<?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-7664772749354666777</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:25:08.040+08:00</updated><category term='TEACHERR'/><title type='text'>LMAO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8910773918983769332</id><published>2010-07-09T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:14:10.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all is crumbling,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TDb2MIrRWVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/R0jCkSD2mCc/s400/tumblr_kzd048FIog1qzjxo5o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491847483972737362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://www.whatmarielsaid.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhatMarielSaid&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some things we don't talk about&lt;br /&gt;better do without&lt;br /&gt;just hold a smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never Say Never-The Fray&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heey Guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't say I don't update :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I DOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, anyways, last post for the....while?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At least I hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PSLE's near. Or I think it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told you Imma nerd B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll update once in a while ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://videos.rollingout.com/uploads/thumbnail/movie_DespicableMe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DOESN'T THIS ULTRA BIG PHOTO TELL YOU SOMETHING?!!?!?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna watch Despicable me soooooooooooo bad!! (And Eclipse too:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;GAWD. They're like super adorable!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Really want to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I happen to love watching movies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, this post is gonna be the things I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, always Me myself and I. Duh. I'm like self-centered. LOL. Joking~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah let me tell you what I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I like it when you get that awkward feeling when you walk with someone you're not familiar with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:-LIUF04fxP9nRM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__Thg0JO_9NUYkpRPOPmoyXyqKYBw=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I like it when you're pet pees at the wrong place and your neighbour saw you allowing you're dog do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yourfunnypic.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/dog_peeing_onbushsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I like it when chio girls getting rejected by hot guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.motifake.com/image/demotivational-poster/small/1003/image-rejected-when-your-image-gets-rejected-you-dont-get-demotivational-poster-1269872420.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I like it when random people sing out of tune in public places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.clipartof.com/small/5709-Man-In-A-Blue-Suit-Singing-The-Anthem-Clipart-Illustration.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ouhyeah. You know you love it too ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BYESSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8910773918983769332?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8910773918983769332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-all-is-crumbling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8910773918983769332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8910773918983769332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-all-is-crumbling.html' title='When all is crumbling,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TDb2MIrRWVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/R0jCkSD2mCc/s72-c/tumblr_kzd048FIog1qzjxo5o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-196719539127478102</id><published>2010-07-05T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:00:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cares if you disagree?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4qh78LFJO1qaobbko1_400.png" alt="original photo &amp;amp; the artist" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://leilockheart.net/"&gt;Leilockheart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All my life I’ve tried to make everybody happy&lt;br /&gt;While I just hurt and hide&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to tell me it’s my turn to decide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;King Of Anything- Sara Bareilles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing much to post now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Running out of awesome ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And my bad to those who got misconceptions on me closing my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never wanted to, duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This blog is like my own child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll just go on a hiatus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;H-I-A-T-U-S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. That's cleared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soooo........... yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I owe Joalina a post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I haven't got her photo yet so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm playing Audition again ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still noob though. Haha. Liping's noob-er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's super fun to play with him cause he always loses. MUAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, today's topic is about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WORRIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I worry about the monsters under my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I worry about losing the people I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I worry about jumping down a tall building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I worry about not being able to wake up the next day, or forever, without being fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I worry about getting into my twilight years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ok, I worry about many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.psychologytoday.com/files/u45/worry2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;But who doesn't?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, try to not worry to much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://negligentmonster.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553c89b7b883301156fc3f369970b-320wi" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE HAPPY :DDDDD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dramatic much? XD *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kk, ending here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byes nincompoopies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-196719539127478102?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/196719539127478102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-cares-if-you-disagree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/196719539127478102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/196719539127478102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-cares-if-you-disagree.html' title='Who cares if you disagree?'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5220107734606332629</id><published>2010-07-02T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:30:18.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard there's this thing that heals, and it's called time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TC2rAXeDagI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1KiaEYCEeXM/s400/TakeMymemories.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489231543622920706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://takemymememories.tumblr.com/"&gt;TakeMyMemories&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you can't stay, so I won't be waiting, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anticipating for the fall.&lt;br /&gt;We had our time, baby, so I won't be waiting,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; anticipating for the call.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Turn It Up-Pixie Lott&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Waves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How've you been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My tagboard's dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thus, &lt;s&gt;I'll close my blog by this week or next week max&lt;/s&gt; edited*&lt;i&gt;I'll be MIA-ing(sorry! I didn't actually wanted to say that I wanted to close my blog, oh well i'm stupid.) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/crab/crab13.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I've been having lots of troubles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I'm sad. Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/girlcharacter/pandagirl16.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Daphne asked me to blog about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TC2z-70W6qI/AAAAAAAAAj4/KiHRLn8zE68/s400/02072010388.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489241414625061538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One's called Maomao and the other one is called MaoMaoMao. I think. Can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TC2z_efx7MI/AAAAAAAAAkA/fXVBvkFJRas/s400/02072010389.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489241423933992130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; This is MaoMaoMao given by Daphne darl when she went to XiaMan aka China. Haha. Super cute, it's in a Chinese Clothing.&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/doufu/df3.gif" width="50" height="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TC20AZBQz1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/LneX6bByaiE/s400/02072010390.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489241439643684690" /&gt;This is MaoMao. SUPER CHUBBY!! AND SUPER CUTE!! &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/rabbitz/cute-rabbit-emoticon-008.gif" width="60" height="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ending here. Byes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5220107734606332629?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5220107734606332629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-you-heard-theres-this-thing-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5220107734606332629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5220107734606332629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-you-heard-theres-this-thing-that.html' title='Have you heard there&apos;s this thing that heals, and it&apos;s called time'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TC2rAXeDagI/AAAAAAAAAjw/1KiaEYCEeXM/s72-c/TakeMymemories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3931062517968335345</id><published>2010-06-29T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:03:52.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you even notice the whole world shatter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCm3mpqRdkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/L6oDIhlTGqM/s400/tumblr_l3pvouaM6o1qbezm8o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488119495573730882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://takemymemories.tumblr.com/"&gt;TakeMyMemories&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to hold you till you know I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I just keep it all inside&lt;br /&gt;That way it won’t hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;When we say goodbye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say Goodbye-Katherine Mcphee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey kiddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How's school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My first few days have been average.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm lying, I feel kindda horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I'm hoping you have a really nice school retreat(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I haven't been updating much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry.Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really having no mood these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And loss inspiration blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And got pissed getting a skin to work in ALL browsers. ESPECIALLY IE-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But anyway, I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But will be going on hiatus in a few days or weeks time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I....really don't know what to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ARGH. I'll just blabber shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's always a problem when I create new accounts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always forget my password.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it's particularly not my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's 1 reason why I can't remember it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCm-mAE9YaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/a6anIOMdXDA/s400/pswrd.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 75px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488127180992766370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everytime I make an account. They would always be crap demanding on the password I make, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;why the hell don't you allow me to put 123. Sorry lorh. I don't h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ave super memory, apparently I don't own a thumb drive in my brain!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fine.Fine. I'll change it alittle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCm-muXi4aI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Lvs6WfNMdv8/s400/pswrd2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 75px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488127193418752418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What?Now are you challenging me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm only fair now?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, I'm sure another million people have freaking good creative minds to think of some fucked up password! FINE. I'll put a freaking arsehole long password of random numbers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCm-m9kzZDI/AAAAAAAAAjg/QWconUWonuM/s400/jgkgc.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 72px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488127197500892210" /&gt; Oh yeah! Who's strong now???! &lt;div&gt;I know, I ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah..... Just when I thought I won,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it shoots me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCnCyIfMy-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/Z8kuexcC2Rg/s400/drfwerg23.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 165px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488131787455253474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Don't lie, you know I would forget it. -.-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. I know you won't feel that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYESSS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3931062517968335345?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3931062517968335345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/did-you-even-notice-whole-world-shatter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3931062517968335345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3931062517968335345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/did-you-even-notice-whole-world-shatter.html' title='Did you even notice the whole world shatter?'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCm3mpqRdkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/L6oDIhlTGqM/s72-c/tumblr_l3pvouaM6o1qbezm8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8918581825549463981</id><published>2010-06-27T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:28:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got me crying tonight,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbdIaN9xwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eVfsMr8tHz8/s400/tumblr_l3k5o6u8LY1qzhg2xo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487316332544116482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( Via &lt;a href="http://takemymemories.tumblr.com/"&gt;TakeMyMemories&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is this what its gonna be like&lt;br /&gt;I try and act like im fine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; but I will never be right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without You-Pixie Lott&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I didn't update again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, I'm moody now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll continue on with my post anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I really enjoyed the trip. Just a quick summary about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't take many photos cause my phone batt was dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Screw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbeAEMkZVI/AAAAAAAAAig/zhMYqpeVpn8/s400/23062010361.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487317288705353042" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't it look super chio? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe it or not, I painted it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rock TTM yo \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super fun painting it. Something called Batik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbeAmyzhaI/AAAAAAAAAio/fV8dMmAtZg0/s400/23062010362.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487317297992533410" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Kaur painting for the kids who didn't come. HAHA. Super weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbeBUJZjbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/k8V4NMuHUZU/s400/23062010363.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487317310166896050" /&gt;Mr Wu acting pro in arts. xD&lt;div&gt;I remembered Damon was there being pressured cause of Mr Wu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. Super comedic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbeBJmHzII/AAAAAAAAAiw/65V_9YuyW9Q/s400/23062010364.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487317307334577282" /&gt;My little brothers/juniors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. Had fun sitting with them. They super fun to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. We went many places after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan't elaborate much about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm fine, I'm always fine. But I'm not okay. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hurts to see the people I wanted to get close to, completely neglect me, and still be so happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm happy for them, I am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's just...that slight feeling of upset and....disappointment. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What the hell is gonna change when I write this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the end. I'm the same girl you see being really happy and saying "I'm fine."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's that the way it's supposed to be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm really,really childish just by saying that, well, believe me when I say I'm an idiot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause I really am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm really happy for people who are happy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But who's happy for me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8918581825549463981?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8918581825549463981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-got-me-crying-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8918581825549463981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8918581825549463981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-got-me-crying-tonight.html' title='You got me crying tonight,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCbdIaN9xwI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eVfsMr8tHz8/s72-c/tumblr_l3k5o6u8LY1qzhg2xo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5685079467290792280</id><published>2010-06-24T17:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:17:49.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your hearts under attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCMlrR93XuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZDJW9nViYlI/s400/tumblr_kwdgg53fpK1qzjxo5o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486270196554882786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://whatmarielsaid.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhatMarielSaid&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See I never thought that I could walk through fire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never thought that I could take the burn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never had the strength to take it higher,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Until I reached the point of no return.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never Say Never-Justin Bieber&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hiiie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm here to update on the awesome trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But before that I'm gonna prove something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was chatting on facebook with Daphne just now. And she was asking me what was I wearing I said I was wearing a shirt with boxers. She said I was lying cause boxers are for boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCMy3Uqi_DI/AAAAAAAAAdo/VTd5yMZJkG4/s400/24062010366.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486284697088752690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm wearing monkey boxers yo \M/&lt;div&gt;I have no idea whether I felt offended when my mum bought me boxers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry I'm wearing it as shorts:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screw my super unglam face. And&lt;b&gt; screw you for mocking it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohkay, I'll continue on for todays post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM0t1es1yI/AAAAAAAAAdw/_h16BaU-4nM/s400/22062010324.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486286733122000674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the entrance for Universal Studios. It looks really cool in real life. And I apologise cause I'm famous for quick and blur photos:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, this was the inside part of U.S, shan't describe much about it. It just look super awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM0u4hQJxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/1ppa12q0oNw/s400/22062010325.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486286751117879058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM0v6lEy_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/fIIZV_MPJyM/s400/22062010326.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486286768850652146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So after that me,my sis and my Godma went to "Lights Camera Action" show. Super awesome.  And super loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's like a scene that they would show you about a  scene with heavy rains, hurricanes etc., go find out yourself the rest, I'm not gonna say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It reveals that a quiet and empty sound stage is more than what it seems.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; You'd be like standing on a platform, do listen to the guides there when they say stand behind the yellow line. And no, it's not for your safety.(: Honestly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM0w4m0XFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/PQTQIGiWpSM/s400/22062010327.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486286785500961874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exiting the show. My sister's extra face there. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM0xeg23VI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Y-XYURE6NZE/s400/22062010328.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486286795676507474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that saw my cousins,Grandma &amp;amp; Godpa. Went to walk around. More scenery pictures!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM6sAqRCqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/YfHcllRzfIw/s400/22062010333.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486293298833328802" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM7woNVPUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/cjpARNZdpNI/s400/22062010329.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486294477680491842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM7xnHF84I/AAAAAAAAAeo/wNg2I0c12kw/s400/22062010330.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486294494565757826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM7yaYflTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/U-DkC-ifso0/s400/22062010332.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486294508328949042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM-evuAcbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Zvl2ikmsIME/s400/22062010337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297468993827250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM-eYvXLvI/AAAAAAAAAfg/MMNHDayJrzs/s400/22062010331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297462825496306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM-d8DoL7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/5ugEI5na-c4/s400/22062010336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297455125868466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM-dNkM--I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EZIPkZ92J5Y/s400/22062010335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297442646031330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM-b9Aa0WI/AAAAAAAAAfI/JT296LZGuVw/s400/22062010334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486297421021106530" /&gt;Look at that bloody scary roller coaster la! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM_fZrniVI/AAAAAAAAAfw/j8Ue3zn4Mdw/s400/22062010338.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298579769723218" /&gt;After which we went to "Far Far Away" which is a section of U.S. Which wasn't really faraway. OMFGOSH! STUPID COLD JOKE. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM_fmP87uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/JB8kitBvyvI/s400/22062010339.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298583143345890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Shrek 4D. (Haha, I thought it was something like gambling too:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM_hMS40yI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/maG44iFn5HQ/s400/22062010346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298610536076066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sis candid shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB7ob_EqI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ixG2VRv7JvY/s400/22062010347.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486301263790281378" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNm9tzzs-I/AAAAAAAAAhI/UVawIhsVA0M/s400/22062010348.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486341981522342882" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNm_cVotTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/JOs1lHOiKS4/s400/22062010349.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486342011192128818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome show.(:No photography was allowed so yeah, end here about Shrek 4D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that we sat on the Shrek Roller coaster. My gawd I was damn shit scared when I was dragged in to try by my sis cause I'm scared of heights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB7C8LNeI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Rzr2tyN5alU/s400/22062010345.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486301253724747234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me introduce some of my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM_gnSi_AI/AAAAAAAAAgI/N40Cq9UK1co/s400/22062010341.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298600602532866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's my Godpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCM_gC4jeJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lKNykh9eD4c/s400/22062010340.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298590829836434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB6S7q6JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1qRimdYTBHg/s1600/22062010344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB6S7q6JI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1qRimdYTBHg/s400/22062010344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486301240837728402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's Westley.(Not the guy at the back yawning btw:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB6NfHDLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jJz8aKHa1Lw/s1600/22062010343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB6NfHDLI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jJz8aKHa1Lw/s400/22062010343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486301239375760562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that's my act cute sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB5gz2WLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TkVoWCHqfCo/s1600/22062010342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNB5gz2WLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/TkVoWCHqfCo/s400/22062010342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486301227383150770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this was the ride. I was scared to the max. But in the end we rode it 6 times:D&lt;div&gt;SUPER FUN!!!!! And sit at the last seat!!! It's fasterrrrrr!!!! And hell more suang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNm-luvHEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oDKeWBq6odo/s400/22062010358.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486341996533455938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last one we rode was the canopy flyer I think. Can't remember the name. Being the awful chicken I am, I was about to back out. In the end also sit. Fun to the max to yeahhh! It's like literally flying of your seat. And it's really high. Then me and my cousin deal said sing Elmo's World while riding it. Then me and Westley really sing, or more like scream. Then one Indian family below us were laughing. SUCKERS! &gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some pics of the turning aka can make you fly off your seat part turnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNpvyaHGdI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dmZ9ODyZkUw/s400/22062010353.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486345040773454290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNpvstdcFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/0iBcRq0SkY8/s400/22062010352.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486345039243997266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNpur9P8mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/nJVZLnr2LAs/s400/22062010355.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486345021861917282" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNpt6fCrOI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2NQo1E6ITaI/s400/22062010351.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486345008581881058" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNps7XthZI/AAAAAAAAAho/JNo2PL_JPAg/s400/22062010350.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486344991639700882" /&gt;After that we left Universal Studios. I really liked it alot~ rate it 1000 over 10. Gonna go there again after PSLE~ woots!&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCNm_8Yfn7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/tKfC-i15Gz8/s400/22062010360.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486342019794050994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that I didn't take much photos cause my batt when flat.:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Followed by going to Sentosa and played the Luge at about at night and watch a show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We took the train there, and my grandma got really drunk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cause I think she drank alot at the bar there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She started singing on the train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA! Love her TTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soon, all the adults there got drunk, then followed by me :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kidding, I don't drink, Do I...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, we went to watch Songs Of The Sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quite nice, I like the effects most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the sky rider I was freaking scared cause it was damn high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sis was kind enough to like shake it-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MUST PLAY THE LUGE AT NIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The road's are like colourful and really really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And plus not many people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So GO AT NIGHT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And you should see the Hard Rock Hotel Room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome! Super Chio!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My cousins stay there for 3 days. Super lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ending here. Love that day alot!!!! Pardon my bad english, I updated too many pictures now I'm pissed for taking so long to finish this post. My Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll post about Malaysia soon too~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5685079467290792280?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5685079467290792280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-theres-just-no-turning-back-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5685079467290792280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5685079467290792280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-theres-just-no-turning-back-when.html' title='When your hearts under attack'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCMlrR93XuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZDJW9nViYlI/s72-c/tumblr_kwdgg53fpK1qzjxo5o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-296407798365273939</id><published>2010-06-23T21:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:39:28.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every second, every single time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCIHT7WRn7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RZXmw8nqzvI/s400/tumblr_kx6up2P76D1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485955335020715954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For you I'd be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Runnin' a thousand miles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just get you where you are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step to the beat of my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somebody To Love-Justin Bieber&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Points up- happens to be my fave picture since Jan btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remembered saying that when I was a little kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To sad to let it go to waste. Thus, here it is:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Yes, I know. You want to pierce a fork into my eye for not updating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;and replying tags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been enjoying this past 2 days tremendously, having a super great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Super sad that it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just came back from Malaysia btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm rocking you rite?:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah I have 3 overdue posts now. Damn it. I'll get started on the first post which is almost I think 4 days old....Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCIJmp88cVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/AdquuZV2Mrs/s400/youtube.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485957855791837522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Youtube duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Only an idiot doesn't know youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha. You're an idiot :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, youtube has been shitastic-ally popular these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so have youtube communities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't really know why, but this happens to be really really famous in school;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCIUEx2nJzI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_3K4l-pKGEQ/s400/PC.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485969368425113394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Peter Chao:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to say, he's really really funny, just more horny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCIVh2NpnpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/FAMik3ZJW7M/s400/nigahiga.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485970967323319954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;Nigahiga:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He's funny too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There are many many really cool things on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Explore it a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyways, so i really really wonder how they do this stuff so pro-ly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And how they do get so funny, gawd I want those genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't even sound funny to myself:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My imaginary friend feels the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, life's like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Sorry Daphne I failed this post. I really have no inspiration to think of anything out of the box about this:D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, I'll be posting on the 2 most amazing-est days of my life tomorrow, or some other day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See ya then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7664772749354666777-296407798365273939?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/296407798365273939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-second-every-single-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/296407798365273939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/296407798365273939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-second-every-single-time.html' title='Every second, every single time,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TCIHT7WRn7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RZXmw8nqzvI/s72-c/tumblr_kx6up2P76D1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7987270555141329995</id><published>2010-06-19T17:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:56:50.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love him more than life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TByRmcFsyeI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5H5hu3HTJzw/s400/tumblr_kytyadW3MI1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484418535791577570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just having conversations&lt;br /&gt;With the thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;All I hear are angels crying&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't they just sing instead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That Girl-David Choi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heeeey!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched a movie at Northpoint last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:FI-P89x9awUtBM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;h=179&amp;amp;w=282&amp;amp;usg=__BaUBB0ZdZ9LN7FVHIXrJgbXrGdM=" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 179px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Source from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I LOVE TOY STORY 3!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With all the other 7 year old kids :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched it like at like 9pm and the theater was filled with young children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah. I love night movies:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohyeah, I'm cool B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really recommend the movie cause it's really awesome~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it's super touchingg and funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or I'll kill you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second movie I watched which was like at 1 in the morning. -Points Below-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://isabellen09.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/remember-me-movie-poster-hq-photo.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 592px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Source from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like the movie alot(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It keeps you thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;though it's a little....PG?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah. But who gives a damn:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OhMyGod. I'm a freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways I LOVED it actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to watch this lovely movie long ago actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I did. HellYeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not even gonna let out a simple preview for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You lazy people go watch the movie yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watch it. MUST WATCH -Serious face-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok I'll end here. See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;People's gonna ask me why I keep watching movies and don't have a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;edited*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah. I really need to apologise to you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mind has been really fucked up lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not in a horny way-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean I've been spelling things wrong,using wrong words, making sentences with no sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which includes my blog. I've been writing things like some retard person with shit many typos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a nincompoop these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do bear with my horrid brain :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*/edited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7987270555141329995?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7987270555141329995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-him-more-than-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7987270555141329995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7987270555141329995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-him-more-than-life.html' title='I love &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt; more than life'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TByRmcFsyeI/AAAAAAAAAc4/5H5hu3HTJzw/s72-c/tumblr_kytyadW3MI1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8837547334719139593</id><published>2010-06-18T13:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T15:20:17.