<?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-5048635832213397342</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:35:49.768+08:00</updated><category term='Bday Wishes'/><title type='text'>o✖-*♥-pinkleberry-♥*-✖o</title><subtitle type='html'>♪♥♂N.I.C.O.L.E♀♥♪
      ~Love Me~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6499434680724614249</id><published>2010-04-25T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:01:18.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its one thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its one thing to be strong and another to be prepared for the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am prepared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463748081202802194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9Mh7oJQrhI/AAAAAAAABWQ/DkMglcXkeLQ/s400/reality.gif" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh gosh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its either I am insomniac or I jst hv things on my mind. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;No no.. I'm gonna go pray and sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoo thoughts! Shoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Too much of u is never enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;我只想你一个.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;People don't believe in miracles. But u prove them all wrong. U are my miracle.&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/5048635832213397342-6499434680724614249?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6499434680724614249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6499434680724614249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6499434680724614249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6499434680724614249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-one-thing.html' title='Its one thing...'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9Mh7oJQrhI/AAAAAAAABWQ/DkMglcXkeLQ/s72-c/reality.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4761466420555161229</id><published>2010-04-24T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:58:22.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463731570824410946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS6mMTd0I/AAAAAAAABVg/hzr-EXm0x9M/s400/P1010297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463731580866418562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS7LmgV4I/AAAAAAAABVo/aryGH7UeuUQ/s400/P1010314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463731598637070994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS8NzW-pI/AAAAAAAABV4/oxyk-yahHAM/s400/P1010325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS8lizLoI/AAAAAAAABWA/C7CGjhOpm9w/s1600/P1010330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463731605010067074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS8lizLoI/AAAAAAAABWA/C7CGjhOpm9w/s400/P1010330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS7oo1XNI/AAAAAAAABVw/ibgFvWdghnE/s1600/P1010309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463731588660813010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS7oo1XNI/AAAAAAAABVw/ibgFvWdghnE/s400/P1010309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the effects of flash and the reflection of the cookies in the jar! *love*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The pics above shows u that I was baking cookies!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes cookies that happened to hv brownies texture. :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh well it has 4 kinds of chocolate in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Bittersweet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Milk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*White&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Dark&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't knw what diff does it make but it did turn out well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*hopes* D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks yummy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm probably gonna start selling again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Woots*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm gonna be rich! RICH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*evil laughs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4761466420555161229?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4761466420555161229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4761466420555161229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4761466420555161229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4761466420555161229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/04/baking-cookies.html' title='Baking Cookies!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S9MS6mMTd0I/AAAAAAAABVg/hzr-EXm0x9M/s72-c/P1010297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6494429651534833330</id><published>2009-07-28T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:36:28.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love Me&lt;/span&gt; Hate Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just love me.. It's so much easier tt way.. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There wouldn't be any picture posted as I am too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as Cheryl had said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here I am once again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blogging a post about nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me update u bout what's been going on lately aite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been pretty caught up with stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Been going out quite alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phone died for the 3rd time so it's not currently with Sony..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't ever buy Sony Erricson phone.. Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hey hey hey! Pray for me ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;*prays for God's grace to excel in my upcoming exams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;June.. We have to meet up okay! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;The first time we met was so unofficial..&lt;br /&gt;:( We couldn't even recognise each other.. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;We have so much to talk about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And to all my fellow readers.. I won't be updating my blog anytime soon okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I AM LAzY! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:D miss me dear readers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am gonna resign from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the mean time&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-6494429651534833330?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6494429651534833330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6494429651534833330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6494429651534833330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6494429651534833330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='♥ ♥ ♥'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1716895015575247144</id><published>2009-07-28T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:55:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl was here (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sm7YwvF9j6I/AAAAAAAABUo/qpCmYyedLoc/s1600-h/Snap%21048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sm7YwvF9j6I/AAAAAAAABUo/qpCmYyedLoc/s400/Snap%21048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363462538031632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left nicole &gt; CHERYL ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cheryl is in the house !&lt;br /&gt;As you know , Nicole is like so lazy to update her freaking crazy blog !&lt;br /&gt;So , im one of her awesome friend decided to help her update it .&lt;br /&gt;Give me a clap ? or maybe a kiss ? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ah , she stay back right .! you know what did she do ? she jump like a monkey !&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tipu tipu ahh Nicole .&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh ! nicole said , in this 5 minutes time ! if she didn't update her blog ,she will bank in Rm1000 to every one's account ! AND RM 2000 to those who leave a tag there saying cheryl is awesome . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole just cant resists me ! haiz .. relax k Nicole ? :D&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun  ! spamming her blog ! This is the best thing ever ever ever ! Don't be jealous .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ! u know what ahhhhh you know what ahhhh ! i'm giving away Nicole's t-shirt . You can take it from her wardrobe ! Including her undies and bra ! oh ya she does have this bra state there ! I HEART CHERYL ! omg ? ppl is soooo crazy about me .&lt;br /&gt;Faint . Nicole , you just melted my heartt awwwwwwwwww. i love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la till here . tomorrow , im gonna get screw !&lt;br /&gt;Nicole says she love encik rozali ! OMG OMG OMG !&lt;br /&gt;safe me PEOPLE ! save the world =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1716895015575247144?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1716895015575247144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1716895015575247144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1716895015575247144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1716895015575247144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheryl-was-here.html' title='Cheryl was here (:'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sm7YwvF9j6I/AAAAAAAABUo/qpCmYyedLoc/s72-c/Snap%21048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6642019260921501546</id><published>2009-07-03T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:12:12.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B8UCd3rZImU&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/B8UCd3rZImU&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-6642019260921501546?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6642019260921501546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6642019260921501546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6642019260921501546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6642019260921501546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2698788640610938506</id><published>2009-06-30T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:35:41.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNwSLQuXI/AAAAAAAABUg/pmFUq33FWMg/s1600-h/DSC02426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035861503031666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNwSLQuXI/AAAAAAAABUg/pmFUq33FWMg/s400/DSC02426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It says I'm WILD. