...haha..im beginning to really like my class...the peeps are so cute!!the indians just simply rock!!first time ever spending time with 5 indians..like for all breaks,lunches and studyin...hahahha nt really 5 coz philly is too westernised..hahahha..and his eyes are just woa!!!they're like those of a doll!!!so big!!!reminds me of ferrero..i can look forever into his eyes!!seriously!!!and kumar and vejay are beyond description.they're just mind-blasting!!hahahhah..the next russell peters!hahahhahha...and me neighbour's blasting akon's songs over his sound system..yet agin!!that reminds me of father deepan!!hahhahaha...my akon lover friend!and we'd always blast akon's songs in his car!!!i wanna make love right na na na...hahahahhaha...and my j-k lover xueyi who's always glued to shuangsheng..xueyi would always give half of his tissue to him!!hahahahhaha...and tharma(SAYYYAAANG) who's always helping me to finish up my food!!hahahahaha..love them!aaahhhhh stupid exams have yet to study for them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my gurls!!or rather just jy and ql ALOT!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4757231026862298360?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4757231026862298360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel good about this whole thing thats happening&lt;br /&gt;its freaking me out&lt;br /&gt;its scary&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it&lt;br /&gt;dont like it happening to my friends&lt;br /&gt;especially the both of them&lt;br /&gt;its gonna hurt the people involved&lt;br /&gt;especially her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-4042870972035992488?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4042870972035992488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=4042870972035992488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/4042870972035992488'/><link 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now he is the root of her misery&lt;br /&gt;she changed so much for him&lt;br /&gt;to accommodate his atrocious behaviour&lt;br /&gt;he used to be a good friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;but not anymore&lt;br /&gt;because he has hurt her too much&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe why&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i see her bawling her eyes out for him&lt;br /&gt;it would remind me of HER&lt;br /&gt;and i HATE it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5620245588196899625?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5620245588196899625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5620245588196899625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dumb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5700322529571212964?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5700322529571212964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5700322529571212964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5700322529571212964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5700322529571212964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-7854944841527732245</id><published>2009-01-12T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:08:57.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so fragile...when i saw her today,she reminded me of my grandma...if my grandma was still alive she'd have been 91 years old by now...she's so skinny now...all her bones are showing...cheeks sunken in...i almost couldnt recognise her...she's like my grandma...like the very last time i have seen her...except that my grandma had tubes inserted in her...and she's already gone for 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;i've always liked to watch people sleep...because they looked so innocent and sweet when they're sleeping...but im scared when old folks sleep...because im scared to find them having no chest movement...that once they sleep they might never wake up...i hope she sleeps well..and i'll be able to hear her soft breathing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-7854944841527732245?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7854944841527732245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=7854944841527732245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/7854944841527732245'/><link rel='self' 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came!!!OMG!!!it was totally unexpected!!hahahahha..the handsome boy..hahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlR0cnL9ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/C0U31knHj_g/s1600-h/DSCF0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlR0cnL9ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/C0U31knHj_g/s320/DSCF0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289849198798960018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      My Dearest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlTDLn0afI/AAAAAAAAABk/q9f2db1GHw4/s1600-h/DSCF0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlTDLn0afI/AAAAAAAAABk/q9f2db1GHw4/s320/DSCF0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289850551447874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlTkUTau9I/AAAAAAAAABs/wLBe3fQwwgw/s1600-h/DSCF0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlTkUTau9I/AAAAAAAAABs/wLBe3fQwwgw/s320/DSCF0926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289851120713907154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Loves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlUV3vGnuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8mxoWV_w02w/s1600-h/DSCF0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlUV3vGnuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8mxoWV_w02w/s320/DSCF0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289851972038860514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Love Her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlVqLOTqNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_1nYbGC1Foo/s1600-h/DSCF0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlVqLOTqNI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_1nYbGC1Foo/s320/DSCF0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289853420379023570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Pretty Gurls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlXwzKl2fI/AAAAAAAAACM/rRUucKqXDAI/s1600-h/DSCF0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlXwzKl2fI/AAAAAAAAACM/rRUucKqXDAI/s320/DSCF0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855733203327474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                         Smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlXxHEnAUI/AAAAAAAAACU/2Qa5WH45cnY/s1600-h/DSCF0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlXxHEnAUI/AAAAAAAAACU/2Qa5WH45cnY/s320/DSCF0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289855738546946370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                  Saranghae!