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause one second it was perfect, now you're halfway out the door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsH4GVxiRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/u16ej_-apOc/s400/tumblr_kz82ztBfuL1qav92co1_500.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483985631609719058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I stare at the phone; he still hasn't called&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then you feel so low, you can't feel nothin' at all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you flashback to when he said, forever and always&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever and Always-Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HIIE GUYS:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. I'm doing a full post today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I rock to the max can? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MUAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, back to the point. I promised Daphne that I would do a post about Hackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I have really have no idea what hackers do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But anyway, I'm gonna try:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure like if you played Audition or whatever online game. There would be Hackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yeah. They would probably be those people with fucked up smart ass brains that could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;break super numeral codes like it's a piece of shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which would probably look something like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsK_ambR6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/b9P5Ac6e25g/s400/breakcode.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483989055842240418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unlike me, who spends time thinking about....nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Really I wonder how people hack anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cause I really don't know how they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;*Curse their asshole smart brains*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But yeah. I mean their like the rulers of the cyber world and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But what if it's in reality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a simple example of one of the best hackers in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsWtqhZXSI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9mbfyC0PhZI/s400/bob+and+mom.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484001945017998626" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsOdTj4lHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/dHCu_b8zDgw/s400/geek.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483992867883488370" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsaBwHsnXI/AAAAAAAAAco/CcutaNEOf_Q/s400/bob+and+mom2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 188px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484005588653088114" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes. That's life of a hacker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was dedication to the bloody hacker that hacked my acc a few years ago:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a nice life in hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you bloody mother fu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah anyways, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sorry for the sucks it post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't even funny in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm sorry :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till next time:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8837547334719139593?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8837547334719139593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/cause-one-second-it-was-perfect-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8837547334719139593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8837547334719139593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/cause-one-second-it-was-perfect-now.html' title='Cause one second it was perfect, now you&apos;re halfway out the door'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBsH4GVxiRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/u16ej_-apOc/s72-c/tumblr_kz82ztBfuL1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5936714820393790015</id><published>2010-06-16T19:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:00:35.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you like me as I am,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBi1voqwItI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Es7JyiE6Zsg/s400/tumblr_l3rv1yC6CV1qarmfjo1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483332376298791634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://takemymemories.tumblr.com/"&gt;TakeMyMemories&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://takemymemories.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;So why do I disappear when you come &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;near,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;It makes me feel so small,&lt;br /&gt;If I could read your mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BOY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; would I find, any trace of me at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Superman-Joe Brooks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hell yeah I'm bored. Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gawd there hasn't been a post without me saying "I'm bored"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sucks it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, that's not the only thing that hasn't sucked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone is watching the world cup,besides me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hadn't done my school work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't revised at all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm rotting on the computer, having no life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah. The reason why I so care about studying this year cause of PSLE, and the fact I promise my grandpa I'd study harder:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told you Imma nerd B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I really am worried of many things now. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://99v-elvetroses.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Here for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, I'll be back with more nonsensical stuff soon to try to rock your socks off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for now~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TOODLES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBjlWiyIYNI/AAAAAAAAAbw/OJG2XpHm8gE/s400/teehees.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483384721780531410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me entertain you with this awesome picture that I found in someone's blog. Read properly yeah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(If you're the one who place this in your blog,tumblr, or what so ever FIRST please let me know, apologies for not crediting, I forgot the link.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5936714820393790015?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5936714820393790015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hope-you-like-me-as-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5936714820393790015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5936714820393790015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hope-you-like-me-as-i-am.html' title='I hope you like me as I am,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBi1voqwItI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Es7JyiE6Zsg/s72-c/tumblr_l3rv1yC6CV1qarmfjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2364377871141363373</id><published>2010-06-13T13:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:18:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can be the heart that I spill on the pages,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBRqN6i5fAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NvAzDdOx2oo/s320/tumblr_l0sldpQbUs1qzmcwlo1_400.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482123433703209986" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can be the tears that I cry if we ever split&lt;br /&gt;You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'&lt;br /&gt;Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfect Two-Auburn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know. I didn't like update for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HellYeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't update cause, my life is like...boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yupps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah, anyways, I went out with my dad and sis yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me show you where we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBRuYE5tpxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CJQEopwvBp8/s320/%7B18B7C739-AE17-41CE-A705-8DEC343311EE%7D_Singapore.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482128006328461074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just looking at Singapore yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, it's not a picture of Singapore experiencing some tornado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Geez-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the route that I took.Or felt like I took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok la. I didn't walk so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tell you what happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My dad wanted to take us to Orchard to eat Jack's Place(Suang right?:D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then while we were in the car, the radio said that there would be a huge bloody jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thus, my dad parked at Ang Mo Kio, at some block of I-don't-know flats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And we took the MRT to Orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we ate our dinner my dad wanted to go to Mustaffa in Little India, and we had to take another train to get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gawd,it was weird there. We were like the only Chinese people there.Awkward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah anyway.This was not the reason why I posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hell no. This is nothing:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohyeah. I didn't take any photos at all, cause I'm lazy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, so I'm sure once in your life you would ask your parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why was I named [Insert name]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fine, if you didn't then your just weird;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But anyways, since I feel like I'm talking to myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall be talking about why my name is Alexis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;When my mum and dad was like thinking up a name for me. They was about to call me Yasmine or Jasmine or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yasmine Chen Kit May. Haha.Sounds weird.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, so if I'm not wrong, just a few months before my mum gave birth, she made enemies with a colleague of hers called Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(No offense to people who are called Jasmine or Yasmine or what so ever.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And she was thinking hell yeah, I needed to change her name cause I don't wanna bitch my daughter's name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah how did I get my name Alexis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mum and dad probably did a hell research and dunno how they got the name Alexis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mum liked the name cause she said she liked Alexandra The Great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm like hell mum, I don't want to be some roman guy who killed everyone in rome(or something, I don't know what he actually is okay?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I'm not gonna put his photo up, so just google it up or something kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yes, I was named after a boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt;My dad liked the name for one particular reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lexus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have no idea what car he wanted. Probably some old Lexus Car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeap. I was named after a male roman car murderer. Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My name is actually similar to what happens to some of my celebrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For example, people celebrate Good Friday(I'm catholic btw:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My family celebrate Thank God it's Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh Well, my family is my family(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yupps. I'll end here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bye Dearies:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7664772749354666777-2364377871141363373?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2364377871141363373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-can-be-heart-that-i-spill-on-pages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2364377871141363373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2364377871141363373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-can-be-heart-that-i-spill-on-pages.html' title='You can be the heart that I spill on the pages,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TBRqN6i5fAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NvAzDdOx2oo/s72-c/tumblr_l0sldpQbUs1qzmcwlo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3404616708929432030</id><published>2010-06-08T15:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:14:32.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The promises you made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TA3sLKz8PiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GZZAhT0wSNE/s320/greatness.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480295998204689954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Via&lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The power lines went out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I am all alone&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really care at all&lt;br /&gt;Not answering my phone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Candles-Hey Monday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HIIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I posted my first 100% done by myself blogskin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claps for me man!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The skin sucks ttm though, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but view it eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TA3vAnxVVvI/AAAAAAAAAag/sXNuNDfymtg/s320/screenshot.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480299115534702322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/341376"&gt;HERE!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;here's a screenshot for ya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have no idea why I love screenshots these days.Gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll get started on a topic.Soon:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm lazyyyy T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not my fault :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MUST SEE MY SKIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or I kill u :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I'm not as lazy later, I would probably start on my topic:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So stay tuned yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[edited]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEEYO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm back:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohyeah. My post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know when I go to the coffee shop to eat with my family weekends, it would always be shit jam packed. And it would take forever to just get a seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And when I do get a seat, my parents would like be in a rush to buy food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As for typical Singaporeans there are 2 methods which I'm familiar about to 'chope' place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The use tissue paper to chope place method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TA4OxMlBCsI/AAAAAAAAAao/d-2kgOwhPuA/s320/chope.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 138px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480334034909334210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This method isn't actually very famous anymore, cause Singaporeans are afraid that the cleaner would just like take it away, or like people would normally heck care it and still take the seat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Since Method 1 doesn't work, they(Singaporeans) decided to use another method. Instead of using tissue paper, they decided to use humans. And this is specifically for families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE USE YOUNGEST PERSON IN THE GROUP TO BOOK PLACE    METHOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, since I happen to be the youngest in my family, I would always get 'pang-seh-ed', and be left to chope the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in between that time, what am I suppose to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't bring like PSPs, or books or whatever young kids normally bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would just stare at my phone blindly, which would entertain me for 2 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. My family would normally has something with buy the food from the longest queue kind instinct. And yeah that would probably be about 5 to 15 mintues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what the hell am I suppose to do now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I would just daze into space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I do daze into space, I would look at one person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not like I'm a freak and enjoy staring at people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I would just like stare blindly without me even noticing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But things can go wrong when the person stares back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have that Oh shit, That's damn bloody awkward. And all this wierd things start popping into my head.Something like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TA4WCc410tI/AAAAAAAAAaw/pLeebXlX7QE/s320/lala.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480342027926622930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I would have to feel awkward for another 10 minutes. Great =.=&lt;div&gt;And just when you thought I thought I would never have to do that again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cycle just repeats itself once I go for a meal in the coffee shop. Again.-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, that's life:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll end here(: All wordy pictures are MINE. 100% Copyrighted yeah? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEBYE!!!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3404616708929432030?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3404616708929432030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/promises-you-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3404616708929432030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3404616708929432030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/promises-you-made.html' title='The promises you made'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TA3sLKz8PiI/AAAAAAAAAaY/GZZAhT0wSNE/s72-c/greatness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-14138264046280405</id><published>2010-06-05T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:01:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think I know what are you thinking,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAnjyskGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/jDpKdZ9-JwU/s320/White%2520Wallpaper.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479160881768456002" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby whats your sign&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; tell me yours and I'll tell you mine&lt;br /&gt;Say Whats somebody like you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;doing in a place like this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Timbaland Ft Katy Perry-If We Ever Meet Again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Holidays&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;believe it dude. It sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was tying to do a DIY 'main post' photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Epik failure manss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-above picture-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I know what your thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If it's ugly why the hell did u post it up, that's just being Haolian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;BUT. The thing is, I'm running out of photos(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And I'm lazy to get new ones from the people with awesome websites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So yeaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyway, I just helped Caprice change her blogskin last morning/night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAnm62rryhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7tP7YPXMWe8/s320/cappoh.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479164320458459666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm actually quite happy with it(:&lt;div&gt;Cause plus I chose the blogskin for her in blogskin.com(lazy to put hyperlink:D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I help her edit her profile picture and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super haolian-ing now LOLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway visit &lt;a href="http://the-lovestory-that-i-cannot-accept.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caprice&lt;/a&gt; currently dead blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tat girl better update or I will kill her :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I'm probably going over to ChenXi's place later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEBYE. *Poof*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I know. U'll hate me cause of this super haolian post.HAHA!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-14138264046280405?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/14138264046280405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/think-i-know-what-are-you-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/14138264046280405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/14138264046280405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/think-i-know-what-are-you-thinking.html' title='Think I know what are you thinking,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAnjyskGX0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/jDpKdZ9-JwU/s72-c/White%2520Wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8850425698722607330</id><published>2010-06-04T20:42:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T10:24:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can still touch the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAj1Pjj6ZUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/og_jGt0q9ZA/s320/tumblr_l00irr8bm21qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478898594288919874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everybody see's it's you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm the one that lost the view&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everybody says we're through&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you haven't said it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crawl-Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heyy GUYS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's only one reason I've updated today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAkBwGDImHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/yfipeYRAoBY/s320/Letter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478912347442026610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I HAVE TO SAVE DOMO!!!!&lt;div&gt;I know who this person is, but I won't reveal this person till the end of the post:]&lt;/div&gt;Oh yeah btw, this was the first treat I got on MSN, it's too shit small. So ignore it :] Zoom in if u can yeh?&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAkAa3iJXAI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jY4WiA0aVWw/s320/MSN.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478910883256687618" border="0" /&gt;And if you didn't read the letter, I'm suppose to write about this person's awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;well. Here we goooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person I have known since p4. She's super super super super cheerful, and super friendly, to meee:] (nt to u HAHA in yr face:p) She's always really fun to be with, and she's one of greatest friends I have(:&lt;br /&gt;She is my darlinggggg &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DAPHNE CHEONG SHIYINGGG!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this woman to the max-est(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't kill me if u read this daffy! :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S/The letters are fake. Iwanted to write about her awesomeness 'manually'. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't judge her sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dedicated to Daffy cause she's leaving for a trip on Monday:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for tagging me so much!(And also wan thank my Boyf May for tagging me too:DD )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss u THISSS much when you go XiaMen:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST MISS ME WHEN U LEAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVEUUUU!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8850425698722607330?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8850425698722607330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-can-still-touch-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8850425698722607330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8850425698722607330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-can-still-touch-sky.html' title='We can still touch the sky'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAj1Pjj6ZUI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/og_jGt0q9ZA/s72-c/tumblr_l00irr8bm21qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1971233214830806661</id><published>2010-06-03T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:56:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你给的每个纪念,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAddzy__i7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/AmVmib9SLqY/s320/tumblr_kwzd5pxAxJ1qa7wwso1_400.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478450616164387762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;我不相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你口中会讲出后悔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;不会不心疼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;我拒绝被看见的泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;你不会-S.H.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;OMGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just realise everyone is like some blog community of chain links!!!!!!! Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S SCARY BLOODY ACCUTRATE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was again stalking people :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the links is like one big circle larr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's shit-tastic awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. I already like got a topic while I was walking home from s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chool drinking my 7-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost it when I threw the bottle away.Gawd :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I'll have to think for awhile. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-10 minutes later-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I got something to ask you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/358613292_d13d0783e7.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a Singaporean (like me) you would know what is this, if you don't, well. GET A LIFE:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. Being the abnormal person I always am, I don't like going on an MRT alone. And there's a reason behind this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, when you're in the train you'll like hear this message which goes something like this "If you see any suspicious article, please inform our staff, or call 999."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone will be like heck care. Like yeah.  Selamat couldn't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even succeed in bombing Singapore, what makes the other terrorists so special? So as usual no one would even like bother about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAdpzq28x8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/utO3X0uUVrM/s320/mrt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478463808118507458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when if you're on a train, and you see this dude like wearing all black with that briefcase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh shit Oh shit O shit. We're gonna die, he's gotta bomb, HE'S GOT A BOMMB!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will be like cursing craps all the way until my stop and quickly like run out(brisk walk out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then wants I'm out I'll be like. "THANK GAWD."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So honestly speaking, is that weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just answer yes or no in the tagboard:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh yeah, this applies to areoplanes, toilet bowls or whatever thing that is able to paranoy me in someway. Oh well, I'm weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok stopping here. Bombers are gonna kidnap me.  :o Haha. Jus joking no person will ever kidnap me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAd579mbY8I/AAAAAAAAAY0/RiIfTFb5gHk/s320/terrorist+1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478481542774481858" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAd7pYchNoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ad61kJDnN-w/s320/terrorist+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478483422586418818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My drawing hasn't improved:( Oh well, byebye!&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/7664772749354666777-1971233214830806661?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1971233214830806661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1971233214830806661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1971233214830806661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='你给的每个纪念,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAddzy__i7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/AmVmib9SLqY/s72-c/tumblr_kwzd5pxAxJ1qa7wwso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2034475749437400976</id><published>2010-06-02T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:49:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaming Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAZaggN5lgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4teVMCHXwCs/s320/tumblr_kysc0yW5MF1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478165511193335298" /&gt;Hey Guys.&lt;div&gt;This will really be a flaming post. So yeah:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell is your problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, do you think we hate you so much until that extent? Grow up. I seriously don't understand why you think the world is like against you. No, not the world. WHY did you think we hated you so much just because we talked to someone you didn't like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world doesn't revolve around you. Can you just grow up? If you find this world like already like unfair to you, TAKE A LOOK AROUND YOU. You may have many problems at home, not that I don't know. Seriously, I really understand. But it doesn't mean you can treat everyone like shit just because you have some problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS WORLD IS UNFAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think you're the unluckiest person on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are at least 1000000000000000000000 people who feel even worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet they put a smile on their face and treat people like they're actually SOMETHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what. What rights do you have to say you're the unluckiest person on earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You seriously have no rights to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't deserve to say that. YOU DON'T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tell your stories to people like me, how you always cry every night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think I hear it to hear some fucktard sad story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear it cause i care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now you think I'm acting nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then why the hell I even bother listening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U think this world is shunning u, i should really put u in someone's shoes, that's when i guess u really understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IHATE it when you give me that idiotic look like as if I did something wrong, when the crap truth is I DID NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, if you're so willing to get rid of our friendship,no, it's already broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you seriously want to continue this attitude. I really don't even bother saying anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had enough of your crap. You really don't deserve anything from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2034475749437400976?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2034475749437400976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/flaming-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2034475749437400976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2034475749437400976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/06/flaming-post.html' title='Flaming Post'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAZaggN5lgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/4teVMCHXwCs/s72-c/tumblr_kysc0yW5MF1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7224776960041174657</id><published>2010-05-30T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:13:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell them I was happy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJlKwOj9aI/AAAAAAAAAXU/m520bcRE7xs/s400/tumblr_kzr91bsyON1qzmcwlo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477051332255020450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell them all I know now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shout it from the roof tops &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Write it on the sky line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All we had is gone now&lt;br /&gt;Impossible-Shontelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEEEYYYY!!! &lt;/span&gt;I'm bored:(I just want to clarify something,that I know that it is very important for the 'looks of this blog'and something you won't bother reading my blog thoroughly,&lt;br /&gt;Ever realise most blogs like will have this&lt;br /&gt;"Best Viewed On Google Chrome/Mozilla FireFox/Internet Explorer etc." thingy?&lt;br /&gt;And your like heck wondering,"Hey dude what the hell does that mean?"&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://souonline.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/google-chrome-logo-711569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;TADAA! This is Google Chrome!(Best look for my blog yeah? *WINKS*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 356px;" src="http://online.keuka.edu/file.php/1/mozilla-firefox.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;This is Mozilla Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;-Points Up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Technology/images/microsoft-internet-explorer-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;And I guess the most famous the Internet Explorer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.just joking~(:&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got to my main point yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, what's the difference between these three?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJqyWJrL5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/sCbghfQjYl8/s400/Google+Chrome+Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477057510008106898" border="0" /&gt;This is how my blog looks like in Google Chrome. Yes, it look tons alot chio-er if you're using Internet Explorer.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJqxwGjB7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/QK9iBMFyfK4/s400/Mozilla+Firefox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477057499794442162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And this is a screen shot of my blog in Mozilla Firefox~&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll see the difference(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJqyrhpQ6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/f2z8F1CJyq4/s400/Internet+Explorer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477057515745788834" border="0" /&gt;And this is how it looks like on Internet Explorer.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see rite, the oval like headers is like unpropotioned square, then the post's body also&lt;br /&gt;fatter and wierdly shaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT DON'T GET ME WRONG THOUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different types of Internet is good at different things.&lt;br /&gt;Google Chrome, Mozilla Firefox is NORMALLY(I only said normally) better for blogs, but most of the time it just doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Internet is better for posting( own preference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do to get all the goodness in Internets?&lt;br /&gt;Download them all:DD&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. I did. Like Uh-huh.Actually don't even bother, tell you the truth it's like small difference only(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FAILED BLOG POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Begging Internet Companies don't come to sue me :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. So I'm making myself sound all blog pro-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*DON'T TRUST HER SHE'S A LIAR!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssht, don't trust my conscience, their completely lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*No joke! She's lying again!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA....BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJxvcBcVaI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1aiF_U0FLeE/s400/conscience.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477065156625978786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7664772749354666777-7224776960041174657?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7224776960041174657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/tell-them-i-was-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7224776960041174657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7224776960041174657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/tell-them-i-was-happy.html' title='Tell them I was happy,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TAJlKwOj9aI/AAAAAAAAAXU/m520bcRE7xs/s72-c/tumblr_kzr91bsyON1qzmcwlo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2357534222350385</id><published>2010-05-29T11:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:43:59.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I fight for love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476534100763099730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TACOv6xMQlI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oEFPEUA7q2w/s400/tumblr_kzpmooBOQ01qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You said you needed a little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;from my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; It's funny how you used that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;to have me replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;That should be me-Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; OVERFLOW: hidden; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-DECORATION: none" color="transparent"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;HEYY PEPOS!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;It's officially the school holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IF YOU'RE NOT p6&lt;img height="48" alt="http://www.emocutez.com" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/donggu/donggu1.gif" width="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;so yeah, this sucks.TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if I'm like really committed this holiday,&lt;br /&gt;I would be studying my arse off, and most probably be MIA from anything fun,joyful,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, PSLE is really really really near so I won't be updating for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;And may let my blog get into a coma or something:\&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's all much to say about that...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm what else to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OHYEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476539519113749618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TACTrTsp5HI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7LBq2zQn5NI/s400/Image200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you have like shit good eyesight you can so the small words 'people who tagg \m/' on the bottom. YESH. I really want to thank the people who actually who do tag&lt;img height="50" alt="http://www.emocutez.com" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/donggu/donggu18.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really sorry if the drawing makes you want to puke. I understand.&lt;img height="50" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/onigiri/onigiri8.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyeah, I'll end off here. BYEBYE!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476543056340127458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TACW5M5JDuI/AAAAAAAAAW0/lwbRE9TrTwk/s400/Image203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ignore my cui face :p) adapted from&lt;a href="http://never-forget-peggy.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2357534222350385?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2357534222350385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-to-know-should-i-fight-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2357534222350385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2357534222350385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-to-know-should-i-fight-for-love.html' title='Should I fight for love,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/TACOv6xMQlI/AAAAAAAAAWc/oEFPEUA7q2w/s72-c/tumblr_kzpmooBOQ01qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-6513292688876712836</id><published>2010-05-27T15:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:59:39.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a mess in a dress,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_4ksUwSM8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/-BGZ9gaTbvE/s400/tumblr_l0sikj7znH1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475854540833174466" border="0" /&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So baby tell me what I got to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's into me for everything I'm  not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to you-Orianthi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heey, I'm bored):Oh yeh, I should tell u sth about school today.Super Frantic TTM.But I kindda had fun?Okok. Before you get like all confused,&lt;br /&gt;we had English Week this er...week?yeah,so, we had to do like a 5 minute skit,&lt;br /&gt;and decorate the outside of the class.