<?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-37172980</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:29:46.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgotten memories.her past.forever her.</title><subtitle type='html'>my poems.my life.my memories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-4230564953522418917</id><published>2007-08-25T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:19:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once more I'll say goodbye to you &lt;br /&gt;Things happen, but we don't really know why &lt;br /&gt;If it's supposed to be like this &lt;br /&gt;Why do most of us ignore the chance to miss? &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart at the seams and my dreams turn to tears &lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling this situation &lt;br /&gt;Run away try to find that safe place you can hide &lt;br /&gt;The best place to be when you're feeling like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah) &lt;br /&gt;All these things I hate revolve around &lt;br /&gt;Me (Me) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Just back off before I snap &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more you tell those lies to me &lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just be straight up with honesty? &lt;br /&gt;When you say those things in my ear &lt;br /&gt;Why do you always tell me what you wanna hear? &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah (yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear your heart on your sleeve, make things hard to believe &lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling this situation &lt;br /&gt;Run away try to find that safe place you can hide &lt;br /&gt;It's the best place to be when you're feeling like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;All these things I hate revolve around &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;Just back off before I snap and you'll &lt;br /&gt;See! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;All these things I hate revolve around &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;Just back off before I snap &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart at the seams and my dreams turn to tears &lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling this situation &lt;br /&gt;Run away try to find that safe place you can hide &lt;br /&gt;It's the best place to be when you're feeling like me &lt;br /&gt;(it's the best place to be when you're!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;All these things I hate revolve around &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;Just back off before I snap and you'll &lt;br /&gt;See! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;All these things I hate revolve around &lt;br /&gt;Me! (Me!) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! (Yeah!) &lt;br /&gt;Just back off before I snap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4230564953522418917?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4230564953522418917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=4230564953522418917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4230564953522418917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4230564953522418917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/once-more-ill-say-goodbye-to-you-things.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-2638878197571401164</id><published>2007-07-22T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:30:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wah! ok the worst thing in my life now is "getting married" at 14...&lt;br /&gt;anyway..it was jus a skit..&lt;br /&gt;ah so busy recently..waiting for my "ever late" friend to show up to plan about my best frewn's birthday..we going to watch harry potter later..i m not really a harry potter fan..but its kinda interesting..the fantasy n all..after all its the second time we all get to out together, right guys? rmb the last time, we took neoprints n all..it was fun..other times i or another cannot come..sigh&lt;br /&gt;i jus wish we were in the past..i love u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe u r not part of my school life anymore..when we were p5, rmb dhurga n me always after tamil lesson run to the toilet n stay there to watse time..then sumtimes teacher catch us n ask us to go to back to class..n rmb all those stupid fights we had wif each other? and all those letters of apology..its like..the best damn thing that i can hav in my life..if onli i could jus go back to time n stay there forever..it will nvr get boring wif u guys...&lt;br /&gt;u all r the best..&amp; i noe u will always be there for me when i need u..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can always tok to u..&lt;br /&gt;well dzafira, happy birthday..i'm happy to telling u that i noe u for 8 an 1/2 years..wow..my trust on u is absolute..and the rest of u..i noe u all for 4-6 years..u all mean a lot to me..&lt;br /&gt;and rmb dis, when we turn eigth teen.. we make this commitment that we will go to pub and drink to our fullest fill..kay i gtg&lt;br /&gt;cya later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i nvr want these memories to die..&lt;br /&gt;or fade away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-2638878197571401164?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2638878197571401164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=2638878197571401164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2638878197571401164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2638878197571401164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/wah-ok-worst-thing-in-my-life-now-is.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-3534157941964171894</id><published>2007-06-15T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:02:41.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today went to play badminton wif geri...at below *coughs* blk &lt;coughs&gt;460. then we go central buy bubble tea..fries..and scrapbk..sophia was suppose to come at 5 but she say she gt do other stuff so geri came back to my hse..edit photos..check friendster..disturb matthew on msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;today i m so damn ....... happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cos i finally got a cousin..&amp;amp;its a girl x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;its not fair thad my brother get to c her..so sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my parents comin bac tomorrow morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;amp; then we r gonna go out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp; me will never get bored..oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;not forgetting my plans wif my frewns for next week..a movie n go escape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&amp;amp; i dun noe y i've been using &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today's a great day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;just like any other good days i had in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-7064581525147432615</id><published>2007-06-08T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:19:40.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4 june: FOR GERII!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today go central wif hui yun,geri,sophia n me.&amp; all the way they keep disturbing hui yun..cannot EXPOSE wat we disturbed her about..its a secret..shhhh.so fun lar..after thad took sum pics..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k i dun noe where they r..  lol..will upload photos once i get em..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 june:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm bored..well i'm grounded.lol.i can onli use com for one hr..i hate maths! need to do so many pg..argh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 june:X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my parents n bro packing..they going overseas for 10 days! wah...so busy going here n there buying stuff..den i aso follo..bought 2 shirts,a black n red,it was damn nice..and black pants..i still have not decided if i going for the bbq or not..but most probably i tink i going..sze ern,sophia,caren and geri..i tink i will hav a hell of a time there..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8june:] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mum's been smsing me..n its gonna go on for 10 days..lol..ok...i was watching dis video at midnight...after watching incredible tales n other shows..den got advertisements so i change to mtv.i saw a video bout dis guy doing disco and his pants looked like  skirt!1st i thought it was a skirt..after seeing properly, and laughing like hell i realised it was pants where at the top very big..so it was like..urghh dun noe how to describe..oh well..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas..i had a sweet dream..even though i nvr realli wanted it to happen..now i wish it would..weird but..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who cares?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-7064581525147432615?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7064581525147432615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=7064581525147432615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7064581525147432615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7064581525147432615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/06/4-june-for-gerii-today-go-central-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-4244687282738717211</id><published>2007-05-17T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T14:33:08.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;today get back almost all exams...ok lar all my marks..no failure..science and art paper left.i nvr take history  and maths paper..so no marks...lol.eng got 63.lit got 60.mt got 62.lol!me n lynn's marks for eng were the same except for the newspaper article..she got 1mark higher..then during pw..walou the teach damn wat lar...soph,me,geri,sze ern,wuan yi and hui yunn play the mafia game.then he come ask us wat he doing then say everyone go bac to thier own seats and read newspaper...sian...i was doodling on my foolscap paper...denise was like blocking the teach view of me...so i slept.after skool went to minimart wif lynn..saw him..he was behind us and his stupid frewns were making noises.argh.after thad go bac home...then while walking i accidently stepped on a stick...i was like "ar..nvm stick onli..no pain so who cares.." and did not bother to look down..all of  a sudden i felt a piercing pain at my heels..it was a STUPID RED ANT!omg...i knocked it off..it was damn pain...arghh i hate RED ANTS!esspecially getting bitten by one..they got pincers at the front of thier stupid face..sick man..awww...now its raining!if while walking it rained then i would hav played "umbrella" by rihanna and jay z and be happy like hell..oh too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When the sun shine we'll shine together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Said I'll always be your friendTook an oath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'mma stick it out 'til the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now that it's raining more then ever know that we'll still have eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You can stand under my umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;[secret love]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4244687282738717211?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4244687282738717211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=4244687282738717211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4244687282738717211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4244687282738717211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-get-back-almost-all-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-33169310985268567</id><published>2007-05-14T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:31:44.