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlZ7jBAzWI/AAAAAAAAACc/ir6Zgxak-t4/s1600-h/DSCF0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlZ7jBAzWI/AAAAAAAAACc/ir6Zgxak-t4/s320/DSCF0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289858116869999970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                      Leeyen &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlasgS9pmI/AAAAAAAAACs/HAzxt31-DAw/s1600-h/DSCF0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5621355840234701114?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5621355840234701114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5621355840234701114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5621355840234701114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5621355840234701114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SWlR0cnL9ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/C0U31knHj_g/s72-c/DSCF0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-3204319453905536458</id><published>2009-01-05T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:29:10.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planetarium lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="viewtopic" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="row1 six"&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table class="viewtopic" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="row1 four"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="txttop"&gt;Evening approaches and the voices of night-smiling children fade&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are somewhere under this sky, far, far away &lt;br /&gt;At summer’s end, we snuck away together, we found this park &lt;br /&gt;I kind of remember that constellation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don’t meet you, I can search for memories &lt;br /&gt;Of the same sort of happiness. &lt;br /&gt;Both the smell and fireworks going “bang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to where you are &lt;br /&gt;I want to start running there soon &lt;br /&gt;I can’t see anything in the inky darkness&lt;br /&gt;Even if I’m scared I’ll be okay &lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of this clear sky &lt;br /&gt;Is here now all the time. &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t cry when I saw you in the past&lt;br /&gt;Because the sky was clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily, from that road over there, I can only hear one sound.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll stare at your big shadow.&lt;br /&gt;It is not in the least expected to change.&lt;br /&gt;A sad feeling expands inside you.&lt;br /&gt;This is the “you’re not there” kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go and be next to you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am really, really small&lt;br /&gt;I love you the most&lt;br /&gt;I can be strong&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly try to make a wish on a falling star&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll reach the point where I don’t cry&lt;br /&gt;In a clear sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm not with you, I can search for memories&lt;br /&gt;Of the same sort of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Like the smell, together with fireworks going “bang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to your place (The place that is with you…)&lt;br /&gt;A small hand clenching yours,&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry; that is a beautiful sky.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly try to make a wish on a falling star&lt;br /&gt;Under this sky, I don’t think that I want to cry.&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="txtbottom"&gt;&lt;span class="edited"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last edited by enlightened0ne on Apr 03, 2007 4:35 pm; edited 1 time in total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;    a love story..&lt;br /&gt;    i thought they would last forever..&lt;br /&gt;    they were the best i've ever seen..&lt;br /&gt;    they look so good together...&lt;br /&gt;    but it has ended..&lt;br /&gt;    it used to be a 'they'..&lt;br /&gt;    now it's just 'he' and 'she'..&lt;br /&gt;    it ended all too sudden...&lt;br /&gt;    the snowball has shattered..&lt;br /&gt;    the fairytale in it has come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;    no more meetups.&lt;br /&gt;    no more calls.&lt;br /&gt;    period.&lt;br /&gt;    i hope she gets better.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    personal relationships are so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;    is it worth the time building one in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;    only to get yourself hurt in the end&lt;br /&gt;    all good things come to an end&lt;br /&gt;    even the most beautiful fairytale&lt;br /&gt;    will come to an end..&lt;br /&gt;    from flames to dust..&lt;br /&gt;    lovers to friends...&lt;br /&gt;    maybe its all just a beautiful dream in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3204319453905536458?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3204319453905536458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3204319453905536458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;the book is just set in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i've been staring at it for an hour&lt;br /&gt;and im still stuck at the first page&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt seem to me that i'll make any progress today&lt;br /&gt;even when i watched tv today&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to be able to focus&lt;br /&gt;i feel empty&lt;br /&gt;my soul is not in the body&lt;br /&gt;and its scared&lt;br /&gt;as it explores the various ominous things it might happen&lt;br /&gt;my mind is in a confused state&lt;br /&gt;its in a whirlwind&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be blank&lt;br /&gt;but its not&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be thinking about yesterday's incident&lt;br /&gt;and the past&lt;br /&gt;the unpleasant incidents that i've been through&lt;br /&gt;that i've subconsciously trying very hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;but i've failed&lt;br /&gt;miserably&lt;br /&gt;because its all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;the fear&lt;br /&gt;i could still feel it&lt;br /&gt;enfolding me&lt;br /&gt;the cries&lt;br /&gt;i could still hear it clearly&lt;br /&gt;when will it all come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;when will she stop pinning her hopes on him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-938214802400858385?