&lt;br /&gt;our class did ALICE IN WONDERLAND!Superb cool! (:So yeah the class was super chioo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done by the artists in our class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CLAPS FOR THEM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thnks for the awesome people who like flattered me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( even though its lke not true? haaha)Ok, this post is starting to feel like something I would post lke when I was in p4? haha yeah:]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Since like I was drunk and somehow promised Daffy a full full post after semester 1,&lt;br /&gt;well here we gooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know whether u was like a boy or girl wen u was a kid, you would have a soft toy rite?&lt;br /&gt;Something like&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 434px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3723610052_bdfb4f89f0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;The oh-so-adorable WINNIE THE POOOOOHHHH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5eUv-C6MBSI/S0R86ySouWI/AAAAAAAAASU/KkE3j-0OSDs/s320/Hello_Kitty_Plush_toy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;The oh-so-pink Hello Kitty:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.tesora.com.au/images/products/domo-kun-plush-toy-l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;THE BESTEST DOMO!:DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so yeah, I'm sure like you'll have something like this, whatever kinds(:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm sure like you loved giving your certain toy a name.But doesn't anyone like realise it's like always the same type of name?&lt;br /&gt;For example&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5B8qIwGXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/WHDIkrnB4pw/s1600/names.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_4t626xJwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ebX1_jF2IQU/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475864686126769922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So it's like Mr/Miss /Mrs Bear? For shit sake, doesn't like everyone get tired of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5B8qIwGXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/WHDIkrnB4pw/s1600/names.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5B8qIwGXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/WHDIkrnB4pw/s400/names.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475886707288054130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So it's like Bear&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;. It's like how my sister used to call her dolls Pigg&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, dogg&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, catt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, it gets dry after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. This full post will stop here, if I don't I guess kids would probably follow me home and start a riot against me and I would have to get money to pay my bills for the hospital, and I can't even get to the Supermarket to get free food. Sweet.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_4zSWp27eI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KKBDlMsS6t8/s400/kids+fight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475870587340910050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So yeah my painting skills is still.... So&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-6513292688876712836?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6513292688876712836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-mess-in-dress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6513292688876712836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6513292688876712836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-mess-in-dress.html' title='I&apos;m a mess in a dress,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_4ksUwSM8I/AAAAAAAAAVA/-BGZ9gaTbvE/s72-c/tumblr_l0sikj7znH1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-388696586919232809</id><published>2010-05-24T18:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:55:53.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe you'll call me someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_pih5DQj5I/AAAAAAAAAUk/wRxxjBRao74/s400/tumblr_kxul9b6Ec41qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474796631411953554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://www.where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;Wheretheheartis&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got a face for a smile, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A shame you waste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're breaking me slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Of Chances-Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVE PIC for now(: -Points up-&lt;br /&gt;I read that book when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Super touching, and super easy to read :]So yeah, I promised a full post.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really upset, cause no one tags, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;update or no update, you viewed, you're responsibility to tag:(&lt;br /&gt;I know some people or person or whatever read, cause they still can repeat what I write.Forget it, I would be a retard trying to force you to tag.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry, I'm just...upset:(So yeah, I'll get started on my full post?&lt;br /&gt;What to write? I also got no inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Let me think for awhile.-5 minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;Ok' I've got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I finally got something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always flip through some old things like your old kiddy toys when you were a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FOR EXAMPLE...&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-viper.demandvideo.com/media/21002dd3-4d27-4bbf-9344-fb80d896567a/jpeg/4a55d1d7-6257-4473-a059-4bd1f8ed6b8c_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 493px; height: 371px;" src="http://cdn-viper.demandvideo.com/media/21002dd3-4d27-4bbf-9344-fb80d896567a/jpeg/4a55d1d7-6257-4473-a059-4bd1f8ed6b8c_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your old deck of pokemon cards which used to be oh-so-famous, before some idiotic 'Bakugan' monster came in. SHIT IT. Like please, it's looks like normal animal which like got mutated or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.toy-tma.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/bakugan-battle-pack-card-game1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.toy-tma.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/bakugan-battle-pack-card-game1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, pokemon are like damn more cute. I HAVE A STACK AT HOME! -act proudly-&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm not sure. TEEHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I think after this post I would probably lose face.&lt;br /&gt;IF I HAD ONE!(:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I mean like if you was a girl and wasn't born as 'different' as me you would be playing something like this.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chrissicoile.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/pooper-scooper-barbie-doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.chrissicoile.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/pooper-scooper-barbie-doll.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The super famous barbie.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like I used to like it, I think.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW, I realise barbie is a very horrible example.&lt;br /&gt;For instance,&lt;br /&gt;hello, she's teaching young girls like being the pretty blonde will get you anywhere, just by saying&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I'm barbie!" And the Ken doll would just swift her away on his horse, or something.&lt;br /&gt;And omg, look at the picture-points up-IT'S TEACHING DOGS TO EAT IT'S OWN SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Barbie. Your flawless pimpleless confirm never will get puberty face will soon came to your disadvantage one day, oh yeah. WHY DO YOU NEVER GET OLD?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess if you're somewhere stuck in the middle you'll probably have something like this&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.cafemom.com/images/user/gallery/post_276248_1241687892_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://images2.cafemom.com/images/user/gallery/post_276248_1241687892_med.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BARNEY IS A DINOSAUR IN OUR IMAGINATION!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. Anyways I remember I got a barney on my second birthday and when I was about to turn 3 my mum was giving away some stuff to the salvation army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum:Anything you want to give away?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmm, Barney can take lerh.&lt;br /&gt;Mum:Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course, Barney so old liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then my mum gave it away. The following day I cried for like days and nights cause I couldn't find barney T.T&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Typical me:]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I should stop here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid if I continue on, I'll get sued, and  would have to get a laywer and i would be broke and I would have to start stealing free food from the supermarket. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Nahh, I'm just kidding, I never do that. Do I...? o__x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_p2VXm_7WI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GgIF3UbaJs8/s1600/BLOG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_p2VXm_7WI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GgIF3UbaJs8/s400/BLOG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474818406509178210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, my computer painting is CMI. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&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/7664772749354666777-388696586919232809?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/388696586919232809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-youll-call-me-someday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/388696586919232809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/388696586919232809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-youll-call-me-someday.html' title='Maybe you&apos;ll call me someday'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_pih5DQj5I/AAAAAAAAAUk/wRxxjBRao74/s72-c/tumblr_kxul9b6Ec41qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1052404405017465364</id><published>2010-05-23T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:37:22.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真希望雨能下不停</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474133359974793970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_gHSaZpwvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cJ0IST7f8_M/s400/tumblr_kwvh7qWb2v1qa2864o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;（Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 雨愛的秘密 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;能一直延续&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我相信&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我将会看到彩虹的美丽&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;雨爱-RainieYang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever 'you' is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored T.T&lt;br /&gt;U like better get a pillow or something.&lt;br /&gt;Super dry post comin'&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHH!&lt;br /&gt;-torture-&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;I like went to Civic Centre today to finish up a project.&lt;br /&gt;What project? Not for you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and &lt;a title="Chenxi " href="http://simplestlie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chenxi&lt;/a&gt; was like freaking bored.TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyeah, thank gawd the library's project room was freakin' vacant, so we did our project for like 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, before I like continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIBRARIANS ARE FUCKING MEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The librarian scolded us for having like 7 people in the room, where there should like only be 6?&lt;br /&gt;Shit Face Person. Still dare say we like kiasu.HumJi Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. I'm like venting all my anger on this post. Too many bad,bad words :]&lt;br /&gt;We left the project room soon~ then went to Mac, damn bloody hyper there.&lt;br /&gt;Then halfway me and Chenxi was like laughing our arse off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chenxi and Me:-Laughing like Retards-&lt;br /&gt;Chenxi: Ehs how, later Mac chase us out, then library damn full&lt;br /&gt;Alexis:Yeah, how arhs?&lt;br /&gt;Some auntie sitting on the next table: You go to the library larhs~ 4th level no people one~&lt;br /&gt;Chenxi: Ouh. Ok thanks auntie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn joker. What a cute auntie:9 So went back to library. Sat next to the emergency exit.&lt;br /&gt;Another librarian scolded us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KNN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah, quickly finish, then went to causeway point to eat dinner with ChenXi and Chelsia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went home~ Karaoke with my family, well my sis and mum did, I just fell asleep :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a damn good sleeper lately :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slept in class, then when someone poke me with pen I also didn't feel anything :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*YAWN* gawd, I'm getting bored with my own post.&lt;br /&gt;So...shall do a picture post tommorrow. Or some other day. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOODLES.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to [Insert Name] for reading till here. You must really have nothing better to do :DD HAHA! Thanks anyway. &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1052404405017465364?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1052404405017465364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1052404405017465364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1052404405017465364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='真希望雨能下不停'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_gHSaZpwvI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cJ0IST7f8_M/s72-c/tumblr_kwvh7qWb2v1qa2864o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-9090422666352443834</id><published>2010-05-20T19:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:08:24.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get by,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473309679953698722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_UaJ7NY36I/AAAAAAAAAUU/_Aj7gBa3JJU/s400/tumblr_kz9rgzEXPZ1qbpggvo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(&lt;a title="WhereTheHeartIs " href="http://www.where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the world's crashing down&lt;br /&gt;When I fall and hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;I will turn myself around&lt;br /&gt;Don't you try to stop me&lt;br /&gt;Alice-Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HIIEEE.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I got my marks back.&lt;br /&gt;Let's seeee....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;English-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;82.4/100:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chinese-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;76.?/100 :]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maths-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;58/100 :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;Since that was like a practice exam, I took my CA1 marks instead. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;70/100&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Science-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;68/100&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; Super Sad, couldn't like take the exam, so same marks,Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm like planning to close my blog, or let my blog get into a deeeep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Either that,or I like don't know...get inspiration to blog? :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've been having problems... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm... OHYEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've like been watching movies lately(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched like 4movies in like 3days? Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know I should be studying anld blahblahblah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I will:] Hopefully :9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;不能说的秘密(:&lt;br /&gt;Did You Hear About The Morgans?&lt;br /&gt;Alice In Wonderland(:&lt;br /&gt;500 days of Summer(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Their like all great movies, seriously:]&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the 3 movies more though(with the lovely smiley faces:DD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to watch more soon~&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this post is just shit dry and dull,BORING TO THE CORE-EST!&lt;br /&gt;Shit this post.&lt;br /&gt;ABRUPT ENDING!!!&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-9090422666352443834?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9090422666352443834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-get-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/9090422666352443834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/9090422666352443834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-get-by.html' title='I&apos;ll get by,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_UaJ7NY36I/AAAAAAAAAUU/_Aj7gBa3JJU/s72-c/tumblr_kz9rgzEXPZ1qbpggvo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4671869513158954081</id><published>2010-05-15T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:47:42.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The images of our memories,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxtHoOEH1a8/SBCTsJIk0VI/AAAAAAAAB3M/gRbayPEEP8o/s320/secret1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say gradually let go of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you will walk farther&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps the lot of fate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only let us meet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;不能说的秘密(eng translation)-周杰伦&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heyheyhey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just watched a damn bloody nice movie on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesh, its 不能说的秘密.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FREAKING NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's confusing at first, but it's damn bloody cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's chinese btw. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IMAGINE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This retarded girl who likes hates chinese shows, LOVES THIS SHOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah, believe it babeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok, getting on with what I wanted to post about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;PARANOID-EES&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like every person will ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What the hell are you talking about you lamelame girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yeahs, I happen to very lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In fact, I got this badgee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471391818239704018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-5J3rkn-9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Q8O3aPbvrBw/s400/11949847511525101176clipart_by_nicu_buculei_-_baloon1_04_02_svg_med.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, I ROCK MY OWN ASS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit you people, I know it's edited!(by me:D) stop mucking me, SUCKER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh crap, I'm off track&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOUR FAULT &gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah anyways,&lt;br /&gt;paranoid-ees are things that well, paranoid you.&lt;br /&gt;And no, it's not a real word.&lt;br /&gt;Got a better word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, here we goooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting off, what does paranoid mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It means to suffer a mental disorder characterized by systematized delusions and the projection of personal conflicts, which are ascribed to the supposed hostility of others, sometimes progressing to disturbances of consciousness and aggressive acts believed to be performed in self-defense or as a mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in other words,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afraid of what might happen, but most likely won't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what paranoys me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FALLING PIANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 422px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.markstivers.com/wordpress/comics/2006-06-17%20Falling-piano.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, how common is it to like see of people like dead cause of falling pianos from the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Hell, of course not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what if it did, just like it Bugs Bunny? :0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, that chills me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BREAKING SWING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 404px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/296/f/4/Broken_swing_by_MarsW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine like your swinging happily, like going shit high. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screaming I rule the world!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then suddenly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIAK!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG. o.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It happened in Sembawang Park though.&lt;br /&gt;Super awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.stomp.com.sg/site/servlet/linkableblob/stomp/277760/thumbnail/slide_broken_for_1_month_and_still_not_repaired-thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember like when I was a kid(before I was fat), was like having the time of my life playing on a playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I WAS SLIDING ON A SLIDE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole slide just like toppled to the ground cause it was like was completely not nailed down at all.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I toppled to the floor,with the slide &lt;strong&gt;in pain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no it didn't break like this photo. I mean the WHOLE SLIDE TOPPLED. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from then on, I feel a little tremble everytime I sit on high slides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND ITS ONE OR THE 99 reasons I'M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, these imaginaries things that will never happen, or most likely won't happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are just like cartoons!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw, but I really wanna see someone get smashed by a piano :\&lt;br /&gt;NOT SEE MYSELF THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Imaginaries things are just for imagining:]&lt;br /&gt;-making no sense at all-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what paranoys you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment in my tagboard(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just may be my inspiration for my next post :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;BYEBYE!!&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/7664772749354666777-4671869513158954081?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4671869513158954081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/images-of-our-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4671869513158954081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4671869513158954081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/images-of-our-memories.html' title='The images of our memories,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kxtHoOEH1a8/SBCTsJIk0VI/AAAAAAAAB3M/gRbayPEEP8o/s72-c/secret1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2986737740934429630</id><published>2010-05-13T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:06:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>252 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-wVKzr6JaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O3sbVPlYrHI/s400/tumblr_l1r98hnWuq1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470770922765559202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 252 days:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forgive myself for taking such a risky step in life.&lt;br /&gt;-slap self on the face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to live and let go.&lt;br /&gt;One Fine Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2986737740934429630?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2986737740934429630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/252-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2986737740934429630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2986737740934429630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/252-days.html' title='252 days.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-wVKzr6JaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O3sbVPlYrHI/s72-c/tumblr_l1r98hnWuq1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2827150439662121181</id><published>2010-05-13T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:33:16.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could really use a wish right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-vhI8XGPpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_nChH_Yraw8/s400/tumblr_l29z8wMjR41qzht63o1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470713716129808018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There comes a time where you fade to the blackness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when you’re staring at that phone in your lap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're hoping ,but them people never call you back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Airplanes-B.O.B ft Hayley Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;YO!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Miss me not?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care(:&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened while I was away.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, Weird, Mostly sad.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, life's isn't very 'sweet' lately.&lt;br /&gt;Like. Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;No matter, life goes on:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing a FULL post soon,&lt;br /&gt;after all I haven't posted in like 2 weeks:]&lt;br /&gt;AND MY TAG BOARD IS DYING.&lt;br /&gt;GAR. x[&lt;br /&gt;I gotta topic in my head&lt;br /&gt;I better post soon, before I forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm way too lazy to post now.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,so I'll post soon -weak smile-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, for the past 3 days, I have eaten/drank like at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; 6 lollipops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;300 peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 bottles of lemon tea. wasted(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for watching my diet.Oh well!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So yeah I'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;SUCKISH POST OF NOTHINGNESS!&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'msorryZanMin):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2827150439662121181?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2827150439662121181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-could-really-use-wish-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2827150439662121181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2827150439662121181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-could-really-use-wish-right-now.html' title='I could really use a wish right now'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-vhI8XGPpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/_nChH_Yraw8/s72-c/tumblr_l29z8wMjR41qzht63o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4872163127204824718</id><published>2010-05-04T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:19:23.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA FOR MYE:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467375286067096898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-AE2vPHbUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lM-FBJlIaxI/s400/tumblr_kzmws05J4I1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhereTheHeartIs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I need you now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need You Now-Lady Antebellum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;HIIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be MIA-ing for some while... until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 14? Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been studying much,&lt;br /&gt;and it's time I did so 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wish everyone really good luck for the MYE's&lt;br /&gt;And you better wish me too &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY THAT I'll STUDY T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hate today btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Promise I'll update well about a week from now, unless I like well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have something important and diedie need to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO BYEBYE for about a week :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So long suckers &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4872163127204824718?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4872163127204824718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/mia-for-mye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4872163127204824718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4872163127204824718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/mia-for-mye.html' title='MIA FOR MYE:('/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S-AE2vPHbUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lM-FBJlIaxI/s72-c/tumblr_kzmws05J4I1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2312023706280969891</id><published>2010-05-04T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:23:58.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTE</title><content type='html'>You. Yes you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you hate me to the core.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why, or bother to know why.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that stupid if you ignore me&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK AM I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I may be stupid,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm definitely NOT BLIND!&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you hate me straight to my face&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring me is one of the foolish ways you try to solve.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me straight to my face&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry my shit eyeballs out,&lt;br /&gt;don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;I know your sister hates me too&lt;br /&gt;So what's your point?&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to tell me to my face cause you feel pitiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not 'worth' to be that pitiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN&lt;br /&gt;JUST SAY IT TO MY FACE!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2312023706280969891?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2312023706280969891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2312023706280969891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2312023706280969891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/note.html' title='NOTE'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7974561238456143310</id><published>2010-05-02T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:32:29.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To look into your eyes, and see you looking back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466561557674523698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S90gxgv-_DI/AAAAAAAAATs/BIA4G3wa9lk/s400/3368163009_8d7445825d.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do to have just one more chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To look into your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and see you looking back&lt;br /&gt;Hurt-Christina Aguilera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After reading &lt;a title="Cousin " href="http://www.sagaciouslove.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;JustinaJie's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;blog,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feeling of sadness and guilt just rushed through me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is what I got to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was young,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you always had a smile on your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembered asking my mum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why is GongGong skin like Malay?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She just laughed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remebered you was strong,even behind those weathered cheeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You use to make fun of me and &lt;a title="Godbrother " href="http://westley-eatyou.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Westley&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to get pissed when you said that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I was a kid and was sensetive to jokes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was overly self-centered to myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You would always call my name,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I always shunned away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I grew older, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was busy with my own life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the thought of care and concern just slipped away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You still joked around,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you still had a smile on your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everyone was happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till one day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came home from school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mother told me straight to my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"GongGong is very very, very sick"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then I knew what had happened to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was baffled, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how could a strong man like him, get so sick?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the best part was, he didn't even know how sick he was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He just knew that it was going to be bad,very bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day he knew he had been dignosed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was the day that my family visited him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He looked weaker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The smile he had on his face, was very weak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And on the way back home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mum burst into tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all that came to me was,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blankness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days passed.Weeks passed. Months passed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Treatment after Treatment he went,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it really didn't help at all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the symptoms were dreadful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He never smile anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moral or motivation to joke around was gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He just laid in bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On his birthday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after singing his birthday song,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sister ran up to her room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She broke into tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While she was singing the birthday song,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she looked down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and saw how swollen his feet were.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind was still blank.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No tears could come to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanted him back, the way it used to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As time passed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his oh-so-malay skin became colourless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His whole face turned yellow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his whole body was swollen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and his spirit of happiness was drained.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was admitted into the hospital.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still he got treatments,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was never enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was unconscious,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He kept trying to stay awake, but he couldn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He tried, he tried so many times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every single time he tried it was like taking a knife and stabbing it in and out of my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He couldn't remember anyone, not even his own wife.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, I missed him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears of sorrow rolled down my cheeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed the time he used to talk to everyone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed the times when he used to make fun of me and Westley,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I missed the times when he was happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminincse of history flowed into my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was a great father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would work his life to support his kids and wife with all he could,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he never caned, and just lectured.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He never complained how hard life was when he suffered so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was happy with everyone and everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was never proud, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he would always do his best for everyone, without expecting anything in return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What have I done for him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I have done was complain about life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how it sucks to the core.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was selfish, and never bothered about anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When he needed all the help,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where was I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been a horrible person, and I deserved the worse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why couldn't it happen to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU NEVER DESERVED IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even being sick for months in pain and suffering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you still told us to be good grandchildren.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And told us to always be happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't even look you in the eye and not hate myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't even talk to you cause I would hate myself for being such a horrid person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't be a good granddaughter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm sorry for not being like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry for not cherishing you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry for being unable to turn time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7974561238456143310?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7974561238456143310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-look-into-your-eyes-and-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7974561238456143310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7974561238456143310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-look-into-your-eyes-and-see-you.html' title='To look into your eyes, and see you looking back.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S90gxgv-_DI/AAAAAAAAATs/BIA4G3wa9lk/s72-c/3368163009_8d7445825d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4192719641822316633</id><published>2010-05-01T10:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T10:58:49.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466124377180520498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9uTKQfywDI/AAAAAAAAATk/0k06koTaG-g/s400/tumblr_kzk7p4CEkV1qzjxo5o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Via&lt;a href="http://whatmarielsaid.tumblr.com/"&gt;WhatMarielSaid&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I know somewhere,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that love never lasts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Only Exception-Paramore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;UPDATED!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, currently life's kindda harder &lt;img height="54" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/littlegirl/girl12.gif" width="62" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Insert Sad Face-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to stupid MYE's ----&lt;em&gt;shit you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, I'm going Shawn's birthday later.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, haven't bought anything lols. &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/sesame/sesame4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohyeah, remember I said about me getting a Vivaz about a month ago?&lt;br /&gt;YUPPS! I had it, like it's already one month old :)&lt;br /&gt;How is it doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HORRIBLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, the phone rocks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's the horrible butter fingers owner fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dropped it at least more than 5 times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in one month, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND IT HAS DENTS ON IT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shit my butter fingers &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohkays, I'll find something to talk about sooner or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm lazy to make a full post today, yupps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe I'll post tomorrow on how Shawn's birthday went?