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dnt down...art left!2morrow must go prcs aso to collect my results..so sian..i verii excited..i feel like i got a A2..yeah i verii confident..paper quite easy kay..doing art now..aiya..i dun noe wtf i shd do..i finished the 1st piece already...working on the 2nd piece now..woots!got a friendship ring frm the chubakas!today de dnt paper thye design production verii stupid k...walou they ask to draw two ideas on  "balancing toys"...do we look like we play wif toys?well its over..i guess wat i thought is not true...mayb for once i shd believe thad it will work out..i dun noe...well..june's comin soon..i wanna go escape..i wanna go watch nancy drew..oh yeah..emma frm unfabulous(addie singer) is acting as nancy drew!cant wait..saw the trailer on one of my frewn's ipod nano...cool..kays..gtg do art..after thad its fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-33169310985268567?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/33169310985268567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=33169310985268567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#000099;"&gt;i feel one kind...like i jus wanna be alone..i dun wanna be at home or in school...i jus want to disappear..i can walk in the rain cos i got a cold...jus hav dis dreadful feeling...i jus want it to fade away.i feel like i'm falling...i hate everyting now..all are changing...n its so fast.i cant let go..no..i cant move on...i love dis song.its so deep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/0Rajvmcn4g/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/0Rajvmcn4g/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, we're all a little insane&lt;br /&gt;But its so clear&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm unchained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is only in our minds&lt;br /&gt;Taking over all the time&lt;br /&gt;Fear is only in our minds&lt;br /&gt;But its taking over all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You poor sweet innocent thing&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes and testify&lt;br /&gt;You know you live to break me don't deny&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'm gonna forget your name&lt;br /&gt;And one sweet day&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna drown in my lost painFear is only in our minds&lt;br /&gt;Taking over all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is only in our minds&lt;br /&gt;But its taking over all the time&lt;br /&gt;You poor sweet innocent thing&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes and testify&lt;br /&gt;And oh you love to hate me don't you honey&lt;br /&gt;I'm your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I dream in darkness&lt;br /&gt;I sleep to die&lt;br /&gt;erase the silence&lt;br /&gt;erase my life&lt;br /&gt;our burning ashes&lt;br /&gt;blacken the day&lt;br /&gt;a world of nothingness&lt;br /&gt;blow me away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wonder why you hate&lt;br /&gt;Are you still too weak to survive your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;You poor sweet innocent thing&lt;br /&gt;Dry your eyes and testify&lt;br /&gt;You know you live to break me don't deny&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sacrifice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-1544688913830003556?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1544688913830003556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=1544688913830003556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/1544688913830003556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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13th..well unlucky day for me but it all ended wif the rain...i was walking home after skool wif sophia..after thad she went off to her blk n i saw caren,thanu and claire..when walking it started to rain..ah huh and thad was when i felt happy..we all loved the rain..talking bout putting our wet stuff in the oven and other stuff u realli dun wanna noe..hahas...so fun..and now i jus came back home..i was under the blk near greenview and i saw someone vandalise sumting on the table...******* luv ******-30.3.07...lol...must be sum kind of rumor...cant be bothered anyway...angry wif sumting...well i dun tink it matters now...he will always be like thad..i cant change him no matter wat..pathetic...nvm lar...jus got to get on wif my life..mayb wat i told her actually made her understand thad....i'm totally high now...listening to techno hits..yeah i noe thads not me...but when i get sugar rush..i do!k wanna go watch supernatural...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;[chocolates and the rain r my onli solution to my problems...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and my darlink too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4741796369020598613?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4741796369020598613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=4741796369020598613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4741796369020598613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4741796369020598613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/04/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-9070801391087326252</id><published>2007-04-08T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T18:36:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i listen to loud music when i'm sad so thad i can listen to wat i wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;i lock myself in my room so thad i can lock myself in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;i go to sleep so thad i can step away frm reality.&lt;br /&gt;i cry so thad i could let the pain all out...but it never ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm jus angry..she did not even bother to kol and apologise...she always said thad i had changed but she never knew she thad she herself had changed alot..frm gangs and hanging around under void decks wif guys to flunking maths...she serioulsy sux in maths...a girl who was so damn good in maths turn out to be like dis...i dun noe wat to say..well today's two of my darlink's b'days so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycodesplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Glitter" src="http://www.mycodesplace.com/glitter-text/glitter-files/letters/set8/h.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycodesplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Glitter" src="http://www.mycodesplace.com/glitter-text/glitter-files/letters/set8/a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycodesplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Glitter" 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycodesplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Glitter" src="http://www.mycodesplace.com/glitter-text/glitter-files/letters/set8/a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycodesplace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="MySpace Glitter" src="http://www.mycodesplace.com/glitter-text/glitter-files/letters/set8/y.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i shd be happy..rite..&lt;br /&gt;well i finally could get songs into my mp4 and well had so much of fun yesterday at vivocity watching freedom riders and after thad acting like a bunch of crazy teens..well even though bad tings happened i hav t forget them n move on..the onli ting is thad&lt;br /&gt;IE CANT MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-1602403517243890524</id><published>2007-04-07T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:04:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i no mood to blog so i shall not.pissed off by sum ppl doing stupid tings!!!arrggghhhh seriously .... !!!!!!!!get lost frm my face n dun even tink bout tokin to me n apologising to me...hate ditchers...they so totally rhyme wif bitches which is her!!!!!!!ARGGHHHH...thad stupid boy whom u hardly noe is more important to u rite..fine.&lt;br /&gt;u always said i shd not be emo&lt;br /&gt;u always tok bad bout emo ppl&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside u jus dunt noe how emo ppl feel!!!&lt;br /&gt;u never knew me...&lt;br /&gt;god damn u&lt;br /&gt;get lost!!!&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it..u knew me for 6 years but...&lt;br /&gt;u act so stupid...those gang ppl r more important eh&lt;br /&gt;thad incident made us learn a lesson..&lt;br /&gt;but u repeated the whole ting..&lt;br /&gt;come on wake up!!!&lt;br /&gt;this is reality..&lt;br /&gt;even then u WILL NEVER NOE I FEEL ABOUT MY LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;cos its not ur life..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;i wished i never met all those stupid ppl..&lt;br /&gt;ppl i always end up fighting me&lt;br /&gt;i rather take a gun n point it at my head..&lt;br /&gt;u all hate me being emo&lt;br /&gt;but in the end it was u all who made me emo..&lt;br /&gt;jus get lost&lt;br /&gt;and leave me alone..&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-1602403517243890524?l=savyangel.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-37172980.post-1617124449452409907</id><published>2007-03-15T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:03:20.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sigh...we fight again...y did ie even come online..argghh..(i thought i would c soph n could comfort her cos sze ern kol me and said thad soph dun want join cos she broke a mirror...)he dun believe me..then even scold me..walou..na beh..argghhh...i m so frustrated...third time u noe we fight...stupid...i dun rmb saying such tings to her...idiot..i want to die lar...FUCK!every time aso fight...dun want to tok to me then dun tok lar!!!who aso want to tok to him...stupid!ARGGHHH...moody already... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ie wish ie never met ue... never met all idiots who make me feel so miserable..argghh...go enjoy ur fucking life...i dun care!dun tok to me i dun care!jus get lost frm my face is enough..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cried myself to sleep again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-1617124449452409907?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1617124449452409907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=1617124449452409907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/1617124449452409907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/1617124449452409907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-9149105205861455071</id><published>2007-03-15T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:04:21.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yesterday had a dream bout glenn..aiyo y all of a sudden i aso dunt noe...we jus sat n toked...mayb becos i was tinking of wat his frewns and my gang aso said bout him..thad he was nice..well..i aso wonder...in thad dream he jus toked to me and it was so good..we were listening to each other..thad was all i ever wanted.but i can never open myself completely jus like thad..thads not me..mayb dis way its best..saw my chocolate darlink yesterday..hahas..so unexpected...luv my new blog song..so sad..but its a nice song..y do all good things come to an end..i find myself asking thad question so many times..i aso wonder..sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-9149105205861455071?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9149105205861455071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=9149105205861455071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9149105205861455071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9149105205861455071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-had-dream-bout-glenn.