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/938214802400858385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=938214802400858385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/938214802400858385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/938214802400858385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-5767372116185128843</id><published>2008-12-26T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:54:26.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so scared.&lt;br /&gt;this whole thing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect this year's christmas to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it'd be fun this year.&lt;br /&gt;it started out great.&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;but ended up bad.&lt;br /&gt;worst ever.&lt;br /&gt;things were spiralling out of control&lt;br /&gt;isnt christmas supposed to be a festive season?&lt;br /&gt;a day of joy and laughter?&lt;br /&gt;how did things become like this?&lt;br /&gt;tears were shed.&lt;br /&gt;bt they were not tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;sreamings and shoutings could be heard.&lt;br /&gt;bt they were not shouts of joy.&lt;br /&gt;they were cries of frustrations and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;thats the christmas i had this year.&lt;br /&gt;far far far from the christmas i've dreamt about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a womaniser.&lt;br /&gt;a bloody bastard.&lt;br /&gt;he's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;always.&lt;br /&gt;used to be.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry lord.&lt;br /&gt;for saying this.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;he has brought us too much misery.&lt;br /&gt;he broke up this family.&lt;br /&gt;all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;he started it.&lt;br /&gt;he gambles.&lt;br /&gt;he womanises.&lt;br /&gt;he drinks.&lt;br /&gt;he's abusive.&lt;br /&gt;used to be.&lt;br /&gt;he's useless.&lt;br /&gt;fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;a total fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant cry over it.&lt;br /&gt;and i wont cry over it.&lt;br /&gt;ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry god.&lt;br /&gt;but i would still rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;because it's your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;because i know&lt;br /&gt;you would be here for me&lt;br /&gt;protecting me&lt;br /&gt;no matter what matters.&lt;br /&gt;love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let peace,joy and health come to my family.&lt;br /&gt;come to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last time i can say this year&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;i would never forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i never have him as my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5767372116185128843?l=dreamz-of-colorz.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-14921709.post-3311509366472236784</id><published>2008-12-22T02:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:50:38.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A person 200 years ago&lt;br /&gt;would have died&lt;br /&gt;a person 100 years ago&lt;br /&gt;might still be alive now&lt;br /&gt;a person 40 years ago&lt;br /&gt;is still alive&lt;br /&gt;but a person who was with you just 1 min ago&lt;br /&gt;might have been gone the next min when you look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter&lt;br /&gt;that when i turn around&lt;br /&gt;you're not there&lt;br /&gt;all it matters is that&lt;br /&gt;im here&lt;br /&gt;each time when you turn around&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3311509366472236784?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3311509366472236784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3311509366472236784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3311509366472236784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3311509366472236784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-8258387231370276893</id><published>2008-12-21T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:44:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a failure&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i know what to do now&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;this aint gonna be good&lt;br /&gt;hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can only just look at it&lt;br /&gt;wishing for something to happen&lt;br /&gt;or for it to remain status quo&lt;br /&gt;it shldnt have been&lt;br /&gt;hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming!!&lt;br /&gt;santa and his fellow reindeers are coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;snow will pile up outside the doorway&lt;br /&gt;all lights in the town will light up&lt;br /&gt;welcoming this festive season!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-8258387231370276893?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8258387231370276893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=8258387231370276893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8258387231370276893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/8258387231370276893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-5969536688373469743</id><published>2008-12-17T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:35:23.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how she looked like when she left us...&lt;br /&gt;did she leave with a smile on her face...?&lt;br /&gt;or did she leave us still worrying about the family..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you...&lt;br /&gt;but i know you would be alright and happy up there now...