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SUCK THIS POST(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm nothing to this world, especially to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm shit tired of trying to make myself worth something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But sadly, according to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm tired of everyone stepping on me to get to my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Shit You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I can see your lies hidden in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It just scream fakeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I know I'm nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and has no point living or carrying on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maybe I was always meant to be this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm done with everything that happens to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm fucking through with all this crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's time I be more heartless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I had enough on being soft-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4192719641822316633?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4192719641822316633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-sworn-to-myself-that-im-content.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4192719641822316633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4192719641822316633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-sworn-to-myself-that-im-content.html' title='I had sworn to myself that I&apos;m content with loneliness'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9uTKQfywDI/AAAAAAAAATk/0k06koTaG-g/s72-c/tumblr_kzk7p4CEkV1qzjxo5o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7885348617724842953</id><published>2010-04-27T16:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:05:15.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TEACHERR'/><title type='text'>TEACHERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464737695707986242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9al-xdceUI/AAAAAAAAATU/YPctXd__UMo/s400/tumblr_l0mx7qjJOM1qzcnnso1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ELLOH. Crappy post today :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just like funny to the core.&lt;br /&gt;And breaking my own records of nothing-ness :DD&lt;br /&gt;and....my carelessness :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ME NEARLY DYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this post is starring MRDURAI!&lt;br /&gt;He better be shit touched lorhs XD HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No Mr Durai. Inside this part btw.) &lt;img height="56" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/kitty/thkitty23-04.gif" width="56" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with... aha, PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having badminton during PE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, btw I'm noober than a blind person playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;No offense to the blind.&lt;br /&gt;Not keeping off track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with Chloe and Chenxi.&lt;br /&gt;Then we were like screaming like mad bimbos-.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so when Chenxi hit over, Chloe hit back and the shuttlecock flew and hit Mr Sakthi's head, and it flew and hit is butt :0&lt;br /&gt;We literally rolled on the floor laughing, not because the shuttlecock was the pervert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of Mr Sakthi's reaction.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN JOKER ONI SIA &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/yoyo/yoyo-emoticon-1-048.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always lose my tie at least like once a week, ESPECIALLY after PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I purposely took shit great care of it.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to the toilet with Chenxi, then stay there for the whole recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for personnal reasons, then bell ring went up to class and that period happen to be maths, then I realise I lost my tie-.- pathetic right? Anyway, so I lost my tie so many times I barely even feel worried about Mdm Nadiah nagging at me again, I like gave up.&lt;br /&gt;But during mother tongue, Caprice pass to me my tie, then I shout very loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICE 我爱死你了!!! &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/yoyo/yoyo-emoticon-2-017.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole class was like staring at me, including my chinese teacher, and she was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Chinese Teacher:杰梅(my suckish chinese name)，发生了什么？&lt;br /&gt;After telling her,&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Teacher：HAHA，这样也要爱死她？&lt;br /&gt;-blank face-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then during chinese supp I slept for about half an hour without anyone nagging at me or teacher even realising I was ever asleep, but still my geeky self   &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/doufu/df29.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;HAHA, then replaying back to maths, Mr Durai was like teaching us halfway, then he like left to go toilet,15 mintues later, everyone was like wondering what happen to Mr Durai. Then LuXuen suddenly said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Durai maybe kanna stuck in toilet bowl cannot come out, then our whole class laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ChenQiang and ChenYang was saying that someone put chewing gum on the toilet bowl. That kannna stucked.&lt;br /&gt;Like 5 mintues later we ask him why he take so long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he say 4th floor, 3rd floor all no toilet paper -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the end of the lesson, dunno how the class started talking to us about Justin Bieber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 493px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/7000000/Justin-Bieber-justin-bieber-7011899-493-604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, this Justin Bieber. Then Mr Durai said he didn't know who was Justin Bieber, only Justin Beeboh. Then we all laughed, cause yesterday we were passing notes in class then Mr Durai confiscate then he open up and read, we were talking about who likes Justin Bieber, the I also got write there I wrote &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I love JustinBieber 3/4-ly, JUSTIN BIEBOH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA, then until today Mr Durai still remember Justin Bieboh &lt;img height="70" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/nasubichan/nasubichan-1.gif" width="70" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah...then after maths, our substitute teacher vanished, and never showed up, so we were like playing around, then I wanted to hit ChenYang's head cause he kept kicking my chair,&lt;br /&gt;when I was about to hit him, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;he use his pilot pen scratch my wrist!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464751667811518754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9aysDmhCSI/AAAAAAAAATc/y1eIl1AEnXc/s400/27042010128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEE THAT RED PARTT???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS BLEEEDDIINNG U NOE??!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, just joking, I'm just trying to be bimbotic haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, this is the end of my shitty wordy post. Sorry for it being so picture-less. I gave up. &lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/yoyo/yoyo-emoticon-1-066.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYEBYE! &lt;img height="80" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/crab/crab7.gif" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7885348617724842953?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7885348617724842953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/teachers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7885348617724842953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7885348617724842953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/teachers.html' title='TEACHERS'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9al-xdceUI/AAAAAAAAATU/YPctXd__UMo/s72-c/tumblr_l0mx7qjJOM1qzcnnso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-539339260106529249</id><published>2010-04-23T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:32:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could be chasing, but my time would be wasted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463342448475298322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9GxAseu2hI/AAAAAAAAATE/ikaFoGx_dGI/s400/tumblr_l0nd90m5zM1qzjggvo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/asianalyssa/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/asianalyssa/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no much nonsense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's on my conscience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm thinking baby I should get it out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing On You-B.O.B ft Bruno Mars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hiiii, this is my second post, I had to delete the first one due to some copyrighted issues. No matter, I'll think of another one, and post BY TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See I'm so positive. x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, I've been brainstorming for at least like 10 minutes and I got nothing:(&lt;br /&gt;KNN.lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA, I got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some viewers may hate this post. THUS, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't read if you don't want to.duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm writing about....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUTFITS&gt;WHICH COULD HAVE BETTER STYLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's take for example, an astronaut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hannahsworld.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/astronaut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please larh, who would want to wear like a damn bloody eskimo outfit to space? Hell no one.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion I think like the astronauts misconceptions of aliens in outer space is probably just humans wearing that damn clothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh come on, why couldn't it be pink? It will look like shit alot nicer. TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;When I see this outfit, it just reminds me of flies, cause of that damn circle thingy covering the face of the person.&lt;br /&gt;If I have to see like that in person, i would probably do this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imgsrv.worldstart.com/promos/bug-zapper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha! I have at least 5 of these electric smackers at home okay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DON'T FIGHT WIF ME.&lt;br /&gt;or I'll electrocute u to death :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKok, another outfit is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIREMAN OUTFITS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeahyeah, call me a brat for making fun of the dunno wat force,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not I'm just critisicing their uniform,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MUST IT BE MADE OF RUBBER????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0712-3016-0957_Fireman_clipart_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Confirm will itchy till want to die lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;Like imagine like during a fire then the rubber suddenly give you a bloody itch, then by the time you scratch till it itches no more, you'll become a rubbery burnt marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....AND THEY COULD HAVE MADE IT PINK! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better material? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well if you use cloth, you'll like kanna burnt damn easily :\&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Use metal? die of heat before die of itchness.&lt;br /&gt;What is an insulator of heat???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. No such thing as insulator of heat&lt;br /&gt;I'M A GENIUS MAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ok, aiya, fireman are probably able to resist being itchy all over.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lorhs, as long as i don't be a fireman I don't care liao(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK. I'm bad at conclusions.:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO JUST BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH.&lt;br /&gt;Oral sucks it today, I nervous till talked like an ang moh in english oral.ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, lol I pinched myself so hard I think my entire leg was like red after it. Yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did horribly for chinese oral btw.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL ROCK THOUGH! :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-539339260106529249?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/539339260106529249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-could-be-chasing-but-my-time-would-be_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/539339260106529249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/539339260106529249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-could-be-chasing-but-my-time-would-be_23.html' title='I could be chasing, but my time would be wasted'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S9GxAseu2hI/AAAAAAAAATE/ikaFoGx_dGI/s72-c/tumblr_l0nd90m5zM1qzjggvo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2672272449205225618</id><published>2010-04-19T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:18:02.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is catching up to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461859783755776178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8xsiP_BQLI/AAAAAAAAASk/8xZFTWmMYUE/s400/httpmy-year-twenty-oh-ten.tumblr.com.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://my-year-twenty-oh-ten.tumblr.com/"&gt;MyYearTwentyOhTen&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I walk would you run&lt;br /&gt;If I stop would you come&lt;br /&gt;If I say you’re the one would you believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Try-AsherBrook&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ELLOH.&lt;br /&gt;I've updated to skip my homework.&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't sleep in chinese AND maths!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN PROUD OF MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways, so yeah I WAS doing homework,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm way too lazy to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;THUS, I will be posting a full subject post that I decided to well, post(duh.)&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that I won't forget what I wanted to talk about :]&lt;br /&gt;I shan't tell you what I'm writing about to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep you in suspense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prevent people from stealing my idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAUSE YOU KNOW I ALWAYS HAVE BRILLIANT IDEAS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL jus joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. What have I been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eating Seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Milk&lt;br /&gt;Going to school&lt;br /&gt;Get Damned out of something&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that fun &lt;img height="42" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/cloudy/cl5.gif" width="58" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to watch more XiaXue episodes.&lt;img height="58" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn252/cebong_ipit/ALL%20EMOTICON/doufu/df29.gif" width="58" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay, better start like resuming my homework since it's like 11:\&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH. Just before I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461866292788598962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8xydIBYGLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pDNeBWiS-yY/s400/tumblr_kxgj8d6zUV1qzmcwlo1_400.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461866283936712722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8xycnC7CBI/AAAAAAAAASs/9X2pp0ID3fA/s400/tumblr_kysbz6v6Lo1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IF YOU CAN TEACH ME HOW TO DO THESE KINDS OF PICTURES,I WILL LOVE YOU TO THE CORE.LITERALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been desperate to know how to do these kinds of images.D-E-S-P-O-R-A-T-E.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, if you happen to know.I BEG UUUU!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please???? With cherries on top?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TEACH ME!&lt;br /&gt;Mail me(profile)&lt;br /&gt;Tagg me.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you like teach me I'll love you to bits. YUPS.&lt;br /&gt;I will credit on my first picture!(If I can ever do it of course)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKOK. I really need to go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYEBYE!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2672272449205225618?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2672272449205225618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/world-is-catching-up-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2672272449205225618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2672272449205225618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/world-is-catching-up-to-you.html' title='The world is catching up to you.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8xsiP_BQLI/AAAAAAAAASk/8xZFTWmMYUE/s72-c/httpmy-year-twenty-oh-ten.tumblr.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2791997833194000991</id><published>2010-04-18T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:39:22.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Either way, I found out I'm nothing without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461391369165524466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8rCg7p-zfI/AAAAAAAAASU/MhdljSFuxBY/s400/httpwww.touchthevelvetsk-y.blogspot.com.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(via touchthevelvetsk-y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I was wrong for tryin' to pick a fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I know that I've got issues &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're pretty messed up too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Life Would Suck Without You-Kelly Clarkson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've Updated(:&lt;br /&gt;After like a week? &lt;em&gt;yupps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Much is happening&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(or expected to happen:x )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, nothing is like worth posting about&lt;br /&gt;Busy slacking, trying to focus in studies more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY IS EVERYONE OUT ON SUNDAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It so pisses me off-.-&lt;br /&gt;GARRR x(&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm like dead tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;cause it's monday *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No mood to go to school at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feel like screaming out my lungs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too crazily stressed, or depressed :&lt;/strong&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was in p5 now, or sec 1:(&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just gonna die a horrible death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Face is like really sulky now:(&lt;br /&gt;Been way too cranky the past few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHIT ME&lt;/em&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;Kays, nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for such a wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like me. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Going off to reailty T.T&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2791997833194000991?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2791997833194000991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/either-way-i-found-out-im-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2791997833194000991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2791997833194000991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/either-way-i-found-out-im-nothing.html' title='Either way, I found out I&apos;m nothing without you.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8rCg7p-zfI/AAAAAAAAASU/MhdljSFuxBY/s72-c/httpwww.touchthevelvetsk-y.blogspot.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7196507309602455311</id><published>2010-04-11T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:53:13.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss me goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458869165813593314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8HMlX-m9OI/AAAAAAAAASE/U3uwLmxo1dE/s400/08042010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something has changed within me&lt;br /&gt;Something is not the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;Of someone else's game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defying Gravity-Glee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Looking at my title you probably think I'm like going to like change my blog link or like go MIA for the next 7 years and never be back.&lt;br /&gt;You are... wrong.&lt;br /&gt;HAHs. Idiot(:&lt;br /&gt;I just won't blog like usual, because according to someone my blog post sux(:&lt;br /&gt;And not that I don't take constructive critisism or anything,&lt;br /&gt;just that since my crap box has shrunk a teeny weeny smaller these days,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;Though I may post some crappy pictures that I find cool to look at(:&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I get all my like cool pictures from different tumblr websites:DD&lt;br /&gt;Some of the images are horny to the core,&lt;br /&gt;but some are like really meaningful and very nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I finally can use mixpod mp3 skins:]&lt;br /&gt;After damn long trying and finding ways to figure out how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;How? Don't tell u(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being a brat only, and a brag too.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I may not be the only one who knows how to do this,&lt;br /&gt;and since it's like my first time I manage to do it(:&lt;br /&gt;Of course I feel proud of myself:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for like writing profiles and such it's like going to people's blogs and getting different inspirations. Yeapps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like trying to sound like I'm damn pro in blogging but actually I'm not :\&lt;br /&gt;Thus, another crappy failure post:(&lt;br /&gt;Haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458877371940728738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8HUDCLx76I/AAAAAAAAASM/0SRo4grji-M/s400/tumblr_l0kiqnmNUZ1qzgqhio1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, isn't that like damn sweet??&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm bored(:&lt;br /&gt;SO BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7196507309602455311?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7196507309602455311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/kiss-me-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7196507309602455311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7196507309602455311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/kiss-me-goodbye.html' title='Kiss me goodbye.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S8HMlX-m9OI/AAAAAAAAASE/U3uwLmxo1dE/s72-c/08042010056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3031620043550559236</id><published>2010-04-07T16:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:07:59.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alexis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457312690851852370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xE-m50sFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KXiCW9YmSdE/s400/06042010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; UPDATING! Yesterday was my birthday! ( Act like you care even though you don't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you the truth, this is like the bestest bestest birthday ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No I'm not being dramatic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so touched I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously can't wish for anything better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After volleyball me, XueLea, Carl, Brian, Felice and Ada went to Seoul Garden to eat at Causeway Point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had like damn much fun there, enjoyed playing with the ice there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to get a few photos there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310782096130258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xDPgO_wNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Ue3wLt0BXWU/s400/06042010036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310771784800434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xDO50lWLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Xp9AlKPnhhw/s400/06042010032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310757121924242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xDODMrnJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zjSDByZU-Lw/s400/06042010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since we got 2 tables to occupy, this was Me, Carl's and Ada, which was like nearly all meat(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310761229416114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xDOSf-9rI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eRI3DulCvHw/s400/06042010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the other side, Felice, XueXue and Brian was like VEGETARIANN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Phew, glad I ate no veg at all(: as you can see it's like the soup is like vegetable soup,OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310775654189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xDPIPHiiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iDEuC8WudS4/s400/06042010034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Brian acting cute. HAHS(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457312700246047154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xE_J5kubI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wfZqrDORpcU/s400/06042010037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;LOL. Snapshot of Felice Laogong &lt;3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457312707968136082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xE_mqqc5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Hm_RotO5xPw/s400/06042010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More photos coming soon~ from Felice and Xue Lea. HAHAS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then presents I was really touched, I mean it's not like I got a 5 Million Dollars or something, but I was like really touched that they actually cared. waaahs, made me cry TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A bracelet from Traacy, my lovable question mark &lt;33&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457324915219036130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xQGKOE9-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/wpz0QSdaGBo/s400/07042010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;A hair twister thingy( sorry don't know what's it called) from Shirlyn. (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457315479034798994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xHg5scI5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JpCr-nYwXuQ/s400/07042010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A present from MY LOVEST TWINNIE Chenxi &lt;33333&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457315463165731170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xHf-k9YWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AlD1htw5cx0/s400/07042010040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A book 'Where Angels Fear' ( I like reading this type of books btw:DD)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457315467725442322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xHgPkFDRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZVSap2tFutc/s400/07042010041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a bracelet (twinnie ones)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457315472911157266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xHgi4cyBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1DzX_1zEZzY/s400/07042010042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Given by Shawn DiDi, LOLS.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457318314484834514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xKF8kaINI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NT8AN3v7dTE/s400/07042010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gift from XueLea:DD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457318311042629522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xKFvvuP5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/Gb-SCZxU06s/s400/07042010046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Plus 2 very cute cute keychains(: ( From my VolleyFamily)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319222564981058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xK6zbliUI/AAAAAAAAARg/Ntk2MHpuhHY/s400/07042010052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319209833639794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xK6EAMr3I/AAAAAAAAARY/gouUGAiNwKU/s400/07042010051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Gift from Felice Laogong(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457318321945019074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xKGYXDgsI/AAAAAAAAARA/dRbvx_J41yk/s400/07042010048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319189453507074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xK44FMigI/AAAAAAAAARI/J-shHQdzbXU/s400/07042010049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sewn by RenPing 好朋友, so swweeeet(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319203705410738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xK5tLHVLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rmp1ngebd38/s400/07042010050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Card by Symilah Theiffiee(: Damn sweet!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319226430683010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xK7B1Pd4I/AAAAAAAAARo/LWMbeGOOSyE/s400/07042010053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the present that really made me touched till no tomorrow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The senior team this year made a card for me( thnks to Ada Sistarr:D)&lt;br /&gt;They all signed it lorhs(seniors oni:)))) )&lt;br /&gt;I really was damn damn damn touched, I can't really describe how lucky I am now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457322683230225186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xOEPaegyI/AAAAAAAAARw/_864amT5mBE/s400/07042010054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestest birthday ever really~ Can never ask for anything more(:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR THE WONDERFUL BIRTHDAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And sry for the very abrupt ending(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3031620043550559236?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3031620043550559236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-alexis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3031620043550559236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3031620043550559236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-alexis.html' title='Happy Birthday Alexis.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7xE-m50sFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KXiCW9YmSdE/s72-c/06042010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3610384891900867809</id><published>2010-04-04T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:44:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not where belong,</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456165640594802354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 402px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7gxvftYRrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/c9lQdNsoRQM/s400/01042010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going&lt;br /&gt; I'm not afraid because I know this is my Temporary Home&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood-Temporary Home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Heys. I'm bored:(&lt;br /&gt;First time I manage to finish my homework early.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked? So am I.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still like shitty sad now.&lt;br /&gt;And not because I'm like emo or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but I won't update much, cause I will be too unmotivated to do so.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not being dramatic at all&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how heart broken I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Serious, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, don't skip to conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I'm really really upset.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So yeah. No motivation to do on any topic either.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be a pain in the arse,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3610384891900867809?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3610384891900867809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-where-belong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3610384891900867809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3610384891900867809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-where-belong.html' title='This is not where belong,'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7gxvftYRrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/c9lQdNsoRQM/s72-c/01042010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4533208485130122695</id><published>2010-04-01T20:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:57:13.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness is when Joy fades away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455142530078584258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7SPOoB1rcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Z87ucnkz7Lk/s400/tumblr_kyfdeidmOv1qb18zso1_500.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of you I tried my hardest to forget everything,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson-Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's the use of crying anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My eyes hurt freaking much now, and everything is still the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How the hell did it turn out this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why did it had to break apart this fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm damn confused now. Was our team that bonded?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It faded just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like fucking confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is our last week, how could you just abandon us like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FOR DAMN SAKE I PROBABLY WON'T SEE YOU AFTER VOLLEYBALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm shattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought you would always be there, but no, maybe I was wrong. Just wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't even know what to say now... I'm just really really sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4533208485130122695?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4533208485130122695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/sadness-is-when-joy-fades-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4533208485130122695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4533208485130122695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/sadness-is-when-joy-fades-away.html' title='Sadness is when Joy fades away'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7SPOoB1rcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Z87ucnkz7Lk/s72-c/tumblr_kyfdeidmOv1qb18zso1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8729008780138187933</id><published>2010-03-30T17:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:53:24.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454360373155466178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7HH3GbmC8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZRFBpkevQ1U/s400/ohana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ELLOH. 100% copyrighted photo, done by mee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last match today.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't telling you the score, but just by saying that I think you know the outcome right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;Cause this post is for my volleyball babes(:&lt;br /&gt;So outsiders are just being a calefare reading it:D&lt;br /&gt;So read all you want, just hope you know I ain't gonna talk anything about you \^^/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest loves,&lt;br /&gt;I had fun for these 7 months,&lt;br /&gt;haven't you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we've been through quite alot, we shed tears, and shared much laughter.&lt;br /&gt;We have the bestest coach,&lt;br /&gt;whom we all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;alot rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, we all come from like really different people.&lt;br /&gt;But we share the same love, and cca(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 7 months, has been the greatest memories of my life,&lt;br /&gt;No, maybe not memories. Cause it ain't over yet.&lt;br /&gt;We have another week to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;This, this is our last chance to play with each other before we really, won't be close anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being really realitstic.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't say something like "Aiya, meet up soon ok? Must go where where where together..." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Just promise me that even after PSLE,&lt;br /&gt;we may not be best of friends anymore,&lt;br /&gt;but at least good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want people, or even us to think that.&lt;br /&gt;"They have moved on, their own seperate lives."&lt;br /&gt;Cause I still want us to remember the damn bloody fun we've had.&lt;br /&gt;I said before, I don't expect us to be like so close as before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I want you to remember, that this 7 months has been the happiest time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And it may not be for you, but I'm sure, this 7 months will be etched in your &lt;s&gt;mind&lt;/s&gt; heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forever, but for this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't descibe it in anyway cause, you know what it feels like too:D&lt;br /&gt;When we get older and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;we'll stop to think back,&lt;br /&gt;remembering what it means to have fun, what it means to be a kid, or even what it means to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn how much bruises or blisters I got, like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454365814964019362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7HMz2v24KI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GJm0bAzFNdg/s400/30032010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454366990738617938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7HN4S2XdlI/AAAAAAAAAOw/YVVr6-_FoX4/s400/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;cause it was all worth it(:&lt;br /&gt;AND PLUS I LOVE FALLING,SOMETIMES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even during playing, you learn that fallin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g is the most adrenaline rush thing u can ever experience, that's why I'm clumsy(: (not on purpose however)&lt;br /&gt;We learnt many damn things, and I'm sure we'll learn a thousand more together.&lt;br /&gt;Not today,not tomorrow but soon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI, Iloveyouguys!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(not by rank yeah? I'm not bias[:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Felice Laogong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestest bestie in p4, hahas, always act like auntie derhs(:&lt;br /&gt;But also always take care of me^^&lt;br /&gt;Everytime willing to give a listening ear:D&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, and veri fun to be with too&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;XueLea Meimei&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestest bestie in p4 too(:&lt;br /&gt;Also damn helpful~&lt;br /&gt;Must take care yourself worhs,&lt;br /&gt;don't always so risky okay?&lt;br /&gt;hhaaha, SHIT U!&lt;br /&gt;always never listen to me when i tell u to not do!!&lt;br /&gt;GARR:D&lt;br /&gt;hahas, jus jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;Must remember difference between fuck u and fuck off hors.&lt;br /&gt;At least u now use on me nvm, lucky i smart xD&lt;br /&gt;yeah, use on others u seriously die die liao(:&lt;br /&gt;haahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adawiyyah Sistar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always so cute hahas!&lt;br /&gt;Also very encouraging~ sometime veri fierce, but veri veri nicee(:&lt;br /&gt;Singsing wif u oso veri funfun!&lt;br /&gt;HAHASS:X&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;May Boyfiee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LittleMissQuiet!&lt;br /&gt;Only when got Kenneth then you talk lorhs~&lt;br /&gt;HMPH! Always never care your REAL boyfiee(me!)&lt;br /&gt;JUSJOKING! ltr kenneth kill me then i know erhs xD&lt;br /&gt;but may dear, be careful with relationships k?&lt;br /&gt;Somethings weren't meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;Don't think to much about it okay??&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sonia 阿姨&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM, you always bully me der lorhs haha!&lt;br /&gt;hit me until so pain~ aiyo, no wonder you my auntie nia(:&lt;br /&gt;But always cheer people up with your bubbly-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Never fail to make us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes on court online and offline!&lt;br /&gt;WAKEUP(:&lt;br /&gt;But still more pro-er then me anyways xD&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Putri aka Putput&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always tickle me der!GARR(:&lt;br /&gt;purposely know I ticklish~ hahas&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thnks for being caring~&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coach WeiQi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas~ always damn damn nice(:&lt;br /&gt;but took us like the whole bus trip to find out your damn email and facebook:]&lt;br /&gt;SHORT PEOPLE ARE CUTE!!!!!!!!!!! xD teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will love and cherish this primaryhood, for my whole life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8729008780138187933?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8729008780138187933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8729008780138187933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8729008780138187933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/ohana.html' title='Ohana.