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-5916391367743546806</id><published>2007-03-12T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:39:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had a verii weird dream yesterday...sho weird can..bout MR SEONG!arrgghh..i sneak out of skool then he come find me n scold me..lol..tink too much already..so tired sia...go run wif sophia and gerii..gerii want to join campus..hmm..i support u guys k!jus go n do ur best.jiayou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more funny videos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBDA_4DKrbM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBDA_4DKrbM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCUPJd8HQp0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCUPJd8HQp0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-5916391367743546806?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5916391367743546806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=5916391367743546806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/5916391367743546806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/5916391367743546806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-verii-weird-dream-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-2161686132365113132</id><published>2007-03-12T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:27:35.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today lynn sent me jus stupid funny vidoes... enjoy..and jus make sure u dun laugh till u drop off ur chair..my fav is "u kick my dog!"..verii funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_V5BtKznRYo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_V5BtKznRYo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/223pAGMs1z8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/223pAGMs1z8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdLOnRJpFR0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdLOnRJpFR0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-2161686132365113132?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2161686132365113132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=2161686132365113132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2161686132365113132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2161686132365113132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-lynn-sent-me-jus-stupid-funny_12.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-3317016803954692424</id><published>2007-03-11T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:54:13.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3O5uy-MBBk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3O5uy-MBBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ENJOY!I LUV DIS VIDEO..ITS LYNN N ME FAV SONG N VIDEO!!!FOR MORE BLOODY COOL VIDEOS GO WATCH HAPPY TREE FRIENDS AT www.happytreefriends.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-3317016803954692424?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3317016803954692424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=3317016803954692424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3317016803954692424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3317016803954692424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/enjoyi-luv-dis-video.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-7622674470496681021</id><published>2007-03-11T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:44:56.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;walou...yesterday go ws..so sianz..tired n lazy lor to go...go there for pw..do survey.i saw david..last time i saw him was at skool during his badminton match..ar...i miss those days...was so fun.anyway i was moody for like 4-5 reasons...main wan is thad i jus did not want to be there..then at 4 my frewn come my hse then watch happy tree friends and chat wif theva...haha...so fun!after thad play wan scary mystery game..so nice!!the characters all so freaky can.(prescott,ophelia,dr macdermoth and the cardinal)http://www2.warnerbros.com/web/arcane/home.jsp...k..when my frewn was staring at the com so hard i jus went boo and she was like dun lar..verii freaky k..my heart beating like hell..cool game though..kind of like a mystery game. at 7 was studying history when i fell asleep..hahas..lol..then denise kol me...my hp vibrate like hell..i thought wat..then we chat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at night i jus stood at my balcony n rmb those days when i would always gaze at the stars and the moon..and then u would come into the balcony and will stand up to c wat i was looking at..but u were too short n so i carried u..but instead of looking at the skies..u would look at the ground..hahas...amd till today i stand there wif tears down my eyes cos i realised thad those were memories of the past and yet they feel like it happened jus yesterday..ever since then i had no room for another friend in my life cos it was always me n u..tings changed n u noe u were not the onli wan i lost but ...i jus cant believe she ... died...n nobody knew wat her prob was..well..wats done is done..god bless her where ever she is..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i toking to sophia and ie m acting as a guard n she is acting as a person in the beach...haha...so funny..she say the toilet so low class quality change to better quality then i say i cant...n she got mad n said she wanted to complain to the boss n i said the boss was on holidays...and his phone is currently out of order...lol...so lame...i guess dis is wat u kol RPG-role playing game.hahas.kk..&lt;br /&gt;gtg..later daddy gonna clean the tank..i want to catch the stupid sucker fish n touch the arowana...(it acts like a shark..trust me..when i put the blood worm in to the water..the blood spreads then it chages direction n go towards the worm den BAM!it swallows the whole ting..sho cool rite..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;holidays r super good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can sleep longer...hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-7622674470496681021?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7622674470496681021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=7622674470496681021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7622674470496681021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7622674470496681021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/walou.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-7683826420747998319</id><published>2007-03-10T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T12:51:27.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;march 8- teacher during maths lesson ask me if he is boring..then i honest mah so i say yah..haha...seriously boring lor..walou everyday rite notes...after notes after notes!!!i going to die lar...then got history test..so easy but the last pg i forgot the 1st questions..sianz.on friday got health screening..i aso like lynn all of a sudden tink of injections!walou...i will cry n sream k..i rmb doing thad once in a hospital(not in s'pore) ant every1 was looking at me..walou...pain k ...inject near my wrist into the veins...argghhh..the feeling still haunts me k..i hate needles!!!i got a total of 14 injections in my whoel entire life n i dun want anymore!!!then during mt..saw him.was in the counselling room..wif another girl...so sad her life!hiya...i would hav killed myself if i was her..i wonder how she could keep all thad pain in her for 4 years..ok...no eng lesson cos teach aso so sain do to the vilage by the sea shit.so boring can..keep descibing..walou.want to mess wif my head is it..stupid bk..so ex sum more.could hav bought singapore true ghost story wif thad money.&lt;br /&gt;(god are u listening to me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH 9-hiya...today so paiseh..dis denise lar...walou...go tell oph bout thad stupid dream at escape...denise another wan hav weird weird dreams...then she keep laughing paiseh can.aarggghhh...ok...i'm totally going nuts.then during health screening sumone else more paiseh.haha..it went like dis..well i was sitting wif lynn they all...then, lynn said thad she suffered frm EBSS&lt;extremely&gt; and asked zhi qing to guess wat it means..ok.her answer was...EXTERNAL BREAST...OMG..she said thad cos of the b word...lol..so funny can.dirty minded sia she..must hav been influenced by sum1..then hy even worse...she freaked out and said" huh?!!?! ZHI QING U GT BREAST CANCER?!?!" and i started laughing like hell mad...we all started laughing like hell..oph was sitting near by so obviously heard mah then make fun of zhi qing...we all being pervetic but i could not help it k..i was like thad ever since primary skool..cos of HIM lar..hiya..then i told her must amputate it before it spreads (if earlier stage lar) then replace it wif milk bottles!!!hahahahahaha...(i m laughing now) den lynn like wat size? abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz cup? omg...den i suggested use z...safest!!haha...omg...hy ar..ok then later lynn told me a joke: very farnii but bad...frm hy wan..dis is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY:i tell u all joke ar..lame one..k.ok pretend the 4 of us (arenia,lynn,hy n zq) die den go heaven..den heaven got alot of ducks wan...so if one girl step on the duck she will marry a ugly guy n if a guy steps on the duck den he will marry a ugly guy...unfortunately they all step on the duck,den got 3 ugly guys but zq got a shuai guy.y?&lt;br /&gt;everybody: y?&lt;br /&gt;hy:cos the guy step on the duck!&lt;br /&gt;omg i was like laughing like hell again (today become funny friday..hahas)&lt;br /&gt;everyone understand?onli those who noe zq will understand...&lt;br /&gt;woah hy so bad sia...then got back report bk..i got 3 underline..diou..k gtg out now..later i late my frewns scold me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;woah longest post i ever posted..k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-7683826420747998319?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7683826420747998319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=7683826420747998319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7683826420747998319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7683826420747998319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-8-teacher-during-maths-lesson-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-9177024322239205674</id><published>2007-03-06T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:50:06.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woah today during dnt we got scolded for 1 hour...shiok rite?hahas..onli two kuai ppl do...then oph rite on her acrylic "DNT IS..." i say stupid lor...then she rite design n technology...lol.then i ask lynn come up wif sumting thads stands for dnt...like during music class once she say r&amp;amp;b stand for rabbit and beetle..lol..then she say DUCKS N TORTOISES!HAHA...sho funny.after thad around 4 i go home...my mum told me at sumatra got earthquake n i was like again? walou...so sianzz...then she say kana hit s'pore aso..but not in pasir ris area..got tremors at my father's office..and the area around there aso lar...walou i so ...like pissed off...he so good can feel tremors leh..i 14 whole years never feel any stupid tremors then he feel..hiya...sianzz..after thad got another earthquake...once was at afternoon (we were having dnt in skool) shiok u noe if gvss kana...then no need to attend DUCKS AND TORTOISES.haha.so stressed lar..so many hw leh..dun even hav time for other tings anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-9177024322239205674?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9177024322239205674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=9177024322239205674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9177024322239205674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9177024322239205674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/woah-today-during-dnt-we-got-scolded.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-4857590532256764328</id><published>2007-03-05T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:28:03.