&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-5637509290843878554</id><published>2008-12-13T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:31:31.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ChRisTmAs iS fInaLlY hErE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SUNP_vjjfQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Sz09Y4qE9A/s1600-h/christmas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 426px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SUNP_vjjfQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Sz09Y4qE9A/s320/christmas.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279151144724299010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silver Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;City sidewalks,busy sidewalks&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in holiday style&lt;br /&gt;In the air there's a feeling of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;/children laughing,people passing&lt;br /&gt;Meeting smile after smile&lt;br /&gt;And on every street corner you hear&lt;br /&gt;Silver bells,silver bells&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas time in the city&lt;br /&gt;Ring a ling,hear them ring&lt;br /&gt;Soon it will be Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;Strings of street lights,even stop lights&lt;br /&gt;Blink a bright red and green&lt;br /&gt;As the shoppers run home with their treasures&lt;br /&gt;Hear the snow crunch,see the kids bunch              &lt;br /&gt;This is santa's big scene&lt;br /&gt;And above the bustle you hear...&lt;br /&gt;Silver bells,silver bells&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas time in the city&lt;br /&gt;Ring a ling,hear them ring&lt;br /&gt;Soon it will be Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would be snow flakes...presents filled the stockings and under the Christmas tree...Christmas carols playing in the house...wonderful aroma of the grilled turkey and shepherd's pie will fill the room...little kids running around..old folks gathering near the fireplace sharing stories...mothers busied themselves with the preparation of food...fathers laughing heartily,drinking Chivas...laughter filled the room...having the best time of their lives...a wonderful sight to behold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for all that you've done for me and my loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/14921709-5637509290843878554?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SUNP_vjjfQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Sz09Y4qE9A/s72-c/christmas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-5539619379488971265</id><published>2008-12-10T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:51:05.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 things most girls dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate sluts even though they have sex with them!(oh yeah..you're not "popular" if you've slept with more than 6 guys..you're a HOE)&lt;br /&gt;--"Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;--Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes&lt;br /&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think&lt;br /&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;br /&gt;--Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;--It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;br /&gt;--Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful.If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;--No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;br /&gt;--Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;--Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;br /&gt;--If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;--Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;br /&gt;--If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more. Tell them that you aren't interested in a relationship and they will respect you.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;--No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;--Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;--We don't like girls who are too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;--We love it when girls talk about there boobs.&lt;br /&gt;--Always make sure you know what kind of stuff your getting into before making out with a guy ...like wheather it's a one time deal or not ....&lt;br /&gt;--Believe it or not shy guys are the most easiest to talk to..it may not seem right but trust me they will start opening up like books after you just ask them questions about their lives and unoticable tell them about yours...&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually&lt;br /&gt;--Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs..&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will test the waters to see how far they can get with you. Even if he doesn't intend to it will happen. Know how far it is you want to let him go and he will respect that...after you let him know a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-5539619379488971265?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5539619379488971265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=5539619379488971265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5539619379488971265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/5539619379488971265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/12/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-3090491683144591372</id><published>2008-12-09T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:48:08.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wHen I lOoK bAcK thE nEXt mInuTe, WouLd yOU sTiLl bE tHeRe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect to fall in love with him...i didnt wan to...it just happened...and im not even sure if it is...im not one who thinks that love is all that..that it is above all,the greatest thing..coz in my 17 years of life i've witnessed enough to make me believe that love is not all that sweet and romantic as i've thought it was...i've grown to learn that love turns nasty and harsh when chemistry is lost between a couple...that love is a materialistic plaything...money can be used to buy or keep the love of someone...that's wad im taught on lessons of love since young...that trusting someone is tough..that love is changeable..that when someone loves you,it'd not be forever...and im scared to fall in love...yet i still wish to be in love..a fairytale kinda love...one that would have a different ending from...bogoshipda..