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S7HH3GbmC8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZRFBpkevQ1U/s72-c/ohana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-6197098777792892392</id><published>2010-03-24T18:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:14:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The path I must walk is endless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452143017451357842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6nnMAvQhpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m3M8cj9AdMs/s400/tumblr_kwpsf1bmO11qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life is a rainy night that rains 365 days&lt;br /&gt;Heart that gets smaller every 24 hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But carry the new day on your shoulders and run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Epik High-Run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ELOHH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got all my marks back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENG-81,A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH-70,B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCI-67,B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE-71,B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haizz. Could have gotten btr for maths, cause I was damn careless. But never mind I'm not gonna mourn over it no longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I want to talk about today? hmm... I'm not very sure. &lt;/div&gt;But anyway I'm fixing my skin up, and learning how to use an mp3 skin in mixpod.&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway there....but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was using a youtube playlist before, &lt;/div&gt;but trying something new rocks to eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once I am sick and tired of trying, I'll probably go back to using youtube playlist:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm...Today I'm gonna be talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;ACTING SMART&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't it an awesome topic?&lt;/div&gt;(Even if it isn't act like it is)&lt;br /&gt;I decided on this topic because, well I love acting smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when actually my EQ is the size as my pinky toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THUS, this topic is about well, acting smart(duh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So what do you do to act smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wired.com/images/article/magazine/1605/gs_carell_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fix an aerobic cube?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;something which I can idioticly can't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.acm.org/crossroads/xrds9-4/gfx/equation008.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Or shoving a math equation onto everyone's face, acting like it actually means something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or,(the bestest one)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452150842707913970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6nuTgFzrPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h0abekcOaUs/s400/blah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My personnal favourite shoving hard english words, making yourself seem wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah-hah, that's how I act smart:D&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it does work sometimes, like yesterday my dad and my sis was mocking my broken english.&lt;br /&gt;How I said it?&lt;br /&gt;"I left with very less less money."&lt;br /&gt;Then they of course like mocked.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I said I speak ALEXIS FLUENT ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;My sister knew the outcome of this of course xD&lt;br /&gt;I started shoving hard words that I knew to her face&lt;br /&gt;How ya like that now?hmmmm?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course stay humble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.healthechildren.net/zzzzzz_Words_can_Hurt_or_Heal_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;words are powerful, they are.&lt;br /&gt;so like what Mr Durai says, don't get cocky.&lt;br /&gt;eat some humble pie(before I shove it to your face:])&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adapted from XiaXue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK. I updated. BYEBYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-6197098777792892392?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6197098777792892392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/path-i-must-walk-is-endless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6197098777792892392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6197098777792892392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/path-i-must-walk-is-endless.html' title='The path I must walk is endless.'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6nnMAvQhpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/m3M8cj9AdMs/s72-c/tumblr_kwpsf1bmO11qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5995927056004659440</id><published>2010-03-20T10:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:11:59.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more walkin round with my head down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6Q6nMGz2bI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GCxYLFZFPmk/s1600-h/tumblr_kwwqmgLDK91qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450545893964241330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6Q6nMGz2bI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GCxYLFZFPmk/s400/tumblr_kwwqmgLDK91qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tired of tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Neyo&lt;/span&gt;-So sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went back to school today, yes, don't bother checking the day, I came back on a Saturday:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We like took 1 hour doing a test, then the other hour playing:))&lt;br /&gt;Played Games, really had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's really been awhile, anyone, in our class smiled and laughed so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy to see everyone faces all cheered:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm getting my new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mobiletechworld.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/se-vivaz-ofc-colors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like obviously getting the pink one, since there's no white,(only some gross grey colour that looks like white) and I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; I can live with a black phone for 2 years.And I don't like blue(: I'm getting it this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;!!! It's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vivaz&lt;/span&gt;. The name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt;, seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It like took us 6 hours to find my phone(: Cause my mum and I actually went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Mall to go to the head store, but the phones there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sux&lt;/span&gt;, so in the end just went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sunplaza&lt;/span&gt;, which was bloody damn more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SCHOOL OFFICIALLY STARTS ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!! 0.0 and so does our competition... T.T GOING VS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ZHONG&lt;/span&gt; DE... i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;zhong&lt;/span&gt; something anyway. Don't laugh at us, you can't play volleyball any better.-.- AND PLUS, we improved!!!! SERIOUS. But of course not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt; to go to some freaking pro sports school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, that's like pretty much all...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BYEBYE&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/7664772749354666777-5995927056004659440?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5995927056004659440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-walkin-round-with-my-head-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5995927056004659440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5995927056004659440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-walkin-round-with-my-head-down.html' title='No more walkin round with my head down'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6Q6nMGz2bI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GCxYLFZFPmk/s72-c/tumblr_kwwqmgLDK91qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8311377930345616824</id><published>2010-03-18T15:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:08:58.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I broke up today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6HaQCzpRPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SDhItei7xkE/s1600-h/tumblr_kzg4e2xS451qa0nd6o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449876993261257970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6HaQCzpRPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SDhItei7xkE/s400/tumblr_kzg4e2xS451qa0nd6o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I hate myself for being tricked by love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should have stayed and told you I was hurt,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our memories of love, that should be holding you back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Younha-I broke up today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been busy with, well life lately, sadly that occupied me for awhile. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah, not in a very happy mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I got A in English :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;s&gt;76.5/95&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;edited!!!:D&lt;/span&gt; 77.5/95&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;expected to do a bit better though, after all english is my strongest subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had supp today, super suckish:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 hours of plain butt ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was probably the only idiot to bring the damn things I didn't need -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like looking for some videos to entertain me(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so far, two videos actually amused me for a second or two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;unlike the otherss:\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video is like really nice(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are the world video&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no, it's not really micheal jackson &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its for the haiti victims(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn sweet lorhs, MUST WATCH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/p/C5E9B20E6BFB9C07&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happeepill.com/episodes"&gt;http://www.happeepill.com/episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(click on happeepill.php epi after clicking on the link)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can't decide which videos to put up, cause they're all pretty fun(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so yeah... I'll find something to post soon~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8311377930345616824?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8311377930345616824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-broke-up-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8311377930345616824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8311377930345616824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-broke-up-today.html' title='I broke up today'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S6HaQCzpRPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SDhItei7xkE/s72-c/tumblr_kzg4e2xS451qa0nd6o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4444026697501449766</id><published>2010-03-11T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:28:33.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a damn cold world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5oAMRDX_pI/AAAAAAAAANw/XQJo4X3wOwg/s1600-h/tumblr_kxfkaysyAm1qzx5i0o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447666909994024594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5oAMRDX_pI/AAAAAAAAANw/XQJo4X3wOwg/s400/tumblr_kxfkaysyAm1qzx5i0o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ELLOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is now freaking painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Thing is exams are finally over(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I know I've done a &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; fucking bad job D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think since I'm like freaking active I'm starting a TOPIC(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;STRANGERS ON THE PHONE&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm using my sis old phone number,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many of her freaky friends keep sms-ing me wierd stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that I have no clue who the hell tat dude is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really pissy-.-&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;So has that happen to you before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3.hubimg.com/u/1303026_f248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Normally sometimes its like kindda normal, some stranger calls and will be like&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"ELLoh [insertname] arhs?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you would be like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Paiseh, wrong no."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It happens about 30% of your life, agreed?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But sometimes, (like my sister's crazy friends)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They keep smsing, and you keep smsing bak cause your too afraid that you might insult that dude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or sometimes(like what happen to my laogong),&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this guy threatens to kill your loved ones if you don't pay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you run like a screaming little girl whose running after her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What to do????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHUD YR DAMN PIEHOLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, that's no.1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;no.2 stay freaking calm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;no.3 tell a friend or someone you trust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;whoops off track again:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;moving back on...ah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister's crazy friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really irritating that someone u don't know sms u and you're like freaking bewildered who that person may be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you go crazy and start pulling every strand of hair out of your head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.whje.com/web/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/stressed_out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're like damn afraid that you're talking to a complete stranger and think that may harm you one fine day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeapps, don't be so idiotic like me and keep talking to that guy(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're not alone yeah? There are many thrillions of people who fear talking to strangers on the phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They even have a word for it &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phonophobia&lt;/em&gt; - Fear of telephones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KEWL (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a freaking great teacher aren't I? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TEEHEE(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so moral of the story is don't trust people you don't know -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well that's...lame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since this post sucks I'll add in random facts(:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;Polar bears skin is black not white. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;An adult giraffe's kick is so powerful that it can decapitate a lion&gt;&lt;li&gt;The brain continues sending electrical wave signals for 37 hours after death.&lt;br /&gt;(Does that mean you`re still alive?0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ugly criminals get 50% more years in jail than handsome ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study shows 73 percent of men cheat .&lt;li&gt;the total length of all the YouTube videos together is 412.3 years.a person&lt;br /&gt;will need at least 5 lives to watch ovr all those videos . &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew ok that's enoughBYBYEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4444026697501449766?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4444026697501449766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-damn-cold-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4444026697501449766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>One year later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5US0qHeiTI/AAAAAAAAANA/dCIlW4uF5QI/s1600-h/tumblr_kyjec823cR1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446280020242630962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5US0qHeiTI/AAAAAAAAANA/dCIlW4uF5QI/s400/tumblr_kyjec823cR1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veri bored now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, posting random things about todae(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths paper was &lt;s&gt;ugly&lt;/s&gt; no, it wasn't ugly, it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;FUGLY.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah dearies, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like either gonna fail or just pass:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, should talk about today morning,&lt;br /&gt;thought there was morning training or something,&lt;br /&gt;of course, by the level of my luckiness,&lt;br /&gt;there was no training.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, when I was like walking past the corridor,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly saw brian,ada, damon and many many more like sitting on the hard court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said&lt;br /&gt;"Today no volleyball, comecome!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL like trying to promote something can? xD&lt;br /&gt;then after that meimei n laogong came(xuelea n felice)&lt;br /&gt;Then we sit there from 6+ to 7+ like 'studying' there.&lt;br /&gt;After that ass-es all pain,&lt;br /&gt;went up to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Lame, but i had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.... trying to ramage through brain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMMMM....OMG.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeh, hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;GARRx[&lt;br /&gt;can't remember what i wanted to say:(&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.... bleh...&lt;br /&gt;OH BINGO!&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh damn it,&lt;br /&gt;forgotton again(:&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7529387736277722851?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7529387736277722851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-year-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7529387736277722851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7529387736277722851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-year-later.html' title='One year later'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5US0qHeiTI/AAAAAAAAANA/dCIlW4uF5QI/s72-c/tumblr_kyjec823cR1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1280254946239207878</id><published>2010-03-06T08:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:05:57.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5HGicGkhFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G_A7XlWIfYw/s1600-h/tumblr_kyt25sCBiO1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445351719429243986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5HGicGkhFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G_A7XlWIfYw/s400/tumblr_kyt25sCBiO1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5HGU8SY50I/AAAAAAAAAMw/jBrR-7lzMgA/s1600-h/tumblr_kynilq0ooR1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In life there are the freaking different new things to face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You get new friends, you go to a new school, you get a new life.(duh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In p6, you learn how to say a real goodbye,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but this is defintely not my first goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It hurts, but it doesn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's hard to explain to someone about how different it will be,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To me, it's like being in p4 again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, gisting it,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it changes your entire life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The feeling, it ain't as good as you think it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;in a new school, you start from level 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you have no idea who the freaking hell is anyone,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and their all staring at you like as if you're a convict.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's fucking akward, it seriously is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sooner or later, you get new friends,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;realise that those friends were just using you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the person(s) who you let you heart out to,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;became your real best friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you enjoy life for awhile, made new friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but you never forgotton the friends who refused to see you sad,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause they are the reason why you stayed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then friends fight,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;your mum see you depressed, and wanted to sent you to some far away school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but you refuse to get people in bigger shit,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so you just tolerated living like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after awhile things got better,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so did life,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it almost seemed so perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;because thats the year that you would cherish the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As well, good things always come to an end,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you get into a new class, having no idea who is who.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you enter a new class to take the booklist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the teacher stares at you, and so does the rest,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;she says"are you fine with everything changing?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just smiled, and walked back to my class, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;immediately going back to my seat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and broke down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"are you fine with everything changing?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"are you fine with everything changing?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"are you fine with everything changing?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it refused to get out of my mind, instead it deepened,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;your life as a normal girl ended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-End of 2008-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first day of 2009 was fine~ You made a new friend that you never knew you would be close to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You soon realise that you spend your mornings,recesses and after schools together,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and you also realise that the friendship you had in 2008 faded away, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;all 3 of us made new friends, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I thought, maybe that's how life is, you win some,you lose some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After awhile though, you find it hard to keep up to someone like that friend,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;she was loved by everyone, and yea, she had many friends too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You feel left out sometimes, but you know that it's best just to remain silent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You feel so left out sometimes, that you feel a heart ache inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You keep wondering if you could switch classes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but of course to no avail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead you followed the flow of life,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you tried stay as happy as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So fuckin' happy that you could shit rainbows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, that day in augest...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the fuckin guy i hated so much chatted wif me on msn using someone's acc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had fun talking to him surprisingly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and soon, we smsed and other stuff normal people would do,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;soon, i couldn't help but like him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kept slapping myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wondering how the hell i got into this mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, i couldn't help but smile when i saw you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's freaking wierd, but it was soon my natural reaction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, it hurted me more every time i talked to u,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause i knew i was jus gonna hurt myself in the making.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i just couldn't stop thinking about it,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but one day, you just stopped smsing me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;day by day, i had doubts in everything i do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;including meeting u in 2008:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and plus, i would never get to see you again in 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;soon, i got so tired of life...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-End of 2009-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every morning, there was the sickening volleyball i hated so much,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause well i stinked at it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;soon bit by bit, we improved ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we do make idiotic mistakes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but we also managed to get a 3rd in the northzone competition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, i got closer to my p4 besties,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we would always be together in the morning,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;even on fridays, when there were no morning practices,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we would still be together. and along the way, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we got closer to ada and brian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had our laughs, and we enjoyed each others company.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i still spent time wif my bestie in 2009,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;in recess and sometimes after school,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but sometimes i would be with the volleyball players after school too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i soon realise that he was probably moving on with life, and so, i'll wait but enjoy what i have now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then psle is soon the only thing you can think about,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i would always be lazy and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can see the dissapointment in everyone's eyes when they look at me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would start to have depressing thoughts and stuff, almost planned to do something idiotc,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but no,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;all i know now is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm just a failure:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/7664772749354666777-1280254946239207878?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1280254946239207878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1280254946239207878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1280254946239207878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-story.html' title='Life&apos;s Story'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5HGicGkhFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G_A7XlWIfYw/s72-c/tumblr_kyt25sCBiO1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-180186536615402877</id><published>2010-03-05T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:46:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINNIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5Dc6hEOolI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2gh-mgtHT1E/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445094847357559378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S5Dc6hEOolI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2gh-mgtHT1E/s400/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY TWINNIE♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you're like gonna kill me for putting up this photo 0.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT U SO CUTEEEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I put this photo lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO COPYRIGHT ALLOWED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of else I'm dead :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you loved the gift I bought for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAKE WILL BE ON MONDAY YEAH?xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must go watch Alice in Wonderland together kk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha anyways, be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you're have a busy schedule, and boys like chasing you everywhere(relac...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you would remeber to follow your heart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause there's where you'll find true happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not now, not tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but soon,love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most important is to be happy alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999999;"&gt;HAPPYBIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;Ohyeah, thanks lots for Huiling meimei to updateee(: teeheee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-180186536615402877?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/180186536615402877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-twinnie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-930095525630072603</id><published>2010-02-28T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:28:17.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister's keeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4qGcK7VChI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qbBJ_N3W_Sw/s1600-h/tumblr_ky8ndhLvrF1qzc3v2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443310918158322194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4qGcK7VChI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qbBJ_N3W_Sw/s400/tumblr_ky8ndhLvrF1qzc3v2o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY MARCH~&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well like in an hour's time it will be like,well...march-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deciding to do some random posting...well cause I felt like crapping again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm.... I wanted to write about lots of random stuff which like I remembered 2 mintues ago, before i started posting:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;201&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends on facebook(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thnks to all you little people out there~ of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to post it when I had 200, but I was too lazy:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's twinnie's birthday soon~ REALLLLYYY soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her birthday is like 1 month 1 day away from mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I'm planning to buy her something soon...cause if I don't, I must be a horrible twinneh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheer up dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I'm talking about u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first time i talked to u, u was like well, not exactly superbly happy but happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now you're just saying you're bad and all that fake stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEEERRRRUPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh, you're perfectly smart k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEVER EVER let anything make u unhappy or lose self-esteem in yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's never worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not know what's it like in your shoes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as i said it ain't worth being unhappy about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, gd luck chasing u-know-who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUHAAHHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jiayous(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the last part just ignore it please? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to get it out of me, so just ignore this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't like talked to you in 2 weeks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like being overly possessive and all, again D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you said before it's either love or infatuation.( or however it supposed to be spelt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I believe you were way more realistic than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I guess for you it ended way long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it didn't matter whether I was with you or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause as I said you moved on:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just couldn't accept that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I'm really stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gosh, I had no idea how the hell u tolerated my idiotic crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, take it as you just had a heavy weight lifted off your shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I don't think I can change anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 612px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ruparupawarna.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/my-sisters-keeper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah this is the movie, which&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; introduced, which made my family like cry their ass off(:Besides my dad he was 'crying' in the &lt;u&gt;inside&lt;/u&gt; xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really touching and seriously unpredictable! SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you know those movies say 'SUPER UNPREDICTABLE' at the DVD cover and it turns out to be damn predictable?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT'S NOTHING LIKE THAT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would be dammnnnnn shocked/surprised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And who to thank? me of course^^V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I'm tired of writing, fingers hurt... so...BYE.(phew, HOPED i remembered everything I wanted to blog :x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-930095525630072603?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/930095525630072603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sisters-keeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/930095525630072603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/930095525630072603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My sister&apos;s keeper'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4qGcK7VChI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qbBJ_N3W_Sw/s72-c/tumblr_ky8ndhLvrF1qzc3v2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3857208677082032651</id><published>2010-02-26T18:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T11:38:16.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign(edited post:D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4eoc9IkNQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/slQ2EoIJM0w/s1600-h/tumblr_ky55vo5Y2n1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442503890100827394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4eoc9IkNQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/slQ2EoIJM0w/s400/tumblr_ky55vo5Y2n1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i been doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEEEEEKKKKK-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442509106010743794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4etMj6ZY_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CsaocL7qF8A/s400/Image153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;I look fugly man xD&lt;br /&gt;anyways erm....&lt;br /&gt;tell u the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been studying much alot.&lt;br /&gt;Freak man, I'm like awfully lazy.&lt;br /&gt;And CA1 is like freakingly here:\&lt;br /&gt;DieDieDie, I'm dead T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty..... -.-&lt;br /&gt;I mean like my maths sux, BAD.&lt;br /&gt;and only like eng is pulling me up and my foundation ain't that strong either:\&lt;br /&gt;I really want to do like well, cause this is like what reflects me when i take PSLE&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel even more geek talking about PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;GARRRRR x[&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like smashing the idiotic com onto the wall xD&lt;br /&gt;or i could be the person who set arson to MOE(:&lt;br /&gt;yeayea. If like I wouldn't be excuted-.-&lt;br /&gt;I really have like nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;It's sickening to be at home:(&lt;br /&gt;Rot all day infront of the idiotic computer-.-&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;I've crapped everything I got in my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;and now it's blank.&lt;br /&gt;B-L-A-N-K&lt;br /&gt;so yea byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3857208677082032651?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3857208677082032651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/babyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3857208677082032651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3857208677082032651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/babyy.html' title='Sign(edited post:D)'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4eoc9IkNQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/slQ2EoIJM0w/s72-c/tumblr_ky55vo5Y2n1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5465627639660767700</id><published>2010-02-26T17:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T18:47:44.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USELESS THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you usually sleep with your closet door open or closed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closed DUH. It's scary man):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Where is your next vacation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going back to my grandma's hometown in malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever stolen a street sign before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course I have, THAT'S IDIOTIC. Of course I haven't, anways, how do I steal it? hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who do you think reads these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People who has nothing to do in facebook and get bored looking at their computer screeen :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you have a calendar in your room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Used to...wonder where it has gone:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What's your plan for the day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm. Try to do something useful or something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you reading any books right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;非常老师,it's my homework(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you ever count your steps when you walk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1,2,3,4... ok now I have:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever peed in the woods?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doubt so...that would be unsanitary and erm... paiseh-ish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you chew your pens and pencils?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course~ the last wood pencil I bought broke(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What is your "Song of the Week"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby-Justin Bieber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is it okay for guys to wear pink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course it's ok. I'm not that erm particular.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you still watch cartoons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whats your favorite love movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Er, I have a few movies I faved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do you drink with dinner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything besides water,pee and poo, or undrinkable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do you dip Chicken Nuggets in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chili or Ketchup, either will do(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What movies could you watch over and over and still love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None so far.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last person you hugged/kissed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My twinneh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What is your usual bedtime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm close to 12.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you lazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course, that's the easiest question I got all day.:\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you stubborn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kind of, Depends I guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Afraid of heights?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUHH!!It's like my biggest phobia you idiot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sing in the car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normally, softly though xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Major annoyance right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignorance, People and the person I thought I loved :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florist I think...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever have a deja-vu feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeah, of course&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wear slippers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I don't I must be retarded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can you curl your tongue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait arhs, leehhhhhhh... nope I can't :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever cried because you were so happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far no lei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever been in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish I wasn't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Favorite kind of cookie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Chip(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can you swim well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not really. Basics only. And besides, I hate swimming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are you patient?