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3cMde-CI/AAAAAAAAADw/5zwSJdfYLsk/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038322303153141794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3cMde-CI/AAAAAAAAADw/5zwSJdfYLsk/s320/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after eruption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3Wcde-BI/AAAAAAAAADo/wki5UrSEcis/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038322204368893970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3Wcde-BI/AAAAAAAAADo/wki5UrSEcis/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;before eruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3IMde-AI/AAAAAAAAADg/CQ27cRb6hQk/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038321959555758082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3IMde-AI/AAAAAAAAADg/CQ27cRb6hQk/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                                                                       us 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3Acde9_I/AAAAAAAAADY/r0uI8I6119M/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038321826411771890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3Acde9_I/AAAAAAAAADY/r0uI8I6119M/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               caren n me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu26sde9-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/H_wpQfPDYk8/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038321727627524066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu26sde9-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/H_wpQfPDYk8/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 the 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu208de99I/AAAAAAAAADI/RBydTFO_i7E/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038321628843276242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu208de99I/AAAAAAAAADI/RBydTFO_i7E/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                                                                     the dead rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu2n8de98I/AAAAAAAAADA/Pkt5R7xDpic/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038321405504976834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu2n8de98I/AAAAAAAAADA/Pkt5R7xDpic/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                                                                    4 of us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woah...never update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3 march 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CIP day- saw a dead rat, kitten, jellyfish n got to throw stones and balls into the water...well it was fun..i was wif geri and she found 5 balls!!we litsned to songs on the bus.well actually we were suppose to do the spice gerden but 2e1 was doing it!woah we so lucky sia..yeah...the beach damn dirty sia...well we took lots of pics...after thad went to mac..did another disasters...up there r the evidence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;=) gotta gt skool now...hema waiting for me.&lt;hahas&gt;i kept her waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4857590532256764328?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4857590532256764328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=4857590532256764328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4857590532256764328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4857590532256764328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Reu3cMde-CI/AAAAAAAAADw/5zwSJdfYLsk/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-7807803250399647084</id><published>2007-03-02T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:51:36.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rek7Asde97I/AAAAAAAAACw/S6EJgHJsC2M/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037622541311473586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rek7Asde97I/AAAAAAAAACw/S6EJgHJsC2M/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rek668de96I/AAAAAAAAACo/6ksYU48VX3M/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037622442527225762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rek668de96I/AAAAAAAAACo/6ksYU48VX3M/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;today was alright...recess time i was not attacked by two weirdos wif a bag full of ice...so i was safe.we were angry wif her...i dun want to say names so its personnal.well i jus was angry...not thad i hate her or anyting...i aso found out i am super happy nowadays...lol...an then u noe wat..our lit teach change...then i saw him outside..he look like verii strict..until he said good morning class.everyone was laughing...he had a female voice!omg...so freaky..then mr singam was on chap 5...so funny sia he..he shout then scare ppl walking outside one...hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-7807803250399647084?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7807803250399647084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=7807803250399647084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7807803250399647084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/7807803250399647084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rek7Asde97I/AAAAAAAAACw/S6EJgHJsC2M/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-5815617035903033836</id><published>2007-03-01T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:52:08.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;waoh today so fun!!!during recess sophia, deena n hidayah all dump ice onto me...walou...so wat leh...i so wet..then go back class so wet..after thad lit test...so hard!!!dunno wat shit aso the poem was written...wat "war is simple like a monument"?..lol.then mt...so boring..go counselling room and sleep while mdm tajuddin was doing her own work.during eng gerii so high!!she took denise paper say she wanna copy then after thad use liquid paper and rite ' i luv matthew". we were laughing like hell lor...then denis elike so blur tok bout hy..."shaking"..n stuff...5 mins later onli then she realise..walou...by then we were laughing like hell already lor.ar...so fun.after maths test caren n i go lp buy chocolate then sit near gvss blk n eat...jillyn came later...then denise and hui yunn...we go disturb denise like hell...so fun..so hyper today..&lt;br /&gt;[i m happy...if only i can feel it everyday..but once again. I M IN REALITY.]&lt;br /&gt;maths test was alright..sure pass wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-5815617035903033836?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5815617035903033836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=5815617035903033836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/5815617035903033836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/5815617035903033836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/03/waoh-today-so-funduring-recess-sophia.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-7890249398357074858</id><published>2007-02-27T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:20:07.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday got back maths paper..i failed!omg...wtf..then today during recess THE SO CALLED MASTERS [hidayah n deena] kept sneaking behind me and dumping ice into my back!!so freakin cold k guys..well i m gonna get u alll back!!!after thadgot tamil ta PRCS and  the tamil teach never come...so fun!!we sat outside n keep toking n playing...the teach in charge very blur so he never say anything...then when going back home we were like "yah teach we finish our work..no need to pass up today...on wed then pass up" then we ran off.today got back dnt.aso failed.sigh.i m so HOPELESS.then caren,i n cherie go ws to do history.we saw sophia and sze ern darlinks.hahas..then go mac do our work...was feelin quite...oh well i dont tink it matters now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[i was taught forgiveness and love yesterday.is it to late to give it to ue?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tralalalalalalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-7890249398357074858?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7890249398357074858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hahas...so funny...i talking to naomi on her webcam now.we talking to each other.her brother act siao...haha..then her brother disturb ehr n she screaming away...so funny.then she listening to farenheit..aiyo.off n on the microphone..haha.so fun.she in penang say she will come to skool on mon.k gtg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-8997337355629432038?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8997337355629432038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=8997337355629432038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/8997337355629432038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/8997337355629432038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-9166838906307655060</id><published>2007-02-24T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:31:13.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't know what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a 100 years&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe your gone&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;With these bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;While these walls surround me&lt;br /&gt;With the story of our life&lt;br /&gt;I feel so, much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I dont miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;Now things are coming clear&lt;br /&gt;And I dont need you here&lt;br /&gt;And in this world around me&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you disappeared&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stay out all night&lt;br /&gt;Get drunk and fuck and fight&lt;br /&gt;Until the morning comes out&lt;br /&gt;Forget about our life&lt;br /&gt;I feel so, much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I dont miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;First time you screamed at me&lt;br /&gt;I should have made you leave&lt;br /&gt;I should have known it could be so much better&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;I hope I've made you see&lt;br /&gt;That I'm gone forever&lt;br /&gt;And now it's coming clear&lt;br /&gt;That I dont need you here&lt;br /&gt;And in this world around me&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you disappeared&lt;br /&gt;I feel so, much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that I dont miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;And now you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;And now you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;three days grace-gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if we were frewns: 100% laughter, 100 % fun, 98%happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4% talking bout our life,0% trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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/37172980-9166838906307655060?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9166838906307655060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=9166838906307655060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9166838906307655060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/9166838906307655060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-know-whats-going-on-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-2874590737621573485</id><published>2007-02-23T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:58:37.