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNwBD-Q5I/AAAAAAAABUY/zqZ7o82TGS0/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035856909058962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNwBD-Q5I/AAAAAAAABUY/zqZ7o82TGS0/s400/DSC02358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *sunnies!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNvmK0ESI/AAAAAAAABUQ/SWeZHpWn7-U/s1600-h/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035849689993506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNvmK0ESI/AAAAAAAABUQ/SWeZHpWn7-U/s400/DSC02392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boredom Mayhem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNvY08cNI/AAAAAAAABUI/XDgr0aFZ7nA/s1600-h/DSC02400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353035846108606674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNvY08cNI/AAAAAAAABUI/XDgr0aFZ7nA/s400/DSC02400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMpRApxJI/AAAAAAAABUA/DHBD8XeoaUI/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034641419388050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMpRApxJI/AAAAAAAABUA/DHBD8XeoaUI/s400/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; randomness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMpFstKEI/AAAAAAAABT4/EoRWf0FOK6Y/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034638382934082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMpFstKEI/AAAAAAAABT4/EoRWf0FOK6Y/s400/DSC02415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMo-mULCI/AAAAAAAABTw/oA1kmra-pMo/s1600-h/DSC02416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034636477082658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMo-mULCI/AAAAAAAABTw/oA1kmra-pMo/s400/DSC02416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMorf9UUI/AAAAAAAABTo/DySFfi8T8S0/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034631350145346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMorf9UUI/AAAAAAAABTo/DySFfi8T8S0/s400/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMoQ6-CVI/AAAAAAAABTg/jGovzN-MdPs/s1600-h/DSC02422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353034624215681362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknMoQ6-CVI/AAAAAAAABTg/jGovzN-MdPs/s400/DSC02422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lots more. But too lazy! :X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Let the pics do the talking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XXX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2698788640610938506?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2698788640610938506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2698788640610938506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2698788640610938506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2698788640610938506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SknNwSLQuXI/AAAAAAAABUg/pmFUq33FWMg/s72-c/DSC02426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2569690763698767082</id><published>2009-06-20T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:31:53.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sjzwt9lPJeI/AAAAAAAABTY/vY7fZhod3vU/s1600-h/DSC01903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349415129824830946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sjzwt9lPJeI/AAAAAAAABTY/vY7fZhod3vU/s400/DSC01903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sjzwtr_21cI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TvkTkmyCb_Q/s1600-h/DSC01902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349415125104645570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sjzwtr_21cI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TvkTkmyCb_Q/s400/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjzwtdoNh9I/AAAAAAAABTI/Af3OOC7LHk4/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349415121247373266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjzwtdoNh9I/AAAAAAAABTI/Af3OOC7LHk4/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I look weird in those pictures.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love them! Beat that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So lets seee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Father's Day dad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not be celebrating it with u but it doesn't mean I stopped loving u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had out differences but hey.. We're family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love u Dad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I haven't been there with u throughout the years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry that u couldn't see me growing up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I don't spend enough time with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry that I don't see u often..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for not loving u the way I should..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for being a tough kid growing up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But no matter what, U will always have a place in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through it all, u are still my father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And u may not be perfect, but do knw, no one is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't been that perfect daughter either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it makes u who u are and I love u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY DAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-2569690763698767082?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2569690763698767082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2569690763698767082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2569690763698767082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2569690763698767082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-dad.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day Dad'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sjzwt9lPJeI/AAAAAAAABTY/vY7fZhod3vU/s72-c/DSC01903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6620218585544272822</id><published>2009-06-20T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:18:52.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love lessons From Dads..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I read some interesting stuff online..&lt;br /&gt;Jst thought of sharing.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All out for the babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“My dad taught me that I should date a man with an education and one who has more experience than I have—someone who has seen the world and has already dated plenty of women. The reason? That way, when he finds you, he’ll know he’s got a good catch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have escape money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;“My dad tells me to make sure that I always have money in my pocket when I’m going on a date. He’s old-school and believes in a woman being treated like a queen and expects nothing short of that for his daughters. But for those times when you can’t stand to stay out with a dud any longer, he says you have to be able to pay for your meal — and a cab ride if you need it — so you can escape.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wait for Mr. Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;“Never ever settle—ever. My dad insisted that it’s better to wait around for something great than to waste your time with cheap crap!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beware the b-word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“My father was very adamant about me never being with a guy who didn’t respect women. (I wasn’t even allowed to watch Married With Children growing up, because of the way men on the show treat women.) He also can’t stand the word b*tch, since it’s degrading. This has opened up my eyes to the kind of guys who use the term: Even when guys use it jokingly, it shows a lack of respect, and I now avoid these men.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(I totally agree on this.. Gonna take this advice to heart.. Haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Give him a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“My dad — a theologian and older parent — taught me that if a guy is brave enough to ask you out, and he doesn’t seem like a total con, he deserves one date, even if it’s just coffee and a walk around the block.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Hahaha.. Shld I take this to heart? *considering*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Follow the golden rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“My dad told me to never be too available; instead, make him work to get someone as great as me.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(So true.. *took it to heart*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha.. Okay.. So Now..  As For the BOYS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tell it like it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“When I was 16, I was all upset because I wanted to break up with my girlfriend, but was wracked with guilt over it. My father told me, ‘You’re not doing her any favors by pretending everything is OK. The nicest thing you can ever do is be honest with someone.’ I’ve followed that advice since then and am really grateful for it.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;See with your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;“My dad quotes Confucius to me! He told me, ‘Beauty comes out of lovers’ views,’ which I take to mean that when you see the love of your life, all you ever see is beauty, always.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(It is true.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a kiss-up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;“When I was in high school, my dad told me to bring flowers to my date’s mother when I was picking a girl up for the first time. It’s a little cheesy, but it worked. I still bring a little something the first time I visit a girl’s parents’ home.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I don't knw bout ur mom, but I think she doesn't expect this out of my future boyfriend..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY.. As for my mom.. *yes my mom* My dad nvr talks bout dating besides asking me who's my new man.. *laughters*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well She told me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Never trust a man till he truly earns it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When he gives u the cold shoulder, he's jst plain uninterested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If a man does not offer to pay for ur meal or movie, it jst shows that he'll take u for granted in the future.. (hmmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never ever speak of commitment. (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When he's at fault, let him be the one to come and apologise. Don't be stupid and say sorry first. (exact words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Never let him touch u in unappropriate places. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make him miss u. Don't always entertain him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hahaha okay.. Yes all these are frm my mom and there are so much more.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(secret la tu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-6620218585544272822?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6620218585544272822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6620218585544272822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6620218585544272822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6620218585544272822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-lessons-from-dads.html' title='Love lessons From Dads..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4813908756710607102</id><published>2009-06-18T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:59:15.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[I♥U]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjocmcPdrHI/AAAAAAAABTA/9MMVWJZPVxE/s1600-h/DSC01509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348618954197544050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjocmcPdrHI/AAAAAAAABTA/9MMVWJZPVxE/s400/DSC01509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjocmBVI7ZI/AAAAAAAABS4/ahMBLBgrcqU/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348618946973592978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjocmBVI7ZI/AAAAAAAABS4/ahMBLBgrcqU/s400/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess WHAT!? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole jst got accepted into BMA!&lt;br /&gt;(Broadwalk Modeling Ac..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today in school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vicky missed called me twice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then all of a sudden...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A random number called..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I thought someone was jst up to mischieve..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't bother twice but then finally picked up the third time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess wat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a lady named Terry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She called to inform me tt I was getting the slot and tt I m asked to go for the interview..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D I am so effing nervous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It will be held in PJ Hilton..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The great thing bout it all is tt my mom supports me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hopefully things turn out well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me luck! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now and forever]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[always]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[♥]&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-4813908756710607102?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4813908756710607102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4813908756710607102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4813908756710607102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4813908756710607102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/iu.html' title='[I♥U]'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SjocmcPdrHI/AAAAAAAABTA/9MMVWJZPVxE/s72-c/DSC01509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6032881130351862812</id><published>2009-06-06T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:25:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Belong With Me lyrics</title><content type='html'>You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said'&lt;br /&gt;Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you're fine, I know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry&lt;br /&gt;And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time, how could you not know?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-6032881130351862812?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6032881130351862812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6032881130351862812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6032881130351862812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6032881130351862812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-belong-with-me-lyrics.html' title='You Belong With Me lyrics'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7596189596411987613</id><published>2009-06-06T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:17:16.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged! AGAIN! :X</title><content type='html'>1 ) How do you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;I was happy! :D But I got dragged out of bed.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ) Would you consider yourself as a well-being person ?&lt;br /&gt;haha sure.. Why not? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Have you ever visited an orphanage or an old folk's?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. A few times.. More or less like a volunteer thing with my dad last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ) Have you ever had a best friend who is trustworthy ?&lt;br /&gt;Of cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) Do you want someone to be dead ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. No.. Wouldn't hv the heart to even think of such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) Do you love to go to school ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Depending on the reasons.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ) Who was the last person who texted you ?&lt;br /&gt;Wen Chun.. Haha always the first and the last person to msg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) Do you want any food to eat right now ?&lt;br /&gt;No thank you.. I jst had nandos.. Too full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) What are you doing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Messaging Wen Chun, Chatting with Kevin and Brandy and doing this post. Multitasker! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) What are you thinking right now ?&lt;br /&gt;My secret.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 ) List 15 lucky people Whom you tag :&lt;br /&gt;OKAY sure ! victim ! :D&lt;br /&gt;1 - Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;2 - Sharon&lt;br /&gt;3 - Brandy&lt;br /&gt;4 - Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;5 - Joshua&lt;br /&gt;6 - Wen Chun&lt;br /&gt;7 - Charles&lt;br /&gt;8 - Prasad&lt;br /&gt;9 - Megan&lt;br /&gt;10 - Ee-Wei&lt;br /&gt;11 - Dione&lt;br /&gt;12 - Galvin Wong&lt;br /&gt;13 - Benjamin Chai&lt;br /&gt;14 - Arthur Chen&lt;br /&gt;15 - Arthur Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 ) Is number 10 your close friend ? ( Ee-Wei )&lt;br /&gt;Best friend and sister.. Eh De Ja Vu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 ) Does Number 3 know Number 4 ? ( Brandy &amp;amp; Jeremy )&lt;br /&gt;Of cos! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 ) Is number 13 single ? ( Benjamin Chai )&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. He dates every new girl he sees. So I oso dunno. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 ) Does number 6 love studying ? ( Wen Chun )&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Obsessed when exams are arnd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 ) Is number 1 a genius ? ( Cheryl )&lt;br /&gt;A genius at arguing.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 ) When was the last time you chatted with number 11 ? ( Dione )&lt;br /&gt;Ystday! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) Say number 5's characteristics . ( Joshua )&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahah he is MAD! The CRAZY one.. :P He's a great friend.. Then he lets u draw on his hand oso.. And he loves bullying me! EH no one can ask him to bully u ok! He bully me and only me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 ) What will you do if number 14 &amp;amp; 15 fight ? :O ( Arthur Chen &amp;amp; Arthur Lee)&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. 2 Skinny and tall ppl fighting.. I don't see it going anywhere so I'll leave it alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 ) Do you like being friends with number 2 &amp;amp; number 12 ? ( Sharon &amp;amp; Galvin )&lt;br /&gt;Haha! No... I LOVE being friends with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 ) Does number 7 have siblings ? ( Charles )&lt;br /&gt;Yes. One. Steph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 ) Does number 8 &amp;amp; number 9 love music ? ( Prasad &amp;amp; Megan )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. Sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUH BYE! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7596189596411987613?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7596189596411987613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7596189596411987613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7596189596411987613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7596189596411987613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-again-x.html' title='Tagged! AGAIN! :X'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4882977147901981860</id><published>2009-06-06T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:41:32.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged! :O</title><content type='html'>Rules and regulation of the tag ;All 21 people must do unless you don't have a blog. Write the names of 21 friends you can think of in your head. And then answer the questions , Say you're guessing if you don't know , but at least guess on all of them. After doing this , tag your unlucky friends to do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;2. Sharon&lt;br /&gt;3. Charles&lt;br /&gt;4. Wen Chun&lt;br /&gt;5. Ee-Wei&lt;br /&gt;6. Dione&lt;br /&gt;7. Wei Hua *uncle*&lt;br /&gt;8. Megan&lt;br /&gt;9. Galvin Wong Donkey&lt;br /&gt;10. Josephine Wong Catwoman&lt;br /&gt;11. Prasad&lt;br /&gt;12. Vicky Kandasamy&lt;br /&gt;13.Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;14. Brandy Peter&lt;br /&gt;15. Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;16. Joshua *goat*&lt;br /&gt;17. Arthur Chen&lt;br /&gt;18. Natalie&lt;br /&gt;19. Sereen&lt;br /&gt;20. Simon Tan&lt;br /&gt;21. Joshua Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How do you meet 7 (Wei Hua) ?&lt;br /&gt;My uncle? Haha.. I met him through my family of cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you and 15 had never met (Jeremy) ?&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. Then I don't hv him to bully.. And I love his sarcasm.