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, but rarely. TEEHEE:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever won a contest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think so...hmmm...can't remember.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wash room or bathroom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toliet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah... of course..... I'm not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you want kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm....Too far for me to see 0.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hais...I wish I hadnt' T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who do you want to see right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5465627639660767700?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5465627639660767700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/useless-things-to-know-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5465627639660767700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5465627639660767700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/useless-things-to-know-about-me.html' title='USELESS THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT ME'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4875082194528799843</id><published>2010-02-24T16:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:00:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident Prone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4TnJiX_7-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/VGUUUtxRy1k/s1600-h/tumblr_kxzpyaoaez1qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441728400802705378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4TnJiX_7-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/VGUUUtxRy1k/s400/tumblr_kxzpyaoaez1qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI. I've been really accident prone these days, &lt;s&gt;don't know why&lt;/s&gt; actually I do know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like really idiotiic-ly clumsy/'sway'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I have like 2 pictures of my minor injuries for the past month~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441729743172543970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4ToXrF6JeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dl7vpaLi2hQ/s400/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You see what I boxed? Ok fine, it's not really easy to see. I bruised my whole finger, sadly that was my favourite index finger. AND PLUS IT'S ON MY LEFT HAND.(I'm left-handed btw)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How I got injured? You don't want to know0.0 It's actually pretty stupid. So yeah, this one's like personal. If you can see, it's like the top part of my nail is like purple? And the layer below it is like erm,red. It still hurts yeah, so even when I like type, IT HURTS. Oh yeah,it's like grosser in real life(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CAUTION. the next picture you see would make you laugh/puke/yawn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441731201480617250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4TpsjtpbSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oKoygXQtdHk/s400/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yupp it's my fugly toe(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do bare with the horrible picture, oh btw its a bursted blister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a blister until  I bursted it, and it's actually gross. 0.0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm...well, let's see what kind of injuries I'll get in the future(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4875082194528799843?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4875082194528799843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/accident-prone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4875082194528799843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4875082194528799843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/accident-prone.html' title='Accident Prone'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S4TnJiX_7-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/VGUUUtxRy1k/s72-c/tumblr_kxzpyaoaez1qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7709247683461018233</id><published>2010-02-20T14:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:52:28.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm falling for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3-H_amUUbI/AAAAAAAAALo/rbtazO9uFcM/s1600-h/tumblr_kxko0dVRe71qav92co1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440216398428393906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3-H_amUUbI/AAAAAAAAALo/rbtazO9uFcM/s400/tumblr_kxko0dVRe71qav92co1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3-HvzCZKlI/AAAAAAAAALg/1ezEgErQ6Lg/s1600-h/never-easy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Postings here(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm like pathetically bored now, so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have like nothing better to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, it's a Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like really sick of home now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides like school and home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been anyway where else for like at least like a week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah, it's driving me nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I finally thought of like a subject I wanted to like talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DISNEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how the hell did I get this topic Disney you may ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you the truth I had no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like thinking of something idiotic to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idiotic=more fun(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah anyway, I was looking through some Disney pictures and all, and these are the few that I found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.zap2it.com/frominsidethebox/disneyprincesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Walt Disney princesses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.disneylandpostcards.com/images/Mickey-Mouse.png" border="0" /&gt;yeah, mickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/arts/photos/2006/06/22/piglet-pooh-cp-4352789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And my personal favourite. WINNIE THE POOH and PIGLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yeah, many kids around the world love them lots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but soon, times changed and people changed. They grow up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And once that happens, all that 'magic dust' in them just fades away,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And once that 'magic dust' fades away, they turn the tables around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i634.photobucket.com/albums/uu64/josie_09_ali/DisneyPrincessesGoneFunnAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very 'elegant' ei? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Alice :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I thought this was like quiet funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause since like I was like 9, I like hated them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I swear, what the hell man.&lt;br /&gt;When I was like looking at this picture,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like ermm.... bewildered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Mickey was like suppose to be like innocent as such&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r75/pimpdaddykelvin/Disney-MickeyMouseStoned.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, maybe it's like not that bad,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but like please, have like once in your life have you seen Mickey like going crazy on a cigar?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then winnie the pooh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.shoutmeloud.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/winnie-pooh-swine-flu-joke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This photo was like during the swine flu period. So just in case you can't see the text.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it goes something like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As the two friends wandered through the snow on their way home, Piglet grinned to himself, thinking how lucky he was to have a best friend like Pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pooh thought to himself "If the pig sneezes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's fucken dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like quite upset, cause i really loved winnie. And piglet too. I know it's done by people, but like it's quite saddening how the way they changed it:\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See what has happened to our childhood...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time is passing by way too fast for me:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, that's really all I gotta say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7709247683461018233?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7709247683461018233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-im-falling-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7709247683461018233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7709247683461018233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-im-falling-for-you.html' title='I think I&apos;m falling for you'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3-H_amUUbI/AAAAAAAAALo/rbtazO9uFcM/s72-c/tumblr_kxko0dVRe71qav92co1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8239119303259583226</id><published>2010-02-19T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:55:38.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S356EXYPVwI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ot2MtaJDVqE/s1600-h/fly..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439919615323887362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S356EXYPVwI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ot2MtaJDVqE/s400/fly..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think I just like insulted someone again:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;completely by accident...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0,0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or something like tat&lt;br /&gt;not veri sure though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and my horrid mouth :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyways if you happen to pass by and see this, look below this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really didn't mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I really have been emo-ish these days, I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired too:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sleep early it's like the same conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;It's like what the hell is wrong with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't focus in class and I nearly slept every lesson of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit lehs, this year is really important,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i really can't let this insomnia take over me can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then yeah the non-emo part why i posted in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY TAGBOARD IS DYING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might as well dig a grave for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won't like kill you if you're a passerby rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stalked sometimes too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, it's like not illegal or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE TAGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm on my knees T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just joking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not that stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or no backbone-ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway,TAGGTAGTAG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty please with &lt;s&gt;cherry&lt;/s&gt; domo on top? T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and please, i'm really bored with my current life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so try to keep me occupied in some way please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCIENCE IS LIKE TAKING OVER MY BRAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like when I sae I want to jump down the building,I would be like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then I lose gravitational potential energy which then gets converted to kinetic energy then converted to heat and sound energy. AND die."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE WHAT THE HELL MAN????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like turning into some crazy dude or something :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;OHMYGOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay, lost for words now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8239119303259583226?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8239119303259583226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8239119303259583226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8239119303259583226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry.html' title='SORRY'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S356EXYPVwI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ot2MtaJDVqE/s72-c/fly..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5266310976070762274</id><published>2010-02-18T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:32:38.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED</title><content type='html'>I'm like freaking angry now.&lt;br /&gt;You really have no idea how angry I am&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm all ANGRY(110%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I see such a selfish person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I felt so insulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I felt this hatred to a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I hated actually TWO people so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life i seen such person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I  ever scolded a person for more than an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life i regretted making a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIRST time in my life I ever had a true enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really sickening&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this kind of shit&lt;br /&gt;i thought he was a good person&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HOW FUCKING WRONG WAS I&lt;br /&gt;walao NEVER in my life I felt that angry for someone&lt;br /&gt;YOUR JUST A IDIOTIC SICKO!&lt;br /&gt;AND I HATEEEEEE THIS KIND OF PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;SO STOP ACTING SIA&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TRUELY VERY FUCKING IRRITATING&lt;br /&gt;I 'M SUPER PISSED NOW&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT&lt;br /&gt;DEPENDENT LIKE SHIT SIA&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FUCKING FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5266310976070762274?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5266310976070762274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5266310976070762274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5266310976070762274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/pissed.html' title='PISSED'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-6033044824847562135</id><published>2010-02-12T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:51:27.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3UOylxL9xI/AAAAAAAAALA/xHLh8qfnWCI/s1600-h/1264054706184076.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437268387414406930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3UOylxL9xI/AAAAAAAAALA/xHLh8qfnWCI/s400/1264054706184076.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HIIE~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was SUPPOSED TO BE FINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I realise today was like 2009 all over again :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you knew me well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really scared of p6s last year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I LOVEEE some too(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't take seeing some of them walk like as if pai kia like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chenxi hates it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would be like making fun of them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;make fun of&lt;/s&gt; copy them sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact we said that they walked like octpuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure you're reading this with your mouth wide open,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or you're just drooling -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but never mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not the main point why I became overly complainant,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is why i updated today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 562px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 415px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.ft.com/cms/e45d8878-0027-11df-8626-00144feabdc0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;looks damn familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its the haiti earthquake,happened not long ago really, just maybe I don't know, 1 month ago?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll probably find this lame, like why the freaking hell should I care about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You fucking fool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is only one picture I found in the damn many pictures that were there, and believe me, this wasn't the worst one.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 470px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.unicef.org.uk/give/images/haiti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a picture of an ordinary boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what did he do to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO DESERVE SUCH LUXURY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437273626390249698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3UTjieXQOI/AAAAAAAAALI/096lbqrEC3E/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the sichuan earthquake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadly, this little girl passed on, but look at what she's holding on to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's dead ok? And she still is holding on to that pen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHE GIVES HER OWN LIFE BUT SHE JUST WANTS THE PEN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know why? without this pen, in my opinion,she would not be able to learn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And tell me what have you done? Skip school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOOK AT THAT PICTURE AND U TELL ME WHAT U SEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after making this post, I feel so guilty. This gultiness inside me is burning out load. So I'm ending here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom once told me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Being able to be a human in this world is like winning TOTO. Living in the this island(Singapore) in tihis home, being able to study in school, believing in happiness. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is priceless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-6033044824847562135?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6033044824847562135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6033044824847562135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6033044824847562135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S3UOylxL9xI/AAAAAAAAALA/xHLh8qfnWCI/s72-c/1264054706184076.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2973686798137003256</id><published>2010-02-07T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:54:58.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid tupid audition-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S25vFgZ5UnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mj_Fd771yvY/s1600-h/tumblr_kwrnymuXQ71qzmdu3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435403940671345266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S25vFgZ5UnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mj_Fd771yvY/s400/tumblr_kwrnymuXQ71qzmdu3o1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUPID STUPID AUDITION!-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have tried at least like 7 times to download it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all it can say is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blahblah mission abort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den i have to strt all over again-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth is wrong with u??!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOMYGOSH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna go fucking crazy if i dont manage to download NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yea, i tink its jammed again -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant u just download?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it save lots of trouble for both of us -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saves ALOT of trouble;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tink i'm mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm talking to a idiotc com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PPSSHHHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, thnkd alot com now im completely fucked up now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shitty audition-,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're just being completely bias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it that other coms can download and mine cant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you're just trying to drive me crazy):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But must you try that hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its Just FUCKING ANNOYING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n now im in a horrible mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my sore throat is getting worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't tink i can talk tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my throat will burst if I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like taking the idiotic com and throw it down the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. I tink i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 fine day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUPID AUDITION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate u to the core-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont know y im actually getting so fucked up over this idiotic game-o.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GARRRR ]x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this sux alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll go crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2973686798137003256?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2973686798137003256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/stupid-tupid-audition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2973686798137003256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2973686798137003256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/stupid-tupid-audition.html' title='stupid tupid audition-.-'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S25vFgZ5UnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mj_Fd771yvY/s72-c/tumblr_kwrnymuXQ71qzmdu3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3842539040271949549</id><published>2010-02-05T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:55:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME FOR MIRACLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2wmBKiV4WI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t7IaNGugfZM/s1600-h/tumblr_kwgvbeFoVy1qzmcwlo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434760651779465570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2wmBKiV4WI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t7IaNGugfZM/s400/tumblr_kwgvbeFoVy1qzmcwlo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeling really...unemotional. I seriously been feeling nothing. I can't tell whether I'm happy, or whether whatever other emotions I'm suppose to feel. And it sucks alot, it's not like I'm emo or anything but I started to like the smell of rain. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I officially have gone from crazy to mad. Difference? I don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been getting these idiotic little many insect/bug bites that like completely covers my entire leg. Its pretty gross, and it itches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I really have nothing to say, oh yea, I'm really obsessed with banana's now. MUAHA.&lt;br /&gt;*whistle*(oh yeah, I can't whistle-.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I B.L.A.N.K&lt;br /&gt;seeya next time~&lt;br /&gt;okthnksbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3842539040271949549?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3842539040271949549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-miracles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3842539040271949549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3842539040271949549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-miracles.html' title='TIME FOR MIRACLES'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2wmBKiV4WI/AAAAAAAAAKw/t7IaNGugfZM/s72-c/tumblr_kwgvbeFoVy1qzmcwlo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4604825548719016696</id><published>2010-02-03T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:46:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2lOx3UGjzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-6ZUDsMt9q4/s1600-h/tumblr_kwru6niTQt1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433961043968036658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2lOx3UGjzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-6ZUDsMt9q4/s400/tumblr_kwru6niTQt1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HiiE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updating again~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to make you jealous again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because im goin to BODY World!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, fine nothing to be jealous about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would be thinking like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lame sia, this kindda of boring thing oso nid jealous? tsktsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well besides your horrid english, u are horribly pessimistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe their real human bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no no one had to forcefully go there at night to dig them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People actually were willing to donate their own bodies(after they died of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for these exhibitions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's a proverb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;beauty is skin deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like damm noble can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and anyways, im bored out of my wits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im nt gonna be like others who are like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG! PSLE LIAOsss I WANNA DIE! MUS SCORE WEELL!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im getting sick and tired of this kindda stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it jus irritates me to the core.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;study hard.focus.aim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nt saying im like goin to do 500 times btr den u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but like positive a bit can?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-the end-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now doesn't tat settle it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, my brains are dried and all wringed up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEBYE!&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/7664772749354666777-4604825548719016696?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4604825548719016696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-be-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4604825548719016696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4604825548719016696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-be-same.html' title='I&apos;ll be the same'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2lOx3UGjzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-6ZUDsMt9q4/s72-c/tumblr_kwru6niTQt1qzmcwlo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7840162602264155987</id><published>2010-01-31T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:06:06.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Udv1M_NCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iii3HVgSPjs/s1600-h/11833_1138343665564_1436568071_30314030_7716899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432781233064981538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Udv1M_NCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iii3HVgSPjs/s400/11833_1138343665564_1436568071_30314030_7716899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ellos people! short notice, r u offended that i deleted u as my friend on the facebook (the one wif no face)? yea. deepest apologizes. tat was my inactive acc. n i deleted it :9 why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, i have another acc wich i access probably everyday of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;second, it pisses me off to see facebook spamming my email saying i haven't been veri active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually wanted to delete it earlier, but i felt guilty cause it made me feel lke i insulted the peeps who actually did add me. really sorry. all my fault. tats why i prayed that i added everyone in my unactive acc to my active acc, after i deleted my inactive acc. confused? so am i &gt;&lt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so please do forgive me yea? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, btw im starting a friendly streak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone who add me on facebook, OR anyone i added on facebook i promised myself i would say something like "heey thnks for the add(:" or "hiie thnks for accepting my add(:" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i told u i'm nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just tell me if i forgotton to do so. I'll give myself a slap on the face(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the co-operation. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7840162602264155987?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7840162602264155987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7840162602264155987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7840162602264155987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook.html' title='FACEBOOK'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Udv1M_NCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iii3HVgSPjs/s72-c/11833_1138343665564_1436568071_30314030_7716899_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3320879281610129483</id><published>2010-01-30T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:26:46.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARYL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Q7FnTM48I/AAAAAAAAAKI/584FeT8rgAM/s1600-h/22771_1306876600314_1482537490_30825667_7429361_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432532018150564802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Q7FnTM48I/AAAAAAAAAKI/584FeT8rgAM/s400/22771_1306876600314_1482537490_30825667_7429361_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this post is specially for my carebear(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KARYL TAN MEI LING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE DIE U MAN! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe u rock my socks off :]&lt;br /&gt;even though I only started like talking to u on 5th of jan,&lt;br /&gt;somehow for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;it took me like 5 seconds to realise how nice u were.&lt;br /&gt;and tats how u got the name carebear right? hahas&lt;br /&gt;even though i missed the chance to be close to u in 2009&lt;br /&gt;wen u still were in AIPS,&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;glad&lt;/strong&gt; that i got to know u this year(:&lt;br /&gt;and all it took was for u to be yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and it already means alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;you noe why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't nid to know how u talked or even how u looked like in real life,&lt;br /&gt;it was the personality that made me touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;By yr bubbly ways and the being fun-loving person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may not understand what am i writing/blogging about,&lt;br /&gt;but as long as u know that u are &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a great person&lt;/span&gt;, karyl,&lt;br /&gt;i have succeeded in what i am writing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Happy Birthday Karyl(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;stay happy &lt;s&gt;forever&lt;/s&gt; a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3320879281610129483?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3320879281610129483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-karyl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3320879281610129483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3320879281610129483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-karyl.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARYL!'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2Q7FnTM48I/AAAAAAAAAKI/584FeT8rgAM/s72-c/22771_1306876600314_1482537490_30825667_7429361_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4863286951739778143</id><published>2010-01-28T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:51:42.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SNOR*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu240/chenkma123/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu240/chenkma123/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu240/chenkma123/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S2GXh8673LI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jpKskyVra3g/s1600-h/2636782662_ec5411df4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ellos...&lt;br /&gt;my taggboard is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeap it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u noe why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause u &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;stalker&lt;/span&gt; just refuse to tagg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how immature -.-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;free loader&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; the people who actually do tagg(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, been really &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt; lately, can't pay attention in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i TRY to sleep... but &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; would always wake me up -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den i becum &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cranky&lt;/span&gt;. and its all that person's fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;math n chinese is rly veri draggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n i don't tink i can hold on for very long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the best part is, its only been like&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;weeks&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n my dad oso starting to add stress to me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i noe its for my own good but it just sickens me to see the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;awfully&lt;/span&gt; draggy time pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;, volleyball started xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;old coach came to our school today wif his other young students from &lt;em&gt;sembawang s&lt;/em&gt;ec. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas met&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Lean&lt;/span&gt;. (lee-anne)&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's really nice(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n the boys who were playing with the other girls smile until so wide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mouth going to rip liao&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyoo, lucky never &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nose bleed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lol...jealous much? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den... me hubby felice,xuelea mei n putri was playing wif Lean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den before I knew her name, she asked me for mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obviously i said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;exis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den she said her name oso alexis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL... den in the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;欺骗我感情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her name was yiling/lean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lie tat lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas jkjk...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den after volley, me and hubby follow xuelea home... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den after each her house, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;nobody there*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh, so long never see her house lerhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about &lt;strong&gt;2 years&lt;/strong&gt; i think. yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den was rushing home so can't stay there until someone came bak. &lt;strong&gt;SORRY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den after that walking to 169 bus stop wif hubby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;huiting(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas oso so long nvr see her too~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she join basketball&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(unexpected)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den she was wearing her naval base PE, wif a black cap&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(boyish style)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den hubby &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; cute lor, say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aiyaa, huiting! don't tomboy la, tomboy nt good one! veri bad one lehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMAO... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;无话可说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den tok tok for a few minutes den continued our way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den wen we crossing the zebra crossing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we saw a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dead bird&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh, sad like wat lor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so poor thing...T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den oso can't do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we saw alot of &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;white white thing&lt;/span&gt; on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bird poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then hubby was like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;EEYER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den we quickly cross over to the other side of the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den took bus 169 home~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bored period-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den called twinnie tok tok for awhile at night~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; so hardworking&lt;/span&gt; still learning her chinese spelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So didn't want to disturb the genius in her thinking space, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i did my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i didn't want to do it, so like wat i always do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol... ok rly nthin to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOODLES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7664772749354666777-4863286951739778143?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4863286951739778143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/snor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4863286951739778143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4863286951739778143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/snor.html' title='*SNOR*'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1561655937595135755</id><published>2010-01-23T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:42:42.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My childhood</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!!!!!!!! I found this in my old blog~~ 2008 one... OMGOMGOMG... i can't believe how time past... MY TWINNIE last time i nt close to her at alll!!!!! *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was wif Xue Lea &amp;amp; Felice last time...&lt;br /&gt;good times yeah?&lt;br /&gt;haizz...i tink time past too fast o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hihi hihi^^ 2morrow rope skipping strt liao sad sad bud mine on fri bud my rope&lt;br /&gt;skipping sux...-_-" confirm will kAnna laugh one... haha...bud there is tis girl&lt;br /&gt;named chen xi more pai seh she pro at skipping den they tell her go n do the&lt;br /&gt;stupid routine n tey show at assemly hahaahhahaha now i noe y so mani ppl like&lt;br /&gt;chen xi...she smmart, pretty,prefect girl, leader and etc...^^i nt close to her&lt;br /&gt;at all, but i hear alot abt her...byes!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I don't know bout u but I'm shocked... Super sorry twinnie... But other then tat i digged out quite a few memories from the past, and realised I'm as equally guailan as I am todae WOOTS. and tis is wat i found...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;16/9/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hihi haha todae somethin damm funny happen I was at my ama house I was tokin on ther phone wif felice den suddenly heard this indian man/radio talkin damn loudly den me n her was lke laughing/scared... den hang up, I call agn usin my hp instead of my grandma house phone den ok le....so weird~ -_-"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;12/7/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FINALLLYYYYY!!!THE INTERNET IS ALIVE :DDDn my house door open thingy(wadever u call it) replaced wif a thumbprint scanner... BYEBYE keysssss! XDi told my sis but she thout i fake her... hahabut its like dammm cool, I wouldn't believe it either if it was meee XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now wen i look at my main door i will be lke 'yeah so? wats the difference?'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When things changed...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;9/18/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HiiiEEEEEEEEEEi saw many domos 2dae.....*SCREAM!!!* Ok, lets start frm here.I was in Chenxi hse, we finished our project.I was invited to junction 8, and of course instead of going home, I followed.Chenxi mum went somewhere, and me n chen wandered off we were looking at every store on the 4th floor la (:Too bad i 4got to bring my wallet T.TSo we jus stared blindly.Den we entered more than words.A GIANT DAMN CUTE DOMO was there AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHyea... it was lke 2 hundred plus bucks... ):den we saw the domo section...OMGOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!there were mini domo's at way cheaper price lathe i llke size one was 5.90wich was completely reasonable lor!!!!haiiiiii..... den chenxi mum called we went down chenxi mum gve money to cx to buy yogurtswweeetDen went home... b4 fetching her bro frm Raffles institututionGeniuses... -.