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8Mo_abdsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2Onu_y8SMY/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756806780090050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8Mo_abdsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2Onu_y8SMY/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; micro organism playing golf on sumone's face...pokpokpok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MkfabdrI/AAAAAAAAABs/6jIGKb0-wPY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756729470678706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MkfabdrI/AAAAAAAAABs/6jIGKb0-wPY/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;made of blutack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MevabdqI/AAAAAAAAABk/cwfZV8qQz88/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756630686430882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MevabdqI/AAAAAAAAABk/cwfZV8qQz88/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;by lynn and me =) in the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MYfabdpI/AAAAAAAAABc/2VNxt4t70UY/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MTPabdoI/AAAAAAAAABU/op8OKlyfRAw/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756433117935234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MTPabdoI/AAAAAAAAABU/op8OKlyfRAw/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; han yue and wee wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MOPabdnI/AAAAAAAAABM/NZCEY9MiVGg/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756347218589298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MOPabdnI/AAAAAAAAABM/NZCEY9MiVGg/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MI_abdmI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gp-c2pUZadw/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756257024276066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MI_abdmI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gp-c2pUZadw/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and wee wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MCfabdlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1ebUqPae8Ts/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756145355126354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8MCfabdlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1ebUqPae8Ts/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;all of us wif wee wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8L6_abdkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Tyt3-8cf6-g/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034756016506107458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8L6_abdkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Tyt3-8cf6-g/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; wee wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8L1_abdjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6CblRllvJ74/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034755930606761522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8L1_abdjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/6CblRllvJ74/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho cute!&lt;kawaii&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8LtvabdiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sWRpVYlbKwU/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034755788872840738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8LtvabdiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sWRpVYlbKwU/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read lynn's blog for more info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;walou...2day during science...got scolded for noting lor..so stupid.he go through graph then say "oh u shd hav learnt dis last year...BLABLABLA...so now i shall move on to chap 4.then go through digestion ask us to do wb chap 4.k then today he ask us take out graph paper plt graph.wth!he cannot make up his mind is it.graph is not even in our syllabus!!!wat shit!then most of us never bring.then tok n tok.mr seong aso come scold us.maths test delay or.walou.anyway after go to lynn's hse play audition.later so fun...we take photo...caren neevr come to skool!!!aiya.skool really sux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[and once again ue said goodbye to me.but it feels so diff.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even if we were frewns, tings between us will never be the same. sumtimes i jus wish .......................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/37172980-2874590737621573485?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2874590737621573485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=2874590737621573485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2874590737621573485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/2874590737621573485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/micro-organism-playing-golf-on-sumones.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rd8Mo_abdsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z2Onu_y8SMY/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-330663260904832647</id><published>2007-02-22T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:56:16.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok today so fun...alot of funny tings happen...like wat happened to geri's hair n sophia's story of how she climbed over the fence of her hse n forgot to bring her keys...n nicholas was like gving out the art thingy then say "mrs PAY!!' haha...so funny.she paiseh lar.got maths test 2morrrow...oh my freakin hell...i like not ready.then got hw summore.aiya.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;[u toked to me n i was happy but i jus did not noe the right tings to say back ue.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;all those memories can never be erased.it only moves in with time.let there be more memories of us.&lt;/span&gt; good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-330663260904832647?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/330663260904832647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=330663260904832647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/330663260904832647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/330663260904832647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-taday-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-3104367866746455441</id><published>2007-02-21T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:15:24.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok so frustrated..still cant figure out y he acted like thad to me...wat jis damn prob is..arrgghh...skool so tiring!!!hate it..do work until gonna die already....then got test sum more 2morrow n friday..oh my tian.nvm lar.now doing eng hw.i feel so...... jus cant let it go.dunt noe if wat i did was right or rong.i m so confused.still feel like i'm in my own dreams but now i realise i'm in reality.memories keep haunting me.mayb i shd....nvm.i jus need sum time alone.dunt noe if i can figure them out or not.well i got to try.k got to go do hw...the tamil teach go give us so much hw!!!!opmg...1compre then 2 compo.aiya....k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;[she wants to be heal, she want to feel.trapped in her dreams now unable to face reality]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I M SORRY. IT WAS ANGER NOT HATE.U WERE MORE THAN A FRIEND TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-3104367866746455441?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3104367866746455441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=3104367866746455441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3104367866746455441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3104367866746455441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-so-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-1004077542465571819</id><published>2007-02-20T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:41:47.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rdrb8_abdhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZW3Qsy2Pf90/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033577374400869906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rdrb8_abdhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZW3Qsy2Pf90/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/RdrbMPabdgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XGhMMXnFDa8/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033576536882247170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/RdrbMPabdgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XGhMMXnFDa8/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha.lol. so funny.shakila go take pic wif my hp.well i did not notice.she was jus playing wif my hp then i saw the camera thingy open...i block my face lor..lol..dhruga like so serious sia thad she did not even notice us!!!omg.hilarious.actually i was fallin asleep kay so thads no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so bored.feelin hopeless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0kW9b5cf-2o/Rdrb8_abdhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZW3Qsy2Pf90/s72-c/DSC00102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-1459738772528057900</id><published>2007-02-20T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T19:41:03.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ok 2morrow got skool!!!oh my tian...well got a few hw left to do...gotta finish em up.i found the song thad hidayah n deena rote , the bon jovi song its my life.remeber thad guys? thad was super funny kay.2morrow bringin it to skool...oh yah i got backup...so u all watch it.i m gonna hav my revenge.hahas.yesterday watch the nun which i thought was a horror movie but to my disappointment it had sumting to do wif pyschology.oh man.so wasted.well me so hungry.daddy buying pizza so must wait.aiya.aso dun noe wat time he comin.i forgot wat hw i got leh..umm must go ask.ok i gtg do my hw.&lt;br /&gt;[starving to death &amp;amp; still bothering to do hw?u must be kidding.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-1459738772528057900?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1459738772528057900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=1459738772528057900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/1459738772528057900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/1459738772528057900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-2morrow-got-skooloh-my-tian.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-8239297594881662705</id><published>2007-02-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:48:17.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok..pissed off now cos i was multi tasking as in watching tv n using com...n then my dad jus change..arrggghhh..ok...i noe never blog so long cos i got no time [k now he change bcack channel] n now r the holis..sigh so bored..lol..yesterday whole day watch movies...umm dungeons n dragons , da vinci code,harry potter..no horror pic!! aiya..nvm mayb tonite watching one wif my mum..i feel so happy for no reason but skool gonna start soon..i hate skool...seriously boring..to all white sandians..last friday i got into wsps...too bad u all went back after thad treat but me n my frewns kind off went back at 2.30 n managed to get into the skool compound at 3..we ate the food there n were toking but the times we had...memories..jus miss them so much..even now i feel like i m still 11 years old when i m 14.i jus cant move on.well secondary skool life sux..so stressful n ..... dont wanna tok bout it..oh yah , DINA &amp;amp; HIDAYAH!!!i m gonna get u on wed..u put ice on me was so damn freakin cold n i was like moving about the whole time..kays..sophia aso.anyway thanks guys for telling me not to be sad..well i m not!!i super happy kays...on wed i will be high or mayb seriously retarded but who cares wif u peeps around my life is EXPLODING!!!hahas...even though friday i got serious moodswing feeling so fucked up bout being in gvss well wat can i say we hav our own problems...ok i want to go do sumting now...&lt;br /&gt;[shd i take lollipop or chocolate?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb both will do =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-8239297594881662705?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8239297594881662705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=8239297594881662705' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;tell me it's a dream&lt;br /&gt;embrace me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this abandoned town&lt;br /&gt;i seem to recall it&lt;br /&gt;from the photograph collection you sent me&lt;br /&gt;why am i alone?