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 1 dated (Simon Tan &amp;amp; Cheryl) ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! Ok? No comment. FYI: Well they're both skinny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17 cried (Arthur Chen) ?&lt;br /&gt;Turtle? Cry? Eh male turtles don't lay eggs.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 16 make a good couple (Wen Chun &amp;amp; Joshua *goat*) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Wen Chun can never turn gay.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11 is attractive (Prasad) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha sure! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's 2 favourite colour (Sharon) ?&lt;br /&gt;Emm... Pink?! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9 (Galvin Wong Donkey) ?&lt;br /&gt;Last night.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What language does 8 speak (Megan) ?&lt;br /&gt;English, BM and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13 going out with (Jonathan) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I oso dunnno.. I shld question him~! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 17 (Arthur) ?&lt;br /&gt;*awkward silence* Haha! Its not possible to date a turrrrtle. :X oh no. He'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where does 18 live (Natalie) ?&lt;br /&gt;Oooh... I'm not too sure..  : I think its near to Phoebe.. =\ Damansara? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the best thing about 4 (Wen Chun) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. His company.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 10 right now (Josephine Wong)?&lt;br /&gt;Please bully Galvin moreee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the best thing about 20 (Simon Tan) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. His spinning ring! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kiss 2 (Sharon) ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. I think I did before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the best memory you have of 5 (Ee-Wei a.k.a Ellie) ?&lt;br /&gt;Our camwhore session with Dione! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When's the next time you're going to see 4 (Wen Chun) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. If I do get to go out.. Next week probably! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7 different from 6 (Wei Hua and Dione) ?&lt;br /&gt;What a weird question. Sex. Age. Looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 2 pretty (Sharon) ?&lt;br /&gt;Of Cos!? What a question! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was your 1st impression of 15 (Jeremy) ?&lt;br /&gt;Stuck up.. :P hahaha well he looks stuck up only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How did you meet 3 (Charles) ?&lt;br /&gt;School mate! In form 2. Haha when he went after someone I was close to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 5 your best friend (Ee-Wei) ?&lt;br /&gt;She's my sister! AND my Best Friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate 12 (Vicky Kandasamy) ?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be able to.. :) He's family! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen 18 in the last month (Natalie) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeap! In church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. When was the last time you saw 16 (Joshua) ?&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you been to 5's house (Ee-Wei) ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! Saw her dalmation doggy! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When's the next time you'll see 10 (Josephine Wong Catwoman) ?&lt;br /&gt;When school reopens gua.. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you close to 11 (Prasad) ?&lt;br /&gt;Quite okay la.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you been to the movies with 4 (Wen Chun) ?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Yeap! 4 times alrd I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you gotten in trouble with 8 (Megan) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. When we were younger, we were at each others neck!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you give 19 a hug (Sereen) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha sure why not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When have you lied to 3 (Charles) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I don't rmbr lying to him before wor.. O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Is 11 good at socializing (Prasad) ?&lt;br /&gt;I suppose? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What's the best thing about your friendship with 9 (Galvin Wong Donkey) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Well... He can tolerate my nonsense really well and he's a reli good listener.. Oh and he's reli matured as well.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Has 21 met your parents (Joshua Nathan) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I don't knw.. In church maybe la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. How did you meet 11 (Prasad) ?&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3 (Charles) ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! :P But not reli bad la.. NAILS! *v*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you live close to 7 (Wei Hua)?&lt;br /&gt;Quite far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is 8's favourite food (Megan) ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Japanese.. If i'm not mistaken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What kind of car does 1 have (Cheryl) ?&lt;br /&gt;No Car! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you traveled anywhere with 9 (Galvin Wong Donkey) ?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.. Haha.. I think he'd die being arnd me for over 24 hours! :P He'd probably commit suicide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you give 14 a $100 , What would she / he spend it on (Brandy Peter) ?&lt;br /&gt;Comics! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm done! Liberated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4882977147901981860?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4882977147901981860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4882977147901981860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4882977147901981860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4882977147901981860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-o.html' title='Tagged! :O'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-638127439109772805</id><published>2009-06-06T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:45:18.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Taylor's songs..</title><content type='html'>I happen to be crazy over a few songs right now..&lt;br /&gt;One of them is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor Swift- You Belong With Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson- The Day We Fell Apart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson- Addicted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson- I hate Myself for Losing You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson- My life would suck w/o you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha.. Ok so anyways.. I jst came home from S'ban.. I'll post up pictures later or something.. Right now, I'm too lazy and I have to attend to my Nandos! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Secrets unrevealed. Who am I to believe?]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[Confussion]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[What if I blamed the wrong person?]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[I blame myself for losing you...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[I shld have given you the chance to explain yourself.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[I'm sorry and I forgive you.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okok.. =D BB! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This will be confussing but wtv..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not telling u.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;myself for&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; loving&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-638127439109772805?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/638127439109772805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=638127439109772805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/638127439109772805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/638127439109772805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-of-taylors-songs.html' title='Best of Taylor&apos;s songs..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5214364519100036370</id><published>2009-06-02T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:38:11.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Bounderies</title><content type='html'>Damn it.. I loved it when Adam Lambert sang No Bounderies.. Kris so doesn't deserve to win.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seconds, hours, so many days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what you want but how long can you wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every moment lasts forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you feel you've lost your way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what if my chances were already gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i started beleiving that i could be wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you gave me one good reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to fight and never walk awayso here i am still holding on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with every step you climb another mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every breath its harder to beleive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get to that one place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you think the road is going no where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they take you by the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and show you that you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i fought to the limit to stand on the edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what if today is as good as it gets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know where the futures heading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nothings gonna bring me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jummped every bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;run every line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i risk being safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i always knew why, i always knew why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here i am still holding on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with every step you climb another mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every breath its harder to beleive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get to that one place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you think the road is going no where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they take you by the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and show you that you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can go higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can go deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;above and beneath you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;break every rule 'cause theres nothing between you and your dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with every step you climb another mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every breath its harder to beleive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll make it through the pain, weather the hurricanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get to that one place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you think the road is going no wherejust when you almost gave up on your dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they take you by the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and show you that you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah, there are no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5214364519100036370?