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3090491683144591372?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3090491683144591372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3090491683144591372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3090491683144591372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3090491683144591372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-look-back-next-minute-would-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-1498629383061932089</id><published>2008-11-27T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:43:44.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SS6arNZKAjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gemeiqGIAlc/s1600-h/Joash%21%21"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SS6arNZKAjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gemeiqGIAlc/s320/Joash%21%21" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273322280817656370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my nephew!!!Joash!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad ya alright nw...stay healthy bb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why dont you like ur father?"...&lt;br /&gt;why didnt i have a father like urs..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-1498629383061932089?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1498629383061932089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=1498629383061932089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1498629383061932089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/1498629383061932089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SS6arNZKAjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gemeiqGIAlc/s72-c/Joash%21%21' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-6544354527485844020</id><published>2008-11-25T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:37:17.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="clearfloat"&gt;         &lt;a href="http://kreah-craze.com/kudaeraso-lyrics-robbers-ost/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Kudaeraso Lyrics (Robbers OST)" class="title"&gt;Kudaeraso Lyrics (Robbers OST)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted in &lt;a href="http://kreah-craze.com/category/korean-drama-ost-lyrics/robbers-ost-lyrics/" title="View all posts in Robbers OST  Lyrics" rel="category tag"&gt;Robbers OST  Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; on 3 September 2008  &lt;p&gt;Kudaeraso Lyrics (Robbers OST)&lt;br /&gt;Singer: Shin Nara / Romanization by Kreah&lt;br /&gt;Also credit kreah-craze.com&lt;br /&gt;kunyang noraso kkong noraso&lt;br /&gt;nae mamul yoro chungonde&lt;br /&gt;nodo irohke&lt;br /&gt;tto nal tugo gal koja-nha&lt;br /&gt;nan norul midko kasumul yolgo&lt;br /&gt;nol saranghage tweborin naraso&lt;br /&gt;irohke tto ulda jichyoso&lt;br /&gt;norul bullobogo&lt;br /&gt;yongwon-halkora mirwodun gu mal&lt;br /&gt;sumgyo-on gu mal saranghandan mal&lt;br /&gt;kuron su omnun goram-yeon&lt;br /&gt;nae-ga monjo nol saranghanda ma-rhalkke&lt;br /&gt;(norul) saranghaeso (niga) kuriwoso&lt;br /&gt;(niga) bogopaso (naegen) kudaeraso&lt;br /&gt;sarangha-neun norul [...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;what exactly am i feeling nw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6544354527485844020?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6544354527485844020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6544354527485844020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6544354527485844020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6544354527485844020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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-14921709.post-3393741933432087461</id><published>2008-10-21T19:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:12:46.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SP24u1a10bI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fPaH5egdF6k/s1600-h/staring+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SP24u1a10bI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fPaH5egdF6k/s320/staring+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259563054591758770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you would be alright...that you would be safe and healthy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-3393741933432087461?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3393741933432087461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=3393741933432087461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3393741933432087461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/3393741933432087461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/10/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_2331.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ5xEOs9f04/SP24u1a10bI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fPaH5egdF6k/s72-c/staring+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14921709.post-6349468033229553193</id><published>2008-10-21T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:53:24.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a DreAm iS a WiSh mAde wIF ur HeArT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;you dont command my respect.at all.&lt;br /&gt;i can only remember you hurting us.each and every single one of us.&lt;br /&gt;how nice of you to treat us this way.when we were all still young.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you spending time w us are vague.&lt;br /&gt;all i can remember of my childhood are tears and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;now scoldings from you will not make me cry.nt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but what you still do now will still make me upset.cry.&lt;br /&gt;but it would not.not in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14921709-6349468033229553193?l=dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6349468033229553193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14921709&amp;postID=6349468033229553193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6349468033229553193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14921709/posts/default/6349468033229553193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamz-of-colorz.blogspot.com/2008/10/dream-is-wish-made-wif-ur-heart_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15784695885138890074</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>