-lke halfway on ther, both fell asleep...DAMN CUTE NIAso reached home...immediately on ther comand now...bored.Soo thats it 4 todae...BYEE~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha tis was when my obsession for DOMOs started:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Was love just a game to you? Or were you just playing with my heart? Was I just being ignorant?Did I even mean anything to you?I shan't drag this any longer...I guess I would forgotten you...How long has it been? 14 days? 34 days? 57 days...57 days wasted...But nomore shall I drag my misery...From now, 5.12p.m. ,22 September 2009 Tuesday,I, Alexis Chen Kit May has forgotten hym,From this point on...I am alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The guy who you made me forget... and made me loved you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss old times. alot. i wld do anything to get it bak.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1561655937595135755?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1561655937595135755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-childhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1561655937595135755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1561655937595135755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-childhood.html' title='My childhood'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4534951116597972662</id><published>2010-01-23T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:57:40.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>38 天</title><content type='html'>I'm a stupid person  you have to understand that.&lt;br /&gt;I never understood what 'ily' mean.&lt;br /&gt;When people actually typed tat in he/her blog i wld be lke&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell is that dude? typo?&lt;br /&gt;it took me 4 months to find out tat it meant i love you.&lt;br /&gt;Its been 38 days thinking too deep. and believe me it sux.&lt;br /&gt;and come on how old am i 12 (tis year anyway)&lt;br /&gt;im still a little kid!&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell am i thinking!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go crazy...&lt;br /&gt;sadsadsad...&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe tat writing a thousand apologizees is gonna change anything.&lt;br /&gt;no offense to the people who had/have.&lt;br /&gt;and believe me.&lt;br /&gt;i still do miss.&lt;br /&gt;its might not be complete english.&lt;br /&gt;but its wad i really think.&lt;br /&gt;so wad can u do bout it nia?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4534951116597972662?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4534951116597972662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4534951116597972662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4534951116597972662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/38.html' title='38 天'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3302785685681648562</id><published>2010-01-23T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:26:18.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPLETELY UNMOTIVATED HERE T.T</title><content type='html'>hellos dear people on earth~ do you know that you are being &lt;strong&gt;利用-ed&lt;/strong&gt; now? By who?&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why feel so&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; good girl&lt;/span&gt; want to finish hmwrk by today. BUT...&lt;br /&gt;1. I left my eng hmwrk under table&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel veri unmotivated to do chinese compo T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;waste time&lt;/span&gt; blogging! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY ME:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going over to chenxi house later, well &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she was &lt;u&gt;SUPPOSE&lt;/u&gt; to be home, but she's probably out wif her mum etc.&lt;br /&gt;then now? waste time lor, since bout &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;60% of homework is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARR...  so pissed, IM &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAAMMMMMMMMMMMMM OVERWEIGHT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;u have no idea how &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; i am do you?&lt;br /&gt;good. &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;best u dont noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably just spoiling my reputation now &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;just by saying that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What to do? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... but tell me honestly&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(if you seen me before as a human)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I fat?&lt;br /&gt;im super sensitive about this kindda of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it upsets me in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;many random ways:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;saddening nia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the boring-est saturday&lt;strong&gt; ever&lt;/strong&gt; lor.&lt;br /&gt;oh------crap?&lt;br /&gt;ok i have &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;cause I haave nothing to say you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; idiot&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;soo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3302785685681648562?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3302785685681648562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/completely-unmotivated-here-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3302785685681648562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3302785685681648562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/completely-unmotivated-here-tt.html' title='COMPLETELY UNMOTIVATED HERE T.T'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5371639211498853534</id><published>2010-01-19T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:09:35.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Laugh At Your Own Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heey&lt;/strong&gt;, see that Big title there?&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; What is that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is What &lt;strong&gt;Mr Durai&lt;/strong&gt; called me when I accidently said that a prism has 5 faces. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Opps my bad&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway,  compared to the other naggings I got this year,its really nothing:\didn't scold me or anything, just that when I was &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;laughin&lt;/span&gt;g at my own mistake, he just replied &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"You arhs, only laugh at your own stupidity". Which I find quite meaningful, &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;br /&gt;Don't you find it &lt;em&gt;meaningful?&lt;/em&gt; Cause I do. Anyway I want&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; to see this advertistment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rUANZtlFWo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rUANZtlFWo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(veri sorry dears, don't know why I can't put the video up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore the last part of the ad, that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;completely ruined&lt;/span&gt; the whole thing. anyway, if you didn't watch it, the main key point is, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that you only time you feel free is the day you are born. Other then that you're boxed in&lt;/span&gt;.Whether you were a little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cornerstork.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/baby-in-crib.jpg" border="0" /&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;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://homeschoolingaddkids.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/bored-student.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or whether you are/were a student. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're boxed in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Guardian/Pix/pictures/2008/09/23/boredoffice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And soon enough you'll be that too.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; BOXED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so what can u do to feel &lt;em&gt;carefree&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q136/Jonie123/carefree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnh1R2xvLWhZM2hHc0dJdEJyLUlCbGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What does these pictures make &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, you as a person think about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You think their &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;? or &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well if you think &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;their crazy&lt;/span&gt;, then yeah you're&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; really sadistic&lt;/span&gt;-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy? yea, u could say that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free...&lt;/em&gt; is this what u really think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm....for that answer I guess &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it's pretty much how you put life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so... &lt;strong&gt;OH YEAH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this post is dedictated to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DARDAR and DARLING &lt;3333333333333333333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(L) u guyss TTM(: a little short summary about these people...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DARDAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Miss Yao Chen Xi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Born on 5 March 1998&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lives just a few houses away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-My twinnie(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE HER FOR LIFE&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DARLING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Miss Daphne Cheong Shi Ying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Born on 21 Augest 1998&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Me and Chenxi's Darling(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Irritated by Havenesh x]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE HER FOR LIFE&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't want to get &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;too personnel&lt;/span&gt; for some pathetic reasons. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;LOVE U GUYS ALOTTTT!!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course &lt;strong&gt;all my gans&lt;/strong&gt; too:) &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(i scared my mistress ltr angry:DD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahas well tats all for 2dae...&lt;strong&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5371639211498853534?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5371639211498853534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-laugh-at-your-own-stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5371639211498853534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5371639211498853534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-laugh-at-your-own-stupidity.html' title='You Laugh At Your Own Stupidity'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8629490959423705263</id><published>2010-01-18T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:19:04.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM POSTING:DD</title><content type='html'>harlo~ put yr pencils down kids, there's nothing to learn about in this post:DD&lt;br /&gt;im jus gonna tok in a veri random way on wat happened todae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm...after sch went home to go out n bought lunch bak home~~ I ate KFC teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ACTUALLY promised myself I wouldn't eat another KFC again, after watching that video on how they &lt;s&gt;&lt;u&gt;slaughter&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; toture&lt;/span&gt; the chickens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but to prevent them from being wasted and dying for no pathetic reason, i did :L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;im such a promise breaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But as i have said before, watcha gonna do bout it? hmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haha.hehe.teehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den hmm...i wanted to do homwrk but den i was too &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lazy and unmotivated&lt;/span&gt; to do it, blehs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*slap**slap*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shit dude, im starting my laziness agn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yeah, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; isn't a bad word ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its your faeces, your &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;大便&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its logical science&lt;/em&gt;. u can't accept tat fact, &lt;strong&gt;i hope u fail it&lt;/strong&gt;. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i haven' t even spoken a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;single bad word&lt;/span&gt;. so im keeping my promise x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;see?im such a good girl (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm...yeah, tats pretty much i gotta say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*whistle**whistle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yea, i got &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;5 domos&lt;/span&gt; ehss~~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thnks to DADDY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now aiming for new phone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY PHONE SUX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it keeps jamming up, and its&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; rly frustrating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm... i shouldn't be such a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;greedy person&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;never mind, &lt;em&gt;1 more year&lt;/em&gt; contract finish liao T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;忍！忍！忍!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm...byebye~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8629490959423705263?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8629490959423705263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-postingdd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8629490959423705263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8629490959423705263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-postingdd.html' title='RANDOM POSTING:DD'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8399453568392319866</id><published>2010-01-15T18:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:18:30.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>请告诉他，我不爱他。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BM6rp5VQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nhERLhWnbTc/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426922122016019714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BM6rp5VQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nhERLhWnbTc/s200/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;別告訴&lt;strong&gt;他，&lt;/strong&gt;我還想&lt;strong&gt;他&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恨總比愛容易放下&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-还想她 Jj Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;heyss~&lt;/span&gt;i told u i wont update so much, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i lied&lt;/span&gt;:\ i seriously have nthin to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll probbably say "not free to update blog etc" wen &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; is closer, for now I&lt;strong&gt; rly&lt;/strong&gt; have nthin btr to do, i feel rly&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; depressed&lt;/span&gt;, cause feel lke I'm losing a fren day after day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, its been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a month&lt;/span&gt; since wad happened, &lt;em&gt;exactly 30 days&lt;/em&gt;:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea, i thought of a title alrdy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NERDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so what do you think is a nerd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tis guy, hu seems lke he is &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; to be one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426926295996246418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BQto8VKZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mRY7FvbfI0U/s200/steve-urkel-2-241x350.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or this&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; dude&lt;/span&gt; here, who has&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; nthin to do with life&lt;/span&gt;, and spends his time in a &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;square screen&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426943714242904194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1Bgjg98wII/AAAAAAAAAJY/_SgzL3Ij-Us/s200/computer-addiction-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, it seems that there is a veri &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;big variety&lt;/span&gt; of them. of course some geeks r just &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt;. or lke my dad n uncle(geeks) they tok &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;geek talk&lt;/span&gt;,as wat me n my sis would say. for example:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle: Eh, wad programme u using arhs?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad: I using the xxx (i dowan get sued for usin a programme name-.-)programme.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle: Ah, veri got lehs, where u buy from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad:Oh I buy from xxx shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle:how much ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad:quite reasonable lehs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the geek talk goes on and on, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*Shiver*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me n my sis would jus stare blindy into space waiting for them to tok lke a &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;normal human&lt;/span&gt;. Don't get me wrong, my father is veri erm...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; thut&lt;/span&gt;. but he &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;veri fun&lt;/span&gt;, well sometimes at least. my uncle arhs, oso &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;veri fun to be wif&lt;/span&gt;, just tat both of them look &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DAMMM&lt;/span&gt; geek :B lol. btw u noe my dad's phone bluetooth name is: &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;'cool guy?&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EEYER &gt;__&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but if u hadn't realised, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;geek fashion&lt;/span&gt; is in~ for example:&lt;/p&gt;the&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; famous geek specs&lt;/span&gt;, i got them too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426947721067970258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BkMvjfPtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/SzfobjiPuEM/s200/3165307508_8204c5a435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426948801008688482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BlLmpa3WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kUKCMXXR7-8/s200/geek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I personally &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dont lke&lt;/span&gt; the girl lol, but anyways not bad urhs?(above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;for boys....er, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;okai la is still about the same&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;heehee, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;too lazy&lt;/span&gt; to find stupid images &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yea tis will be my &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;las pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426951213022227234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BnYAGQqyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oJWo_EhSW_s/s200/lol.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tis photo is for the &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; who&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; don't tagg&lt;/span&gt; ~ (except u twin:]) &lt;p&gt;tagg pls? don't be a&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; free loader&lt;/span&gt;, tagg wont kill u rite? dont so&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stalker-ish&lt;/span&gt; pls!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well tats all i gotta say&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; byeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;, btw if u had noticed i became slightly &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;teeny beeny&lt;/span&gt; mre &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vulgar&lt;/span&gt;, do mindme:] &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'll try to change...&lt;/span&gt; BYEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I decided not to put my shitty face on facebook unless i find a nice picture, i noe im nt pretty lke her ok, sorry lor, i can't change that fact.&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/7664772749354666777-8399453568392319866?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8399453568392319866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8399453568392319866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8399453568392319866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='请告诉他，我不爱他。'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S1BM6rp5VQI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nhERLhWnbTc/s72-c/Image133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1965228435478556766</id><published>2010-01-13T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:55:08.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S02HBZniu2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sUxow5ze0vo/s1600-h/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426141584177675106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S02HBZniu2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sUxow5ze0vo/s200/Image116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ellos.&lt;/span&gt; updated agn:] wont be updating alot tis year, as u noe its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;-insert sad face-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, its a &lt;u&gt;draggy year&lt;/u&gt; for me. anyway 2dae miss kaur asked us to show our &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;baby photos&lt;/span&gt; to the class:D we had fun laughing n stuff lke tat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tis is the one&lt;strong&gt; i&lt;/strong&gt; showed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426142578512977522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S02H7RzjXnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EtFy75Jgvv0/s200/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, i noe i look&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jus ignore it, will ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was 3 n i &lt;em&gt;THINK&lt;/em&gt; i was having my 3rd bdae. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still gt&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; plenty&lt;/span&gt; lols...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i rly &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;dont wan&lt;/span&gt; to show them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; change much, have i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WAN SEE KELVIN ONE!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u dirty minded freak, is jus tat his baby photo is really &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; cute:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehes...anyway, &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;still dry&lt;/span&gt;, n no &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; r coming to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So probably don't kip yr hopes up for a full post until &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;PSLE is over&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.lmao.rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;veri tired&lt;/span&gt; these days, always feel lke &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;slping&lt;/span&gt; in maths n chinese class. currently quite busy so BYEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1965228435478556766?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1965228435478556766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1965228435478556766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1965228435478556766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-romance.html' title='Bad Romance'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S02HBZniu2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sUxow5ze0vo/s72-c/Image116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3059362621979689036</id><published>2010-01-11T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST A DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S0r7TcyYZZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/T3J8gOUiKjk/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425425012684776850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S0r7TcyYZZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/T3J8gOUiKjk/s200/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, be a idiot and and laugh at that photo. Hm, how &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt; of you -.-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SORRY...&lt;/span&gt;still can't tink of a title,sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;brainstorm&lt;/span&gt; for awhile, jus give me a few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm, let me jus recap on what happen&lt;em&gt; yesterday+today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mum gt into a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fight &lt;/span&gt;with my neighbour yesterday(REAL scolding type of fight) and all our neighbours are talking about it. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nahh, who cares right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tiny hole&lt;/strong&gt; I feel into last week is now filled with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;trash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;long story)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The construction goin on around our school &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RUMOURS&lt;/span&gt; said that it may be 2 blocks of flats, OR an &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;old folks home&lt;/span&gt;-.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I TINK a bangladesh man pointed a middle finger at me, bastard -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hmmm......I&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt; Gate C for no pathetic reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that was fast&lt;/span&gt;, hmmm....I've been thinking what to write for lke &lt;strong&gt;3 hours&lt;/strong&gt; on the com:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;yeah, but i still can't tink of anything to write:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I very 'cute' hors? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm... oh:0 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i forget i had hmwrk.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crap&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;oh yea, I should rub tis in your face firs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm another &lt;strong&gt;$150&lt;/strong&gt; richer!!!!! yay!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first time i gt a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cheque&lt;/span&gt; lehs...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its pretty cool~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok i shoudn't be such a pain-in-the-ass show off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mum &amp;amp; dad are&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; goin overseas&lt;/span&gt; for thursday n friday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;parents gone=slightly more freedom:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; my parents don't get me wrong,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jus more&lt;em&gt; freedom&lt;/em&gt; xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways i gtg do &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see I'm such a &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tutty pants&lt;/span&gt; B) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i gtg byebye~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3059362621979689036?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3059362621979689036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-dream_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3059362621979689036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3059362621979689036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-dream_11.html' title='JUST A DREAM'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S0r7TcyYZZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/T3J8gOUiKjk/s72-c/Image106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4606140020022945654</id><published>2010-01-11T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWN</title><content type='html'>heeys, just wanna say hi... jus veri &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... no appetite at all, feel hungry, jus dont wanna eat.&gt;.&lt; - i jus feel like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pulling of all the hair off my head&lt;/span&gt;:/&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;('fave' phrase now)&lt;/span&gt; Currently watching &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spongebob SquarePants:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray tat it would cheer my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;spirits&lt;/span&gt; up...-.- tat's all I'm gonna say for now...can't tink of any &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;full posts&lt;/span&gt; anymore...&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; peeps? will be glad to hear it, any &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; subject will do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK MY LIFE MAN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK 2010!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK THE FACT I HAD TO EVER HAD MET U!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry, it's a words that people use so much, that they get tired of it...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4606140020022945654?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4606140020022945654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/down_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4606140020022945654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4606140020022945654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/down_11.html' title='DOWN'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5960809506276736443</id><published>2010-01-08T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying I love you</title><content type='html'>hahas, watching snakeman(yea, duno wad movie is tat too) on channel 5, the erm climax of the story is the 'snake' killing/burning the ppl attacking it. the snake is lke damm fake cause it jus looks lke animation?yea. but the funny/gross thing is the snakes are lke ripping their limbs off?(its a 3-headed snake, no originality hor?)den the snake dunno go n shoot poison into tis guy eyes, damm freakin gross, the whole face was lke crunching into a paper ball? -__x den the ending EVEN better worhs, gt the 2 good survivors kissing in the cave?(grossest part dude) wad the snake do? actually tell u da truth i oso dunno cause i long-sighted den can't see :9 anyways it's jus WIERD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEWARE: AFTER TIS HALF-POST U WLD TINK I'M A FCKIN EMO! DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; to a picture, it made me hyper &amp;amp; crazy, and immediately cheered up my day:)(well make it night) even though i noe tat u hated me tat much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kip lookin at tat photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yr face nvr changed for the pas 2 years, hasn't it? heh.&lt;br /&gt;u still look lke a little kid...&lt;br /&gt;plus i took tis facebk quiz:what is my love quote?"&lt;br /&gt;" Love is like drinking beer... Once you get too much of it, you begin to act stupid."&lt;br /&gt;hah. laughed at tat too:) my sis thout i was mad.&lt;br /&gt;laughing to myself...i can't even describe tat as pain or happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5960809506276736443?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5960809506276736443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/saying-i-love-you_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5960809506276736443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5960809506276736443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/saying-i-love-you_08.html' title='Saying I love you'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4020073633041940887</id><published>2010-01-08T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn the fairytale memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;BLOGGING AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days of school where more &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt;, cause more hmwrk n stuff.&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;SURPRISINGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, i strt to lke my CCA(volleyball) i'm lke damm excited for the next practice... its freaking wierd o.o... btw 2dae watched 当我们同在一起. I &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;barely&lt;/span&gt; watch it ders, but then i see jian hong suffer so much pain from xiao bei, saddening &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TTM&lt;/span&gt; lehsss T.T&lt;br /&gt;see la, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all mediacorp fault&lt;/span&gt; o.x&lt;br /&gt;lol.LMAO.ROFL. goin bak on track i will be writing about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;PHOBIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So tell me, what's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; phobia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiders?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.yell.com/images/classifications/psychologists.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;claustrophobic?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 525px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://podcastonfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/Claustrophobia-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Incoming Balls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/012109/ducking-incoming-balls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say, 'you'll get over it' and stuff lke tat,&lt;br /&gt;but wif no white lies, a 85% chance u caan't:/&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me tell you&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; phobias...from least to most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trapped in a maze(experienced before...alone)&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 458px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/gouk/1/0/y/J/-/-/maze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ghost&lt;/span&gt;, but i'm not gonna put that picture there... as I said before &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's scary&lt;/span&gt;. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Being a loner, cause no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s.bebo.com/app-image/6440813167/6440536889/PROFILE/i.idlestudios.com/img/q/u/08/03/26/47056408-loner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lose all happiness(its slightly different)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://39.img.v4.skyrock.net/39c/my-emo-darkside/pics/2633203474_1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No music in my life( it is a phobia right?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www3.sympatico.ca/pratten/NSB/nomusic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HeartBroken. (expierenced before a month ago~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aimeeanaya.com/blog/images/heartbroken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and finally last but nt least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 516px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 492px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/096/d/0/Acrophobia_II_by_suicide_bee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeahs, heights. If you've been to West Mall(doubt you have) its actually pretty high above the ground. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; cried when I went down the elavator &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my legs would be lke shaking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont mock me I said &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;NEARLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yeah anyways tats all i gotta say, byebye~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4020073633041940887?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4020073633041940887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/burn-fairytale-memories_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4020073633041940887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4020073633041940887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/burn-fairytale-memories_08.html' title='Burn the fairytale memories'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1011076874108323386</id><published>2010-01-04T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pssst -.- oh-so-silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=yellow&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha school started todae, totally orientation (gd thing) no nid see ppl older(well besides teachers)wich brings me joy and erm happiness( i tink). anyways my holidays i kip having sugar rushes... makes me damm freakin hyper, tat it looks lke im drunk hahas. anyway 2dae wanna tok abt...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;Sleep&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indianasleep.com/images/j0408908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 5px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.indianasleep.com/images/j0408908.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0474"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh please who doesn't like sleeping? Yea, probably 90% of the ppl i noe &lt;u&gt;LOVES&lt;/u&gt; sleep.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#C248FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't blame them, well cause its a basic nid of life.&lt;u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wat abt the other 10%? &lt;/u&gt; hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;insomnia?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newhealthy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/460x276insomnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.newhealthy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/460x276insomnia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Ghost?&lt;br /&gt;well im not goin to put those pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fuckin' scary o__-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless u wan me to strt cryin n screamin my eyes out n nt finish the post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest u kip yr mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#848484"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, imagine tis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u slept super late las night maeb 4? 6? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even btr u didnt slp at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#5CFF5C"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day is sch n you cant skip or play truant.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u had to lke wake up damm early, n go to sch. tis happen.&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;a href="http://www.indiana.edu/~aoii/images/panda0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 670px; height: 461px;" src="http://www.indiana.edu/~aoii/images/panda0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#F5A2EF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i decided nt to put a ugly guy so i put the panda ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;see? i gt creativity:]&lt;br /&gt;lols jkjk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u get the meaning rite? panda eye= eye bags&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but i bet i scared u ehs?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol fine. maeb nt scared :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways tat's all i gotta say o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0B6432"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just too idiotic-ly bored...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jus entertain me tis once ok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1011076874108323386?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1011076874108323386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/pssst-oh-so-silent_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1011076874108323386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1011076874108323386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/pssst-oh-so-silent_04.html' title='pssst -.- oh-so-silent'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2799658212535164550</id><published>2009-12-27T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SEZAIRI!!!!!!!!&lt;33</title><content type='html'>YAYYAYYAYYAYYAYAY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEZAIRI WON!!!!!!!!!!&lt;33&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to singapore indoor stadium to watch it LIVE lehs:DD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no joke ok? proof? I'll give it to u.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeFGh_aELI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8HxnLoEKmu0/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeFGh_aELI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8HxnLoEKmu0/s320/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419947023813710002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real one leh!! i went wif my sis to watch it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the veri awsome stage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeGNxUGhAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NtSPP5okXEU/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeGNxUGhAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/NtSPP5okXEU/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948247697753090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n sezairi n sylvia waiting for results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeF_nOdhCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ltmzDs0WTZ0/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeF_nOdhCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ltmzDs0WTZ0/s320/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948004471571490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den when they announced the results(i cld oni gt it on screen sry! i was sitting okok close so cant blame me if it isn't good quaility ok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeGupMzI3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RmSUQwa6ZLQ/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeGupMzI3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RmSUQwa6ZLQ/s320/DSC00417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419948812455322482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh, today high-spirited to the core :], actually expected Sylvia to win, cause heard more ppl cheerin for her, actually both veri good der, i didn't mind if she was Singapore idol, but i jus &lt;3 sezairi teehee.and btw u noe hw freakin expensive is the tibits there? its lke pocky cost $2.50, den coke cost $3, potato chip cost $4. tryin to rob the daylight of of us lor.well anyways gt volloeyball 2moro -.