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5214364519100036370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5214364519100036370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5214364519100036370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5214364519100036370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-bounderies.html' title='No Bounderies'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5024230623783238645</id><published>2009-06-01T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:12:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOL0cCsoGI/AAAAAAAABSw/pn7GHXMbUiI/s1600-h/valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267315988504674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOL0cCsoGI/AAAAAAAABSw/pn7GHXMbUiI/s400/valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLz-awUiI/AAAAAAAABSo/B3-jqZYNAkw/s1600-h/05_teaching_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267308036346402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLz-awUiI/AAAAAAAABSo/B3-jqZYNAkw/s400/05_teaching_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Love is a lesson yet Love is still a mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLz-WTwfI/AAAAAAAABSg/3lnz4biMPdQ/s1600-h/meplusyouweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267308017697266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLz-WTwfI/AAAAAAAABSg/3lnz4biMPdQ/s400/meplusyouweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be giving a lesson on love today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLziX11yI/AAAAAAAABSY/pxuzbw4s9So/s1600-h/Love.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267300507932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLziX11yI/AAAAAAAABSY/pxuzbw4s9So/s400/Love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; view on what love is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLze-LNOI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oCHNS6G3uB4/s1600-h/love+is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267299594974434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOLze-LNOI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oCHNS6G3uB4/s400/love+is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Love are a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I chose this topic because I'm inspired for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;And this goes out to those who are in love and those who are trying to find love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let the pictures above give you a preview on what love may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I for one.. Have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; much about love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even in my recent English essay test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel really strongly about love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its way beyond explanation's ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am here to advocate on what love is on my side of the spectrum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have many metaphors about love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is a metamorphosis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It changes at intervals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a caterpillar will grow into a beautiful butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I say love changes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is because..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is always sweet and serene in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at the same time shallow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In time it changes.. Blossoms into a whole new Dimension..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is when feeling grows deeper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though its deep.. Yet its still at the point where u can let go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now.. This is where it grows into an eternal feeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will be the time where u know living a life w/o the one u love wouldn't be of any meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no matter what happens.. The fights, The hurt, The bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will still be able to overlook it all and will love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; other half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; the way you did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sometimes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very often so, fights just make the bond between each other stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U learn through you mistakes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;u'll&lt;/span&gt; learn how to value the person even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love gives u the ability to look at an imperfect individual perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what I call..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; heart and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Its not literally so please don't be stupid and comment about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; a way of saying something in a descriptive form.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U accept the flaws of a person, u learn the ways of that person, u don't change that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; how it should work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If u are looking for love, and all u do is try to change that person, save the effort, save the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos you can't change a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That ain't love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos love isn't about changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is accepting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can't accept the flaws of the person u think u may love, don't get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt; into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm saying this not because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; judging that you don't love that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By not being able to accept that person, be it trivial matters from pet peeves to major bad habits, this will cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of troubles between u and the other individual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In cases like this.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;U'll&lt;/span&gt; find it hard to agree on things and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where all the arguments and fights all begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A.K.A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It will turn out to be the next WORLD WAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; there goes my drama..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways.. All I'm saying is, find a person who has all the characters and pet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;peeves&lt;/span&gt; u can tolerate and accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not.. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; spell danger zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else can I say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is a gamble.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must be wondering why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not trying to imply love is a game and its to be toyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When I said Love is a gamble..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture a gambling scene..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You as the gambler..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You bet your money on something u know u might not win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where u take the risk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And deep down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; crossing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; fingers hoping u win the big prize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its all about taking risks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You risk having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; heart broken..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You risk having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; effort go to waste..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But love is giving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; heart to that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;person, trusting that person not to break it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And at the same time, risking every possibilities that you may get hurt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See.. Love isn't all that beautiful like what ppl describe eh.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LESSON 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If i'm inspired again.. I'll give LESSON 2. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in a very bad mood and need some cooling off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah.. =) Good bye.. Enjoy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/5048635832213397342-5024230623783238645?