&lt;br /&gt;i am alone&lt;br /&gt;soon, soon, i realise it's a dream&lt;br /&gt;i run through the rubble&lt;br /&gt;i fly through&lt;br /&gt;i search for the exit to my dream&lt;br /&gt;i have to go&lt;br /&gt;i have to go&lt;br /&gt;i hear your voice somewhere&lt;br /&gt;it's moving&lt;br /&gt;only within time&lt;br /&gt;i won't see eternity&lt;br /&gt;tell me what time it is&lt;br /&gt;tell me it's a dream&lt;br /&gt;embrace me&lt;br /&gt;move my heart that almost stopped&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;you are next to me&lt;br /&gt;probably seeing a different dream&lt;br /&gt;i don't need the sun's luck&lt;br /&gt;i just yearn for your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1ZaYN6ehXE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-6052673945491720682?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6052673945491720682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=6052673945491720682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/6052673945491720682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/6052673945491720682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/jigoku-shoujo-season-2-opening-two.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-4589757421302225810</id><published>2006-11-27T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:51:11.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i jus cant stop tinkin bout her...sigh...of all the ppl y her? does she really want me dead...like i said i'm lost in between dreams n reality...everyting seems so real thad i myself dont noe where i belong...she has something to do with my life..mayb SHE WAS frm my past life...omg! who noes...sigh.i'm freakin bored...lol...got nothing to do...feel like playing arcade mayb i may feel better..dis years holidays sux..so freakin bored..well i go do something else..cos i got nothing to blog about...i go youtube watch japanese anime lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4589757421302225810?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4589757421302225810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=4589757421302225810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4589757421302225810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/4589757421302225810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/mayb-dis-anime-has-something-to-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-4219850536950354798</id><published>2006-11-24T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:51:32.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;yesterday polish nail with my mum...then i play monopoly with my nephew(he beg me play) and my bro..of all the games i was the richest even though i got bankrupt a few times...then he go back at 4pm.my mum go out for dinner sumwhere n i very bored..my primary skool frewns kol me ask can go out to TM with them to celebrate Ting Poh's birthday...i say ok loh...i remember last year when Theva stole Ting Poh's journal n out it on my table ask me read..he wrote bout his father...having sum prob..then theva told me it as ting poh's. he very irritating anyway...anyway speaking of theva i saw him today at the arcade in downtonw.i was shocked to see him there...i did not even recognise him.he stared at me but i pretended not to see him.i jus did not noe wat to say if i c him..neither did he...then kol my friend..i saw shawn, his brother, leslie n a few more ppl.we actually wanted to wath horror movie but it was rated so we play arcade...then go downtown play arcade then go lp chat bout secondary skool...at 4+ go back home...ting poh go prank kol debra....so cool!!!! nvm next time then i go prank kol her...we thought of going vivocity n watch movie next month...want to go watch tv...had a few dreams...must be missing them a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-4219850536950354798?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37172980.post-3964893873689558835</id><published>2006-11-22T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T12:09:05.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy fruit family</title><content type='html'>long time never blog....ARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!my hse sooooo NOISY!!! cos my nephew n brother walou way i can't take it!got headache sia...anyway yesterday so fun!!!i go TM wif Caren, Damien &amp; Geri...watch movie...they all meet at downtown then come n fetch me...we all take taxi go TM....damien so rich...hehe...k kidding...then we go dont have grudge 2 so we watch flushed away...soo funny...k...then take neoprints...damien so camera shy then we drag him...then we take n we go shop we kol each other the happy n healthy fruit family:damien-son&lt;durian&gt;&lt;br /&gt;savii&lt;me&gt;-daughter&lt;strawberry&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geri-mother&lt;grape&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caren-grandma&lt;carrot&gt;...i noe its not a fruit mayb coconut...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then i got myself a billabong black n white wallet...nice..i liked it..the colors very nice but add a bit of pink nicer...then shop summore...damien very good boy&lt;u&gt;...hehe then when going back time damien n caren take taxi together awwwww sooooo sweet!!!k k lah kidding damien n caren...dont come get me...k...i jus joking...well thanks guys for the fun yesterday...anyway i gave geri a chance n she was alright...caren i guess u're right...k i gtg kol my friend i cant take the noise here...cant listen to any music...spoiling my mood...k signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-3964893873689558835?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3964893873689558835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=3964893873689558835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3964893873689558835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/3964893873689558835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-fruit-family.html' title='happy fruit family'/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-8717945047064532584</id><published>2006-11-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:54:46.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love dis song! its by pink-who knew...i like the lyrics of the song...well 2day i changed my layout a few times cos i did'nt noe which was nice...i h8 simple layouts that's my characteristic anyway i tink i will stick with dis layout its nice n its something i wish for...dis layout quite simple but i like the clors very good combination...well i dont noe why but i cant keep jackie off my mind...sigh every place near my neighbourhood filled wif dead memories...i wish i could go back time...i really do...n stay there forever...at year 2004...it was the best year of my life...n i cherish it wif all my heart.i guess time really flies.memories all sealed in my mind.if onli i could relive those moments again.well i'm watching "jigoku shoujo" cant find some videos so watching another anime...i love "jigoku shoujo" the opening n ending song very nice and the girl very cute n pitiful...every episode so sad n nice...ok i'm bored...even though i'm online.well my bro failed his eng...the bad thing is thad i hav to tutor him!!cos my eng very good..sigh...wth...then he say he dont want to go to skool cos very boring then my mum say i wake up EARLY n tutor him..walou...i want to sleep late!!!!then i very lazy wake up early!i want to break my record of staying up till 5.30 or 6am...yesterday i saty up till 5am.wth then i never get headache good ar...then i sleep till 10.30am cos DENISE KOL MY HP!!!then it ring so loud.i thought wth why my handphone suddenly playing song i dreaming ar.then i pick up n heard denise voice...then she like ah y u sound so diff...ur voice change...obviously i jus wake up...k but now i not tired...i never sleep afternoon.. n dis time must remember to off my hp...anyway sumbody kol me yesterday at 1.54am..i dont noe wth it was...cos i was watching tv then realised got miss kol..i was online frm 11 - 1.30am.lucky caren online then i a bit crazy&lt;at&gt; chat wif her.caren!!!know she can make it through like i said i will always be there 4 u!!!n together we can make it through ...memories...they never die...i miss jackie!!!i stil dont understand y dis happened..everybody around my neighbourhood loved her...she was soo well known around my area cos of her "cute ladylike walk" &amp; friendly behaviour...stil remember her tail so short..haha...soooooo cute!!!it was the shortest tail i ever seen among all jack russels...&amp;amp; she had a bf...he was so fast...i remember thad jackie always chase after him...she really liked him n it was so cute to see the two of them running around...everybody loved her except for god i guess &lt;very&gt;...sigh.i'm listening to dis song: paris hilton-nothing in dis world.as much as i h8 paris hilton i love thad song!!it's just nice...video quite .....k nvm...go c for urself...dont noe wat to do now...so bored..i miss all my friends.onli three more days.then go out wif friends watch movie..but i stil never tell my parents yet..k nvm..stil got 3 days...i really slacking alot.anyway it does not matter...k mayb later i blog again..me very bored want to go watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fly&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-8717945047064532584?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8717945047064532584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=8717945047064532584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleep i hear very loud sounds comin frm under my bed...its like sum ppl banging two steel plates against each other...i was like wth...well...i dont noe wat to do...so dis afternoon i was on the com playing games when around 5-6, geri toked to me...i dont noe y i felt my heart beating so fast...n i felt dis feeling...i dont noe wat feeling...sigh...my holiday mood is totally crushed  for wat i aso dont noe...i cant run away frm my problems neither can i face them...nvm...looking back at my life,i wished i was back then...well i guess i still have'nt moved on...or mayb i just can't...it's just happening too fast...n i can't let go of each moment...i wish jackie was here...she was always there 4 me...i could spend the whole day in my room wif her on my lap n toking to her bout my problems...it always made me feel much better cos she understood wat i was feeling...when i had nightmares she was there to comfort me....when i was sick she was always there to protect me...when i was bored she was always there to make my day fun...when i was sad she was there to for me to cry on...n she puts her head on my lap trying to tell me "it's ok i'm here for u...u will make it through"...well she was the only best friend i ever wanted...even now after a few months i stil have not moved on...i can't forget...n i never will...and she never expected me to be perfect...n stil i love her wif all my heart...n she knows thad...well for dogs they live short...so pitiful...n i hope she live her life to the fullest&lt;another&gt; and mayb one day i will join her...i promise to take care of her n i will...i will never leave her to b alone cos i noe how much she h8s being alone...if i could just spend one whole day with her.....mayb one day i will be happy....the most happiest person in the world...but not now...well i gtg ....i'm feeling like i'm not alone... signing off&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-37172980.post-116315111565913308</id><published>2006-11-10T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:53:56.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how long is forever?</title><content type='html'>its not thad i dont noe thad  u hav changed...mayb its becos i lost contact wif u...trying to forget u...i dont noe..but i'm lost in my own world...n its not thad our friendship dont matter...of course it does...u tink i've been sleeping peacefully for the past few days...well..no...i cant...i really need sum time...n i did not say joey cant be ur frewn...i just want to ask u sumting...y do u want to be frewns wif a depressed girl who does not even understand ur feelings??after losing u i felt like i lost against god again...all i ever wanted was to hav a frewn who would understand me...well mayb u will notice thad i changed next year...cos sumting just happened to me which left me like forever lost n dead...i really need sum time...until then its best thad i'm left alone for a while....i jus hav to find my happiness again till i can go on...n i dont h8 u...at thad moment u said thad cos i was feeling ....one kind....i'm sorry...sometimes  when u say "forever frewns" i always wonder how long forever is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116315111565913308?