-&lt;br&gt; so hve to slp quite earlier sianzz... kk byeees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-2799658212535164550?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2799658212535164550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-sezairi_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2799658212535164550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/2799658212535164550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-sezairi_27.html' title='I LOVE SEZAIRI!!!!!!!!&amp;lt;33'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SzeFGh_aELI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8HxnLoEKmu0/s72-c/DSC00410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1540446205471615460</id><published>2009-12-26T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>hahas, today damm hyper-ed cause we played &lt;u&gt;SNOW&lt;/u&gt;!!!! the mini toons one, my godmother lke bought alot alot of it hahas... den we play snow fight, i fall so many times till my piku pain *ROFL*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the best victim amongst them lors... jus turn my back kana hit lke at least 5 times -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SNOW. it tasted lke... er...*bleh* actually its tasteless, but its like *shiver* &gt;&lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody! I'm kindda like hacking in her acc but she's beside me lol. anyway, Im joalina , her cousin~ Tell you arh, today she hyper until max arh!~ Play with her pictionary man arh, one word can make her laugh her heads out lorhh. SHE C.M.I one larh! hahas, but overall, its fun larh! FUN AND FUN AND FUN TODAY!!!!!!!&lt;u&gt;I LOVE MY MISTRESS ALEXIS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1540446205471615460?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1540446205471615460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-belated-christmas_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1540446205471615460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1540446205471615460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-belated-christmas_26.html' title='MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-7823294341817415640</id><published>2009-12-22T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could you be so heartless?</title><content type='html'>heeeys quick post k? promised myself tat will fin my hmwrk strting frm 4... so mus kip to my promise left one teeny weeeny one ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heey i nid your hlp. i'm learning tis piano song(didn't know i plae piano,now u do-.-) den anyways i learning yiruma songs cause his songs are just freakin nice:DD so i cant choose between this 2 songs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCSe66pWNmc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCSe66pWNmc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss the rain is the song i'm learning now, but there's one more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is the river flows in you aka bella's lullaby. Come one peeps i rly nid yr freakin hlp, if u tink tat the second one is nicer jus tagg me or tell me in person or somethin k??i hve to bargain wif me piano teacher ehs.... so toodles!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-7823294341817415640?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7823294341817415640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-could-you-be-so-heartless_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7823294341817415640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/7823294341817415640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-could-you-be-so-heartless_22.html' title='How could you be so heartless?'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-6833775242032255225</id><published>2009-12-18T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your white lies</title><content type='html'>2dae, my mama's collegues came over to party~ den they had kids!( around &amp; below my ages:D) we played games n joked around blah blah blah den these are the people i met.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Eva. p6 this year... TALLLL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SyusdVY24qI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2gOdeoZ8MzM/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SyusdVY24qI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2gOdeoZ8MzM/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416612596800742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas cute hor??? She's Natalie. Oni one willing to take photo T.T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SyusdCzZruI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1grUNhwD7uo/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SyusdCzZruI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1grUNhwD7uo/s320/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416612591811800802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den he is Bryce. We called him JunJun:DD Joker sia... n dotes on his mother to the max LMAO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Syuscy0uPXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6wXsmb7NlQg/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Syuscy0uPXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6wXsmb7NlQg/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416612587522375026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den still gt his siblings: Lucas n Trisha(sry i tink tis is wrong spelling)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas called HongHong den Trisha called WeiWei...Oh yea... TRISHA IS DAMM FLEXIBLE! her entire arm can just twist 360 degress leh!!! scary dude! too bad they dowan take photo haizz...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den jus before they left, Eva spread to me flu, den i spread to Bryce LMAO(oh yea LMAO is lke my most fav word now:D)den now my flu serious lor.... *HA-CHUU* hahas well tats all byeeees~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= red&gt; I'm so sorry... Even though I doubt u wld ever forgive me...I'm sorry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-6833775242032255225?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6833775242032255225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-white-lies_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6833775242032255225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6833775242032255225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-white-lies_18.html' title='Your white lies'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SyusdVY24qI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2gOdeoZ8MzM/s72-c/DSC00396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-5404452480074021219</id><published>2009-12-15T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心痛比快乐更真实</title><content type='html'>heeeeyssssss~ been goin bak to sch library kindda often these dayss....too bored at home, so i volunteered myself( well desiree called me to cum but anyways..)to stae there frm 9+ to 4+ every weekday... Great...... anyways tis shld b the las week i hlp out le bah, cause my cousins comin bak( my ah yi married a london guy n my uncle married a spainish lady, n both of them migrated to respected countries) n they comin to singapore fer family reunion... haizzz.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i mean lke dont get me rong they rock my socks off n all but im gonna miss alots of things in sch tat i wont be able to do in wen pri sch open, n its kindda saddening T.T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;anyway movin on fer todae...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee, woke up at 9.45 early rite.... DESIREE woke me up -.- she gave me morning call lol, sae library open liao(library was SUPPOSED to b open on... er 12?)den reach there at 11... (still half-asleep) den at there do wrk and blah blah etc etc... den mr yeoh, his wifey n kid came to the library(GOSH!!) the kid is lke so cute lorrrsss... den they left lke 15 min after, den me desiree, Mdm Lin n er...( cant remember her name person) went to chong pang to eat, come bak lke kana heatstoke -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ye wei went to buy cheese fries, n he called me alicia..... gosh my name its nt lke its tat hrd to pronounce rite?... anyway den blah blah den went bak home,I saw a worm tat looked lke a idiotic snake&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SytfAWWN5dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1z5QrQZzwU/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SytfAWWN5dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1z5QrQZzwU/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416527436446557650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*////edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(eee, i owe u guys a pic, lazy take my phone n &lt;br /&gt;USB cable, hehes;D)&lt;/s&gt; here's the pic LMAO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was there lke a baichi lookin at it for at least 5 mins teehee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went home saw my sis (in the dark) watchin a korean drama... by the looks on her face, her ass has been stuck to the couch since she woke up. meh, usual. den was dead tired, den plop on my bed n i tink i fell asleep. i tink. it was either i was dreamin tat i was asleep lols... den er i guess tats all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-5404452480074021219?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5404452480074021219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5404452480074021219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/5404452480074021219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_15.html' title='心痛比快乐更真实'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SytfAWWN5dI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O1z5QrQZzwU/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4900010696053815687</id><published>2009-12-10T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hachi and Mari and the three dogs</title><content type='html'>wahh first time in 3 years i cried over watchin a show/video...MUS WATCH~ *CLICK* &lt;b&gt;make sure u are freakingly foucused wen u watch it, or else u wont get the meaning k?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jNyyfcF6qjA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jNyyfcF6qjA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, tis is the sadest video in the world lor... HAH, too bad for the lazy ppl hu dont even bother watchin... YOUR BIG LOSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;second one is called Mari and the three dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZiZ9EbbaE4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZiZ9EbbaE4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oso saddening lor... i cried lke damm dramatically, n tats is freakin rare. if u equally &lt;3 dogs as much as me, im sure u wld cry too. i dont even cry in those lke love movies when the guy dies blah blah blah. cause in my opinion dogs are mre loyal lor... haizzz, n they could make me cry in lke less than 10 mins, and try me, tats nt easy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahas tats all toodlezz~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4900010696053815687?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4900010696053815687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hachi-and-mari-and-three-dogs_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4900010696053815687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4900010696053815687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/hachi-and-mari-and-three-dogs_10.html' title='Hachi and Mari and the three dogs'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-6942720937529804444</id><published>2009-12-09T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:29.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GARRR, i gt tricked -,-</title><content type='html'>AHHHH damm it~ my sis len $50 frm me -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curses,被骗了!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,is nt i dont trust her... is jus tat wen i len her things...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nvr get it bak =.=&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIIIIIIITIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= red&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;KIMBERLY CHEN U BTR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETURN ME!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-6942720937529804444?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6942720937529804444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/garrr-i-gt-tricked_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6942720937529804444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/6942720937529804444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/garrr-i-gt-tricked_09.html' title='GARRR, i gt tricked -,-'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-9042674957664211822</id><published>2009-12-08T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:29.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without a word</title><content type='html'>&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;"&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;Without words,you made me know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, I have given you this love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know I'm like this holding on to my breath,you quickly stole my heart and left&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;Big&gt;"&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Park Shin Hye-Without words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz tryin so hard to watch finish tis Korean Drama: You're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Sx8uV1NQnKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/x7rejEtW2Ew/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Sx8uV1NQnKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/x7rejEtW2Ew/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413096229717449890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh i &lt;3 it to the max dude x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause there is HONGKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the drama is freakin funny/sweet, i lke it btr than BOF( actually i lke alot of shows more than that pretty boy show xD)&lt;br /&gt; Hu is Hongki? Stupid Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the BESTEST( n so is daesung, but focusing on Hongki^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Sx5mYOLeMTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E8HWSLUuD2U/s1600-h/20090625_lee_hong_ki_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Sx5mYOLeMTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/E8HWSLUuD2U/s320/20090625_lee_hong_ki_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412876368455020850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understandable if u say he look unglam in tis photo, but he is seriously damm cute, oh yeah, IM NOT BOY HUNGRY, i jus lke him a lot, as a fan ^^] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAARRR, other than tat im trying to focus on my studies, ITS TIME TO BE SERIOUS &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I rly wan do well sial... at least get 225+... haizzzz, rly mus wrk hrd... though i dont wan go wad sep sch... I cant take the pressure for 4 years~ :]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan go half neighbourhood half sep sch, or jus neighbourhood sch. my sis is tryin her freakin bes to persuade me in joining Canberra Sec, i considering onli... Teehe^^&lt;br&gt; n plus gt affiliation marhs, so shld be easier to get in de. n why am i tokin abt tis lols... havent even sat for the exam, den tok all tis kind of thingys~ im going off course agn, GARRR....im goin mad -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats all byees~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= pink&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be happy for him...no matter what&lt;/font color= pink&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-9042674957664211822?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9042674957664211822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/without-word_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/9042674957664211822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/9042674957664211822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/without-word_08.html' title='Without a word'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/Sx8uV1NQnKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/x7rejEtW2Ew/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8805434545267625611</id><published>2009-12-02T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radomness</title><content type='html'>heey~ superbly bored so im goin to go random on giving myself Q n A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Describe stupidity. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Something someone does that is idiotic or lame, and tink tat it is cool.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Do u snor in your sleep?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Nah,dont tink so... i dream talk :/ i can ans u in my slp, but it comes out completely with no link.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Would you tell somebody something embarrassing about yourself?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.if im drunk or sugar rushed then yeah i wld.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What do you think abt PSLE?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.it just give me an impression tat MOE is stupid and has nothing to do cause it barely comes out in any news tat i hear abt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Describe your CCA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Yeah, i suck in it -.-... its lke if im the runner in the olympic games to light up the big bowl(wadever its called) i wld trip and burn down the whole stadium.&lt;br&gt;Groovy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What is your impression on boys who tink their cool?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.They irritate me. They walked lke as if they were never thought how to walk, so they walk lke idiotic octopuses swingin their hands up n down up n down~ n wen u try to sms den they gve u a shrt rply lke 'Nah' or '...' GARRRRRR x[&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What is the last thing you would do, but wished you could/would?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Throw those boys down a 1056th storey glass-building. HAH, beat tat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What was your last impression on MJ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Nah, I kindda hate him... though i wonder why magazines lke las year wld gve the title '5 ways to avoid MJ' n lke after he died it wld be 'He will be missed' -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;so wats yr point?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.What do you think a watermelon resembles?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.the plumness of life.... or tat it stained at least 5 of my shirts before :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.Tell me one thing abt yrslf.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I'm a pain in the ass kaypo-rean. Who's gonna stop me ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats all toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8805434545267625611?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8805434545267625611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/radomness_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8805434545267625611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8805434545267625611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/radomness_02.html' title='Radomness'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-8980861564889963994</id><published>2009-11-30T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays so far~</title><content type='html'>elos, finally after so long im goin to do a pic post:/ starting from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;231109&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin's hse, firs time took LRT leh xD... to see their new dog, PUFFY! wahh the &lt;s&gt;dog&lt;/s&gt; puppy is lke damm cute la:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpz1YY2OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Yr4e0ttFKhU/s1600/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpz1YY2OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Yr4e0ttFKhU/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409924654114068706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its lke ther size of my hand -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpzruIhKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ni17UHxZA7s/s1600/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpzruIhKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ni17UHxZA7s/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409924651520918690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpzMH8nMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0B3t9a0yYsY/s1600/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpzMH8nMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0B3t9a0yYsY/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409924643039255746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpy8loFpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iwfuwuOXrno/s1600/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpy8loFpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iwfuwuOXrno/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409924638868772498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... den tats pretty much it, den movin on to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Big&gt;&lt;u&gt;malaysia trip&lt;/Big&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there for the weekend, i tink its called Kota Tinggi? nt sure lols, it was kampong-ish(i saw chickens:])n i learnt/understood/experienced 10 random facts abt malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are too many petrol stations in malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; best place to see stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;my watch got spoiled while going to a waterfall:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i finally can blow bubble gum better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i started hallucinating cause i sat in the car for too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i thought the cows there were donkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;firs time i sat on a motorbike( wich was movin:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i kept eating seafood there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;my ears are half-deaf cause i've been hearing too many songs in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;my cousins are problematic-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of getting butt cramps, n all of us were like falling asleep wen we reached there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPsStdYt7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/F695Q1fO0HA/s1600/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPsStdYt7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/F695Q1fO0HA/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409927383586748338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, finally got my revenge westley xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat on a motorbike, it was SUPER FUN!!!!:]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; den took more pics of ther hse( my ah gong de big brother's hse) if u gt watch 1 mediacorp show wad twin stars? their hse inside it leh~ medicorp was lookin for a hse there marhs,so ther uncle hu own ther house 'rented' it to them for the scene... cool uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPtQxDkuQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ad_b24uC1yQ/s1600/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPtQxDkuQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ad_b24uC1yQ/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409928449704114434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cacti(or cactuses...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPtRP8f9uI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cpLnh25D974/s1600/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPtRP8f9uI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cpLnh25D974/s320/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409928457995941602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPukiKwJAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WCDuaC7IXVI/s1600/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPukiKwJAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WCDuaC7IXVI/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409929888816702466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grapes(super sour -.-)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they used to hve chickens wen i came when i was a little kid, all become lunch a few years back probably :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den goin bak to sinagpore had dinner, at a restraunt wich was on stilts above the sea...den all the 'kids' gt bored after eating so went to play~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvLSstcwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GO97dEIsOok/s1600/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvLSstcwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GO97dEIsOok/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409930554679063298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offense wes, another unglam pic xD&lt;br /&gt;the others were playin maths game(invented by kim jie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvLHFE-mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3tOLtAgxmfk/s1600/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvLHFE-mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3tOLtAgxmfk/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409930551560043106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvKuvl56I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ajETBlMUQaw/s1600/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvKuvl56I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ajETBlMUQaw/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409930545027475362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n singapore is somewhere there:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvKYBf6MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iRG9pn5SGD8/s1600/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPvKYBf6MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/iRG9pn5SGD8/s320/DSC00371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409930538928564418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;bak to singapore after tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did our christmas tree x]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis was how ther tree actually looked lke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPwky4eXkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MmalVmUE9ZE/s1600/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPwky4eXkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MmalVmUE9ZE/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932092326698562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2h30min ltr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPwvoPhBwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/XfSNta-1pXk/s1600/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPwvoPhBwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/XfSNta-1pXk/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932278449112834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADDAAA! its lke damm &lt;font color= red&gt;red&lt;/font color= red&gt; -.- my dad,sis, aunt n me do de.... nt bad bah~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to &lt;s&gt;torture&lt;/s&gt; dress my dog up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPxNXRamBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/n4oaWKn88ZA/s1600/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPxNXRamBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/n4oaWKn88ZA/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932789289752594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPxNGqBCII/AAAAAAAAAG0/FWWmmuFTqMc/s1600/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPxNGqBCII/AAAAAAAAAG0/FWWmmuFTqMc/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932784829532290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tats all so far~ my holidays r bak to boredom -.-&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-8980861564889963994?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8980861564889963994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-so-far_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8980861564889963994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/8980861564889963994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-so-far_30.html' title='Holidays so far~'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/SxPpz1YY2OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Yr4e0ttFKhU/s72-c/DSC00350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1081914995782340740</id><published>2009-11-27T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>ah~~~ midnite, insomnia LOL&lt;br /&gt;cant slp at all... &lt;br /&gt;den 2moro oso confirm panda alrdy 0.x&lt;br /&gt;n me n my sis lke crazy liao,&lt;br /&gt;its midnite n we r lke singing non-stop, &lt;br /&gt;many zao-xia's xD&lt;br /&gt;lucky i tink parents in deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;or else WE'RE dead&lt;br /&gt;tats why the lamest ppl on the world r the happiest(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's something I learnt todae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate people hu kip replying one wrd SMSes, is lke dowan tok jus sae la=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;li&gt;people lack self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;li&gt;oink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd thin abt ppl is tat they noe they tried their bestest of bestest, den in the end come out scoldin themselves, so much for praise yrslf after a hard day's wrk -.-&lt;br /&gt;wat will be will be~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1081914995782340740?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1081914995782340740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/insomnia_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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want you to know that it doesn't matter&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we take this road someone's gotta go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know you couldn't have loved me better&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on so I'm already gone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson- Already Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Quick Post, er...&lt;br /&gt;been wif my cousins for the past few days, &lt;br /&gt;going to malaysia tis Sat, yeah I noe, youre jealous xD&lt;br /&gt;jus kiddin. as if lke who has never been to malaysia -.-''&lt;br /&gt;haish, other then tat the holidae jus seems like hell &lt;br /&gt;studying fer PSLE, hve to beat my cousin who scored 220, &lt;br /&gt;idiot, hu ask him so smart, see la xD&lt;br /&gt;nah, fine. nt his fault...&lt;br /&gt;when u lack EQ u hve to hve IQ&lt;br /&gt;taddaa~ &lt;br /&gt;LOL, no offense yea, &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to p6s ...finally get it off your chest, &lt;br /&gt;u jus touchdown on heaven, &lt;br /&gt;in less then 3 months, im goin to b dragged to hell...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;gtg lerhs, &lt;br /&gt;uncle &amp; auntie rush me liao &lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-62843818042688911?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/62843818042688911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/already-gone_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/62843818042688911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/62843818042688911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/already-gone_26.html' title='Already Gone'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3594299820103761016</id><published>2009-11-19T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump then Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;every time you smile, I smile&lt;br /&gt;and every time you shine, I'll shine for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa oh I'm feeling you baby&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid to jump then fall, jump then fall into me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, I'm never gonna leave you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say that you wanna be with me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm gonna stay through it all so jump then fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift- Jump then fall&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 day left...&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be that painful to let something go....&lt;br /&gt;well i guess it doesn't change pretty much anything, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize giving day, the second year here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write a full post this time now, i cant tink abt tomorrow, cause im afraid that i wld be too depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font color= red&gt;&lt;u&gt;180508&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/Font color= red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the day i hated u so much, 'hate u until core oso dont have lerhs'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated the fact u wld jus kip irritating me, tat once i nearly cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't seem to have bothered u at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font color= red&gt;&lt;i&gt;180508-110909&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/Font color= red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued to have a tension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font color= red&gt;&lt;u&gt;120909&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/Font color= red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't supposed to have met u on MSN, but some miracle/unluckiness,&lt;br /&gt;I started tokin to u,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u were abt to logout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u asked for my no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i was still love sick from another person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i told myself clearly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would never fall in love with him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it continues on... and remembered telling u tat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dated u i wld be the unluckiest girl in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i mean it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; do i regret it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk... can i take letting go?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, meet someone tat can actually bring u happiness,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i didn't.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bittersweet memories of you will forever be with me,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never let it go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;will you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3594299820103761016?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3594299820103761016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/jump-then-fall_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3594299820103761016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3594299820103761016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/jump-then-fall_19.html' title='Jump then Fall'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-3666709248961656491</id><published>2009-11-17T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; This song's MV is touching to the max, i lke the song too &lt;33, tis is romanized version&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll promise you&lt;br /&gt;That I’ll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You naega sseureojilddae&lt;br /&gt;Jeoldae heundeullimeopsi&lt;br /&gt;Ganghan nunbicheuro&lt;br /&gt;Myeotbeonigo nal ileukyeojweo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, na himae gyeoulddae&lt;br /&gt;Seulpeumeul byeolang kkeutkkaji ddo akkimeopsi&lt;br /&gt;Chajawa du son japeun geudaeyegae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan haejoongae eopneundae&lt;br /&gt;Chorahan najiman&lt;br /&gt;Oneul geudae wihae i norae booleoyo&lt;br /&gt;Tonight geudaeye du noonae&lt;br /&gt;Geu miso dwiae nalwihae gamchweowatdeon&lt;br /&gt;Apeumiboyeoyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so right&lt;br /&gt;Ibyuliran maleulhaedo&lt;br /&gt;Geu nuga mweorahaedo nan geudael jikilgae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together&lt;br /&gt;Nae du soneul nochijima&lt;br /&gt;Annyoungiran maleun haedo&lt;br /&gt;Naegae i saesangeun ojik neo hanagiae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You maneun sarangcheoreom&lt;br /&gt;Oori sarang yeokshi jogeumssik byunhagaetjyo&lt;br /&gt;Hajiman jaebal seulpeo malayo&lt;br /&gt;Oraen chinhan chingu cheoreom&lt;br /&gt;Namaneul mideulsuitgae gidaelsuitgae&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that I’ll be right here, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Nan haejoongae eopneundae&lt;br /&gt;Chorahan najiman&lt;br /&gt;Oneul geudae wihae i norae booleoyo&lt;br /&gt;Tonight geudaeye du noonae&lt;br /&gt;Geu miso dwiae nalwihae gamchweowatdeon&lt;br /&gt;Apeumiboyeoyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together&lt;br /&gt;Nae du soneul nochijima&lt;br /&gt;Annyoungiran maleun haedo&lt;br /&gt;Naegae i saesangeun ojik neo hanagiae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waeroun bami chajaolddaen&lt;br /&gt;Na salmyeosi nooneul gamayo&lt;br /&gt;Geudaeye soomgyeoli nal aneulddae&lt;br /&gt;Mueotdo duryeopji anjyo&lt;br /&gt;E saesang geu eoddeon nugudo&lt;br /&gt;Geudaereul daeshin halsueopjyo&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be there for you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so right&lt;br /&gt;Ibyeoliran maleulhaedo&lt;br /&gt;Geu nuga mweorahaedo nan geudael jikilgae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together&lt;br /&gt;Nae du soneul nochijima&lt;br /&gt;Annyoungiran maleunhaedo&lt;br /&gt;Naegae i saesangeun ojik neo hanagiae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-3666709248961656491?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3666709248961656491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-and-i_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3666709248961656491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/3666709248961656491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-and-i_17.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-1581483041443980542</id><published>2009-11-17T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; tis is the eng subbed...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling down&lt;br /&gt;I'll promise you&lt;br /&gt;That I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, When I fell&lt;br /&gt;you held me back up with an unfaltering gaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You, through those sad times&lt;br /&gt;held my hands till the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be a shabby person who has never done anything for you&lt;br /&gt;But today, I am singing this song just for you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, within those two eyes and a smile&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pains from protecting me&lt;br /&gt;You and I together. It's just feels so right&lt;br /&gt;Even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;You and I together, don't ever let go of my hands&lt;br /&gt;even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love has changed a bit by bit just like others&lt;br /&gt;But don't be sad&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be someone who you can trust like an old friend&lt;br /&gt;and someone you can lean onto&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that I'm be right here baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be a shabby person who has never done anything for you&lt;br /&gt;But today, I am singing this song just for you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, within those two eyes&lt;br /&gt;and smile I can see the pains from protecting me&lt;br /&gt;You and I together. It's just feels so right&lt;br /&gt;Even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;You and I together, don't ever let go of my hands&lt;br /&gt;even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes lightly whenever I feel lonely again&lt;br /&gt;I no longer fear when your breath holds me&lt;br /&gt;No one in the world can replace you&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one in I'll be there for you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I together, It's just feels so right&lt;br /&gt;Even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;You and I together, don't ever let go my hands&lt;br /&gt;even though i bid you goodbye, to me this world is just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-1581483041443980542?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1581483041443980542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-is-eng-subbed_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1581483041443980542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/1581483041443980542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-is-eng-subbed_17.html' title=''/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-4742607512805316977</id><published>2009-11-17T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love for u will never be replaced</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll promise you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'll never let you go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;park bom- you n I&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;loves tis song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother saw cx's blog, n she was lke -.-, so for the safety of cx n my sake, i cant put her link there.... LOLs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= red&gt;moving on for today...&lt;/font color= red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed bak to hlp decorate science lab for 2moro science fair.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But for lke half of the time i spent it somewhere, lookin for the things n turned out nt findin anythin, soorrry guyss T.T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; den Maria, Ronald n Ee cheng so nice treat us big bottle of ice lemon tea, thnkiess to u~ &lt;33&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lacked damm lots of materials lol, its lke we needed 5 pieces of majong paper, n our scotch tape was limited to ther max. haish... i rly dunno wad will happen 2moro, mc is goin to flip... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU FINALLY BAK LERHSSS!!!!!!!! im happie... yet sad cause youre leaving, n i dunno whether the guts i hve is enough. But nt oni u who r leaving, so are the other p6s, even though im scared to even look at them -.- will miss u guys too much... scared i cry T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7664772749354666777-4742607512805316977?l=replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4742607512805316977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-love-for-u-will-never-be-replaced_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4742607512805316977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7664772749354666777/posts/default/4742607512805316977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://replay-thelovestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-love-for-u-will-never-be-replaced_17.html' title='my love for u will never be replaced'/><author><name>ALEXIS▲</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10531942257435071677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u2h1U2c-EPc/S_5bksPuu3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/TEU0d1IiYlI/S220/13052010243.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7664772749354666777.post-2496093649822979790</id><published>2009-11-13T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:06:28.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss u</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;and I'll still shed a tear, every once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;and even though its different now, you're still here somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;My heart wont let u go, and I need you to know, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hannah Montanna- Im miss you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color= yellow&gt;sorry no pics xD.&lt;/font color= yellow&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a second bitch, i tolerated her even longer, cause i thout i cld put her negatives aside, but she treats me lke an idi