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5024230623783238645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5024230623783238645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5024230623783238645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5024230623783238645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/lesson-1.html' title='Lesson 1'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiOL0cCsoGI/AAAAAAAABSw/pn7GHXMbUiI/s72-c/valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4998326519983882</id><published>2009-06-01T02:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:07:08.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~My thousand Apologies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiLU6DvjxjI/AAAAAAAABSI/6zHUXceW5dg/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342066201917113906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiLU6DvjxjI/AAAAAAAABSI/6zHUXceW5dg/s400/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alexander Choo Wen Chun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Handsome up here missed the whole gang complimenting each other session..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'll do my part by complimenting him here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*laughters*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First: He makes me smile a smile no one has ever made me smile.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second: He listens to all my probs and I'm really comfortable with him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third: He has a sexy side smile.. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fourth: He so does NOT have an innocent face like he tries to put on when he's trying to deny something.. Hahaha.. Which is really adorable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fifth: He has a nice back. Its really well built...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sixth: His shoulders are broad.. Makes him have a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shape body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seventh: His morning voice.. Sweeter than any melody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eighth: His eyes portray his emotions.. I find it really easy to understand him that way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll leave it at eighth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna know why? Ask me and see if i'd tell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I don't.. Then poor u larh.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok.. Wen Chun.. U can stop blushing now.. And now u can click the x button above on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;) haha..&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/5048635832213397342-4998326519983882?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4998326519983882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4998326519983882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4998326519983882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4998326519983882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thousand-apologies.html' title='~My thousand Apologies~'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiLU6DvjxjI/AAAAAAAABSI/6zHUXceW5dg/s72-c/DSC00498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-437205973837136804</id><published>2009-05-31T19:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:45:33.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminise..</title><content type='html'>Post delayed frm 30th August.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I went out with the gang to Mid Valley..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was dead exhausted when I came back.. *arnd 9+++*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other side of the spectrum, I had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEN CHUN was the latest to the train station.. tsk tsk tsk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I thought, I a.k.a vain as hell, wld be the latest..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I literally dragged my mom out of bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes.. I dragged her out till she was in the toilet and put the toothpaste for her and shoved the toothbrush in her hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there she is calling me stubborn! -.-&lt;br /&gt;She shld realise I got it from her and be happy I'm so much like her than my dad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was the 4th to reach there.. Josh was the only guy present at tt time.. Poor boy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doinkers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy the organiser told Wen Chun to be at the lrt at 10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he told us all to be there at 9.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;*pokes on the vodoo doll*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways.. We talked alot in the train.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yada yada yada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S.- Wen Chun is interupting me atm so it'll take this post longer to be posted.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We reached there and walked arnd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy promised me shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There wasn't any!.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*pokes the vodoo doll again!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bought tickets for a movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We watched Terminator Salvation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was nice though I as a matter of fact hate movies with violence..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vicky and Wen Chun can tell u why.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat at number 6 this time.. In between Vicky and WC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! I had free drinks throughout the movie! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So before the movie.. We stopped by McD cos I was complaning tt I was hungry.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hevin punched me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*pout*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPhnaYlxI/AAAAAAAABR0/5ahOGD3cQ-E/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341989915692930834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPhnaYlxI/AAAAAAAABR0/5ahOGD3cQ-E/s400/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we went to Topshop! =D Jeremy, Joshua, Brandon, Ee-Wei and Dione was there with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This panties so matches my top! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPhFNSNvI/AAAAAAAABRs/E2P0rDOWcMw/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341989906511181554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPhFNSNvI/AAAAAAAABRs/E2P0rDOWcMw/s400/DSC01542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPg8pFaWI/AAAAAAAABRk/M_iU8OGzmrA/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341989904211863906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPg8pFaWI/AAAAAAAABRk/M_iU8OGzmrA/s400/DSC01543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-kay.. I look high.. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPgvaZAII/AAAAAAAABRc/DRwbBgX37Q4/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341989900660572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPgvaZAII/AAAAAAAABRc/DRwbBgX37Q4/s400/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh I love this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a cowgirl and I love to ride horses.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read it between the lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLrjFnXHI/AAAAAAAABRM/ZHHJOfBegaM/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341985688284257394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLrjFnXHI/AAAAAAAABRM/ZHHJOfBegaM/s400/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad attempt to take the pic cos the salesgirl forbid me frm taking pics.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's so obviously jealous I'm hot. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLrUH5hgI/AAAAAAAABRE/_gpMfnbpphk/s1600-h/DSC01546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341985684267304450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLrUH5hgI/AAAAAAAABRE/_gpMfnbpphk/s400/DSC01546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I had to go to bobby brown to get something for my mom. And the guys went to MPH. Except for Jeremy and Dione.. They got a treat fot being so nice and following me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought the ice cream in front of bobby brown.. Its a stall called Gelato Fruity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We kept testing all the flavours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dione and I kept feeding Jeremy the bigger portion of the ice cream that we didn't like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xp In the end.. We picked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLqgEOSSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gnDIRqEFZUA/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341985670293244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLqgEOSSI/AAAAAAAABQ0/gnDIRqEFZUA/s400/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341986512932790498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKMbjJJYOI/AAAAAAAABRU/_78VIJWTsA0/s400/DSC01548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLqS4SDRI/AAAAAAAABQs/X1DXkOhRM_k/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341985666753498386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKLqS4SDRI/AAAAAAAABQs/X1DXkOhRM_k/s400/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHYOuVyKI/AAAAAAAABQk/uo0RQ8-VA20/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980958353901730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHYOuVyKI/AAAAAAAABQk/uo0RQ8-VA20/s400/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Movie.. We all went to the bowling alley.. My screen name was DUH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEXY! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I arm wrestled with wen chun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said I was strong! X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then right.. After that my hand pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=( All ur fault wen chun.. U big bully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end Wen Chun played my game and we ended up with the score 61..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am partly to be blamed..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the gutter queen.