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116315111565913308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116315111565913308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4908/4170/320/SigEnmaAi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is hellgirl-enma ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated lyrics for the anime, "girl from hell"-jigoku shoujo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one day, an upside-down butterfly will fly towards the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by ur side, in the mirror, as you cut your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;footsteps echo in the hallway during class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bringing with them the sound of endless rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can feel a radiant existence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it blooms into a sweet flower but bears a poisonous fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even now, on dis rainy day, i wish i could bridge that day with today, sky by sky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in this craziness, uncertainty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in each of these people's memories, where can we remain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in this craziness, you gave me life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this single memory, how long can we keep it safe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in this craziness, uncertainty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in each of these existence, where can we remain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in this craziness you gave me life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;each &amp;amp; every existence, how long can we keep them all safe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br 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angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-116306792982951782</id><published>2006-11-09T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T19:08:12.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my feelings...n emotions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmmm...well yesterday i watched "girl frm hell" for the whole day...it was so cool..well i watched it to lesson the pain i was in...i did felt much better...she toked to me on MSN ask me got wat hw...well i did nit go to skool so i not so sure n asked her go check class blog...then at night i could not sleep....went to watch tv...i was OK ...at 11pm i felt like checking my mail n see who was online...so i did...i switched in on and waited...then went online n saw thad i got one E-mail...there they rote "new testimonial frm goriilla wooll.....".i was like ok wat would she hav written? i went to check my friendster...there was a video...i watched it n i saw THESE THREE words which changed the way i was feeling...i jus did not noe why but i felt thad way...i did not noe whether to accept it or delete it til today...then i immediately switched it off...n watched tv wondering bout it...at 12.30 i went to my room n started to cry...i noe how u feel,geri,cos i said thad words to most of the special ppl i love..but they never get thad message...u hav to learn to let go...we stil can be frewns but we wont hang out,wont kol each other n chat,listen to each other's problems n helping each other...i'm sorry but dis is wat i got to say to u...mayb ur friendship wif me was important to u but pls i want to b laft alone for a while...i lost more frewns then u n i hav learned to moved on...even though those memories r right deep inside me...pls 4get me...take it as u never met me...take it as if i'm invisible...u dont need me...u dont belong in my mind..my memories...in my world...i will alwas b a cursed n sad person...leave me...dont bother bout me anymore...u say u dont want to change cos nobody will care...hav u ever thought if u changed i would care?of course i will..i want the old u....but if u dont want its ok...well i went to my room n cried...riting a poem cos i could not find my penknife-u noe how much pain i was in...for losing &lt;strong&gt;another&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;frewn&lt;/strong&gt;...well it does not matter...here's how the poem goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;many sleepness nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;with powerless lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lie in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with so many things in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it cant be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel like hell is where i belong-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;where i sing a sad song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; roam around in pain &amp;amp; sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in a world filled with darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;where my past &amp; memories are 4ever forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with a heart as soft as cotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i sit in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thinking bout her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant take this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my wrist;showing so much blood &amp; gore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how long can i hang on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or look upon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on you my friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let my life end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let my pain end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let my sadness end!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for i can't take this no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let me fall to the earth's core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let me be invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't need any help available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let my soul wander around in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on this stupid earth;for what will you gain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erase me from ur memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erase me from ur worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm a hopeless soul in a pool of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with my shadow cloaked in darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i'm standing here in tears......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dis is how i feel....i got other tings aso in my mind...i'm suffering in silence...n jus let me be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i will never be the same again...n mayb u dont hav 2 change for my sake...jus b wat u want...cos i dont bother...we can be frewns but it will be different...like i said before...it's ur choice...n dont pull jillyn into dis...nor joey...well u hav joey...so b happy...dont care bout me...jus like everybody else....&lt;/span&gt;tc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116306792982951782?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116306792982951782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116306792982951782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116306792982951782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116306792982951782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-feelingsn-emotions.html' title='my feelings...n emotions...'/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-116291029124332646</id><published>2006-11-07T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:53:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just watched wicked science and it was so cool!!!about elizabeth trying to scare this actress who came to her school in dis cool haunted house!!!it was so cool...the effects n evryting was like so real...anyway in the end they did see the ghost...hey who lnew being a ghost was so cool but weird...i had dis weird dream yesterday....one of these guy slaughtered my neck(my head did not come out....my eyes did!!!) and i died...everyting was black when thad guy kill me n i could feel pain then blackout....then i was a ghost!!!i was like trying to tell my family wat happened(i had a diff family...super weird!!!) so thad i could be a ghost cos my body was in pain n it was too weak...i looked at myself at the mirror....n i saw i had no eyes!!!!my eyes...they were gone!!! i looked like Ju-on but i did not freak when i saw myself...soooo cool...haha...but i wanted my eyes very badly...or else when i die i would not b able to see...so i went to look 4 it n i found it lying around sumwhere(i hope i dont lose my eyes when i die!!!)haha....so weird..then i brought it along n my lips were turning blue..i could not stay in my body anymore...i went to tell my mum n she was like "oh..nvm we got a debice thad can change u bac...bring ur body to live!"....super weird !!!!!then i was like how u noe it even works..at thad time i had a bulldog{which i h8 the most of all dogs} but it was cute n its name was froggy becos of the way it was leaping like a frog!!!haha...then we put him in the machine n he changed into a ghost!!!i was like holding him so i would not lose him and he was floating around wif my hands around him(i'm a ghost so probably i could hold him) and iwas like quick i cant stand the pain...i either become human or ghost!!!then i went in the machine wif froggy and we were bac to normal...the onli prob was my eyes!!so i just put them bac...so weird!!and my so called "family" went to find who killed me....it was wierd but sooo cool....being a ghost....is like u dont feel anger or pain{unless u go to hell} in fact u dont feel anyting!!!it's so cool...i wish i was dead...the way i live here...its like i dont LIVE here...i EXIST here....anyway my day will come..till then i got to wait...today woke up at 12nn.dreams r so weird....i died in my dreams like 5-6 times....but its fun....but i always die a horrible death....haha...stil fun...i get 2 experience wat death is like...when i was sick last week i could not sleep cos there was tooo many tings in my head...then the next day go c doctor n got medicine...so at night i could sleep cos it caused drowsiness and there was still so many tings in my mind...but the medicine took effect n guess wat...i had 5-6 dreams in 9hrs....so cool!!!i love those dreams....all my best frewns n glenn were there....one girl frm my class{i keep having dreams bout her}...then my best frewn whom i jus patched up wif on oct...and glenn{acting as always}...and my other most closest frewn{she noes everting bout me n my sec frewns...so do i} whom i always chat wif about skool n stuff....well i wish i could dream of jackie....i'm not dreaming of her anymore...mayb she 4got me...sigh...well as long as she's in a good place...i will always b happy 4 her =)...anyway she should b happy 4 me too...cos me n frewns r getting along very well...alot has gone through dis whole year...memories flooded in my mind...well sumtimes they r better left to be laughed at or to be cried at....anyway i love ly class n my frewns{except for sum thad is)...i will b happy...gtg sleep later my mum scold me for using com so late at night n not sleeping early and waking up alte...well i can onli sleep after 11pm...signing off to another world...my world =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116291029124332646?