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHX7_4npI/AAAAAAAABQc/XUSmawAxLeI/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980953327214226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHX7_4npI/AAAAAAAABQc/XUSmawAxLeI/s400/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen Chun and Prasad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXpdOqTI/AAAAAAAABQU/-AkwnsqMM_8/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980948350019890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXpdOqTI/AAAAAAAABQU/-AkwnsqMM_8/s400/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prasad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXR-7plI/AAAAAAAABQM/u26aabKG8T0/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980942048929362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXR-7plI/AAAAAAAABQM/u26aabKG8T0/s400/DSC01555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua and me below! =D See his braces shine? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXMVOrcI/AAAAAAAABQE/Gv-IUhkf7IA/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980940531838402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKHXMVOrcI/AAAAAAAABQE/Gv-IUhkf7IA/s400/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after all the bowling.. We went to eat dinner at Chillis.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys talking at the waiting area..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at Wen Chun. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's arguing with Vicky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His hand is always in that position when he's trying to prove he's right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he'd go like.. Dei..! *starts to argue*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFsdHmfjI/AAAAAAAABP8/arnXvGDnrkY/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341979106792078898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFsdHmfjI/AAAAAAAABP8/arnXvGDnrkY/s400/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ee-Wei and Joshua.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFsPiFdeI/AAAAAAAABP0/epjgHr50CtY/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341979103145063906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFsPiFdeI/AAAAAAAABP0/epjgHr50CtY/s400/DSC01559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ee-Wei and the guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrw1cZ7I/AAAAAAAABPs/eo0Ra-YfKCc/s1600-h/DSC01560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341979094904760242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrw1cZ7I/AAAAAAAABPs/eo0Ra-YfKCc/s400/DSC01560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and the guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrfkDeII/AAAAAAAABPk/doONq2lT7Zg/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341979090268420226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrfkDeII/AAAAAAAABPk/doONq2lT7Zg/s400/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family picture.! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrJDt8jI/AAAAAAAABPc/XMDtWcYA-3Y/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341979084227211826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKFrJDt8jI/AAAAAAAABPc/XMDtWcYA-3Y/s400/DSC01562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family Picture 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341974595917707138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBl4zV94I/AAAAAAAABO0/P9Olj7SvsLw/s400/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmpxV1aI/AAAAAAAABPM/EVvkccBTZqg/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341974609062647202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmpxV1aI/AAAAAAAABPM/EVvkccBTZqg/s400/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets Pray for our meals.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmVCMmCI/AAAAAAAABPE/uPBrIk-Pjcg/s1600-h/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341974603496200226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmVCMmCI/AAAAAAAABPE/uPBrIk-Pjcg/s400/DSC01567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The table design..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So signature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmCV5QuI/AAAAAAAABO8/ErUKK60L0F8/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341974598478545634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmCV5QuI/AAAAAAAABO8/ErUKK60L0F8/s400/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Lamb Steak! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341974611785632866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKBmz6jTGI/AAAAAAAABPU/BaGfKL3KatU/s400/DSC01569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dione's chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_vZOeYFI/AAAAAAAABOs/hFddMm2Lxyk/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341972560217006162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_vZOeYFI/AAAAAAAABOs/hFddMm2Lxyk/s400/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ee-Wei's Salmon steak with rice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_vItbnYI/AAAAAAAABOk/nQdcropAkNI/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341972555783445890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_vItbnYI/AAAAAAAABOk/nQdcropAkNI/s400/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And all the guys ate burger.. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_u0Z4X9I/AAAAAAAABOc/RF0TOqD0yIU/s1600-h/DSC01572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341972550332735442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_u0Z4X9I/AAAAAAAABOc/RF0TOqD0yIU/s400/DSC01572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok.. So.. We received our food and we talked and ate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys had to start a topic on SHIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes literally poop u knw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Wen Chun had to elaborate on how he had to squeez his poop out till his veins all popped out.. And there goes Brandon telling us how he couldn't flush the toilet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when he did it all bubbled and remained floating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*elch!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it went on and on and on.. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were grossed out but HEY! We all had a great time laughing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha... Nowander Brandy's toilet smells like Nasi Lemak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers are floating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ewww ok I didn't hv to think tt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner.. We all started cheering..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the first! Ok so what? I cheered twice.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to a new start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to our friendship and beyond..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy said a good one but I can't exactly rmbr what.. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW The bill summed up to 300+ Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Vicky the genius to count for us.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After tt we all rushed to go home as it was alrd quite late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way.. I saw this reli cute boy and trailed him! Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby D-U-H..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_utbtZKI/AAAAAAAABOU/TM1q3Ij3G_c/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341972548461356194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_utbtZKI/AAAAAAAABOU/TM1q3Ij3G_c/s400/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So We reached the train station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played my li'l eye spies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we guessed and guessed... *story goes on*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly this really fast train passed us and something was flying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Wen Chun moved few steps back and said.. Eh! Cockroach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then he realised afterwards it was jst a leaf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He.. *falls to the ground and starts lauging and so did everyone else*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha! Hillarious yet adorable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so then we boarded the train and made alot of inside jokes bout Vicky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were the noisiest among all the passengers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. In the train.. U know there's a door that leads to the other capsule?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*the connection*&lt;br /&gt;It oppened while this lady was squatting down with her baby very close to the door..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandy, trying to be a hero and all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked up there to close the door but it suddenly shut on its own..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats when WE ALL laughed so loudly! Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor hero of the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U probably won't find it funny.. U'd hv to be there to understand the situation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*laughs as I reminised bout that scene*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Brandy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so the next train..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandy and Josh lied to Wen Chun tt the train was coming alrd so Wen Chun grabbed my wrist and hurried me down.. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jst to find out they were jst kidding.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*smacks them*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they started laughing all over again..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so after tt everyone went home.. Bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the day ended..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My head ended up spinning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I was tooo exhausted.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never try not sleeping again.. Never.. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.. I wore this today to church! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_uaruaWI/AAAAAAAABOM/6yPBXD4HJvQ/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341972543428258146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiJ_uaruaWI/AAAAAAAABOM/6yPBXD4HJvQ/s400/DSC01579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the oh so long post.. ByE! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~XxXxXx~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nicole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-437205973837136804?