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116291029124332646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116291029124332646' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i h8 HER.i dont understand why she keep saying i dont understand when she is the one who dont understand us....wtf...i'm really angry...she used us as a spare tyre...she tink she wat!!!walou like she understand me like thad...anyway its over so i dont give a damn or a ****...i tink i made the right decision for now and if SHE is not willing to change i dont noe wat to sat or do...well i dont understand y she did that...anyway there's no point...come to tink of it...she even bad mouthed me!!wait not only me, the whole class aso...omg....wat can i say...she tinks my parents r like hers...she TINKS..wat does she noe...and i want to tell her off i dont regret wat i said or did...i dont regret losing HER....i dont care anymore...i'm not even feeling guilty cos it is not my fault...i cant stand her complains,her nonsense anymore...well...i dont want to tink bout it anymore..cos all of my prob r solved and i just want to feel happy....ive found the frewn that i need n want...to tink she was the 1..sigh...friendships dont last forever...in my life that&lt;/span&gt; is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116280650255060963?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116280650255060963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116280650255060963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116280650255060963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116280650255060963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-feelings-towards-her.html' title='my feelings towards HER'/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-116279801197445391</id><published>2006-11-06T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:53:51.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i looked out of my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&amp; hear the birds chirping high &amp;amp; low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and then all of a sudden it starts to rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;at that moment i was in great pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;sighing at all of my mistakes,regretting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;for what i had done,made her feel nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;as i stood there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;standing on a chaiir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i looked down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;to see an angel in a white gown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;all of a sudden she sat beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&amp; told me,"time puts some changes,so just let them be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;but there are some, you can change back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;just put in effort,cause that's what you lack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and with that she disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;all i had to do was to talk to the girl i feared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so i called &amp;amp; talked to her and everything was alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then the rain stopped and i could see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i looked out of my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and saw a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i waited for the angel,to thank her,looking at the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;till it was dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;with passing cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and shinig stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i waited,but she did not appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"she just disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;how to thank her?"i thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;high &amp;amp; low i sought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;but she just was'nt there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;wherever she was,she showed me care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and with that i'll never forget her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;wherever to she might have venture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116279801197445391?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116279801197445391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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FRIENDSHIP</title><content type='html'>the moon has the sun&lt;br /&gt;therefore the days are fun&lt;br /&gt;a car has its wheels&lt;br /&gt;just like us having heels&lt;br /&gt;a dog has its owner&lt;br /&gt;so it is not a loner&lt;br /&gt;the sea has its sand&lt;br /&gt;for what purpose i dont understand&lt;br /&gt;but everybody has some1 special,someone to hold onto&lt;br /&gt;and that is why,i have you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116279710499860509?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116279710499860509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116279710499860509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pairs:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENISE LOVE MATTHEW&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(MAUAHAHAHAHA~EVIL LAUGHS~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;LYNN LOVE JOEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND HEY IS A POEM I DEDICATE TO 1E2'S CLASS LOVE PAIRs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;as they left their home soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;to go to romantic rome for their honeymoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she said she did not know what to wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and asked him if it was nice he said "yes!i swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and can we just leave now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and she said "how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i still dont know what to wear...ok fine i'll wear this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;he said"ok good!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and then she said"hey who's that in a white hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;laughing away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;can we just leave!the sky looks gray"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;so they left not caring who that mysterious girl was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but still she could not stop thinking cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;the girl looked familiar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;amelia?cornelia?cecilia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;sigh why does'nt the name ring in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she thought...then he gave her a dress,it was red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she said "wow" and they reached the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;in their pink fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she asked him where they were going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and he said its a surprise,do u need to use the loo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;then as they checked he told her they were going rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;then she cried"i'm going home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and he asked why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;cos i hate rome she said with a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;then he asked her then where do u want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i thought i told you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;u were'nt listening to me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i want to break....and jus let me be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;and with that she took a cab back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;thinking bout stupid rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;his heart melted as he watched her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"i cant believe she said no!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i thought of bringing her to paris after going rome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but instead she misunderstood and went back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;so this is how the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt; tale ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but do watch out for the next series of "2e2 poem of love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thankieeeesssss and smiiiiiiiilessssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37172980-116279626566835263?l=savyangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116279626566835263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37172980&amp;postID=116279626566835263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116279626566835263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37172980/posts/default/116279626566835263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savyangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/2e2-poem-of-love.html' title='1e2 poem of love'/><author><name>savy angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00990317016507883201</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-37172980.post-116278420922007966</id><published>2006-11-06T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T19:05:58.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at the park wif my BEST friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even in the dark&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the park&lt;br /&gt;there will always be&lt;br /&gt;my two best friends and me&lt;br /&gt;bringing light over the darkness that cross my path&lt;br /&gt;telling me jokes;doing something to make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;i'm never left out,with my two best friends&lt;br /&gt;the happiness and joy, it never ends&lt;br /&gt;i never feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Caren and i listening to our favourite ringtone&lt;br /&gt;after that caren tells denise the history of greek&lt;br /&gt;but instead of listening,she told me she had a very bad week&lt;br /&gt;then Denise will talk to me about "that's so raven"&lt;br /&gt;a comedy that starts at seven&lt;br /&gt;we started saying all the funny dialogues used&lt;br /&gt;and caren started to look amused&lt;br /&gt;why?because of the way we were laughing like freaks&lt;br /&gt;then comes Ophelia,looking for something she seeks&lt;br /&gt;she was in this white gown just like in my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;and i was one who seem to really care&lt;br /&gt;cause i ran away&lt;br /&gt;without hearing what denise and caren had to say&lt;br /&gt;denise,Ophelia and caren ran after me&lt;br /&gt;and Ophelia shouted as she ran "its just a prank u see"&lt;br /&gt;to me i heard nothing, i was just finding a way out&lt;br /&gt;then i stopped running(cause i did not see her)and asked me what that was about&lt;br /&gt;i asked denise where Oph was not caring what denise was saying and she said "oh!nevermind she should be over there&lt;br /&gt;and Oph came out of the blue and gave us a scare&lt;br /&gt;Denise and Caren immediately grabbed me(to stop me from running)&lt;br /&gt;and Caren said "it was all their idea;they were quite cunning&lt;br /&gt;u see it was all a prank"&lt;br /&gt;as her words went into my head and sank&lt;br /&gt;i thought "nightmares r just the opposite of reality.maybe Oph&lt;strong&gt; is &lt;/strong&gt;my friend and not someone i hate&lt;br /&gt;anyway we are friends,its all just fate&lt;br /&gt;we all laughed,talking bout what had happen as we went back home&lt;br /&gt;while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Denise kept thinking her and Matthew in romantic&lt;/span&gt; rome(hehe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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