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/437205973837136804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=437205973837136804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/437205973837136804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/437205973837136804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/reminise.html' title='Reminise..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SiKPhnaYlxI/AAAAAAAABR0/5ahOGD3cQ-E/s72-c/DSC01541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3473519847151046513</id><published>2009-05-30T07:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:55:11.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've become a monster..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay.. Maybe not.. Considering the fact that I still look HOT! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I jst got back from God knows where.. Its like 7.44am and I'm here blogging..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what's worst?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm like going out in 2 hours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm such a busy woman..&lt;br /&gt;Today's outing will go on till arnd 9?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say good bye beauty sleep and hello eye bags..&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;Owell! I'm gonna have fun babeh! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camwhoring sessions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy will be bringing some girls frm his church..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sceptical*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope I get along well with them.. ;)&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;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who'll be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Brandy, Joshua, Jeremy, Wen Chun *Alex*, Hevin and his sisters, Vicknesh, Ee-wei, Dione, Gurls frm Jeremy's church and i'm not sure who else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Is Prasad and Ridz going? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay... Nevermind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We'll get to that later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So... They can't decide on what to watch yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;= Dilemma much.. Cos Jeremy apparently watched x-men alrd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And Terminator Salvation according to Cheryl's sister is a disaster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats left?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chick Flicks!? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Whats been going on these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Drama babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;♥s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her dramas.. ;)&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Yes.. So I've known to be hella drama queen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I shall say it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Drama!&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The weird thing that happened on Friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;While I was eating with this guy friend of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He out of the blue commented on my boobies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-.- You reli don't wanna knw what he said..&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. I'm serious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fine fine.. I shall tell u then..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Babe.. You've got sexy boobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;See I told u! Stop gagging.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;And Galvin.. If ur reading this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Stop that choking act or i'll literally kick u when school re-opens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;response to that was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;*kof kof* What!?&lt;br /&gt;*laughters*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks? *continues eating*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;That was an awkward moment I tell u.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;But then again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DRAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;If u can't take it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Leave it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;U knw what they say.. If the music is too loud, you're jst old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So.. If the drama is too much, you're jst boring.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh! Another announcement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going back to Seremban!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hahaha.. I wanna see my gurls!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Sharlyn.. You so hv to get something planned babe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Make sure its a big crowd.. Bring the "boyfriends" too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've been missing u ppl heaps..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*squeels!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Another announcement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Guess who's returning back to the mainland next week?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Benjamin Chai&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;He owes me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm too lazy to blog already..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll tty &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt; aite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;s..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-3473519847151046513?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3473519847151046513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3473519847151046513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3473519847151046513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3473519847151046513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/marriage.html' title='Marriage?!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-20051680654097728</id><published>2009-05-29T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:11:24.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Hair.. =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XopljYVI/AAAAAAAABNk/VEhF29gAJMU/s1600-h/layered-spiky-hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341154407698620754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XopljYVI/AAAAAAAABNk/VEhF29gAJMU/s400/layered-spiky-hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Okay so I'm planning to cut my hair reli short.. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The picture above is my current hairstyle but my fringe is jst longer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;SO... Please vote on which hairstyle shld I go for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoRABSXI/AAAAAAAABNc/C8KkzlvfcH0/s1600-h/long_cute_hair_style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341154401098746226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoRABSXI/AAAAAAAABNc/C8KkzlvfcH0/s400/long_cute_hair_style.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Shld I keep my hair long and go for this hairstyle above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Long-curly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoC5FNAI/AAAAAAAABNU/xvdHCh-R-l0/s1600-h/%3D).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341154397311546370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoC5FNAI/AAAAAAAABNU/xvdHCh-R-l0/s400/%3D).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. Or shld I go for this semi short soft look hairstyle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*semi-short*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoF4briI/AAAAAAAABNM/6olURAmPTbI/s1600-h/short.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341154398114131490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XoF4briI/AAAAAAAABNM/6olURAmPTbI/s400/short.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Lastly.. Pixie-cut! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;*pixie-cut*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please vote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-20051680654097728?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/20051680654097728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=20051680654097728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/20051680654097728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/20051680654097728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-hair-d.html' title='Short Hair.. =D'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh-XopljYVI/AAAAAAAABNk/VEhF29gAJMU/s72-c/layered-spiky-hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5830522915456088996</id><published>2009-05-28T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:39:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nCDr7r_I/AAAAAAAABNE/oS_IhH2s3t4/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819493154959346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nCDr7r_I/AAAAAAAABNE/oS_IhH2s3t4/s400/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My Mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nB0PcaAI/AAAAAAAABM8/K0BSKIRXJo0/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819489008936962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nB0PcaAI/AAAAAAAABM8/K0BSKIRXJo0/s400/DSC00996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My Grandma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBrC8NYI/AAAAAAAABM0/XGM--d86mhw/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819486540576130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBrC8NYI/AAAAAAAABM0/XGM--d86mhw/s400/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Grandpa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBb1psZI/AAAAAAAABMs/4MlIxJ9oj-Y/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819482458304914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBb1psZI/AAAAAAAABMs/4MlIxJ9oj-Y/s400/DSC01009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Grandparents.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBCXTF5I/AAAAAAAABMk/-DtcCxYNRWo/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340819475620108178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nBCXTF5I/AAAAAAAABMk/-DtcCxYNRWo/s400/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me and Mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIjnmeXI/AAAAAAAABMc/K4yhfdlE_dA/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817405782686066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIjnmeXI/AAAAAAAABMc/K4yhfdlE_dA/s400/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Me and Mom Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIQDmQEI/AAAAAAAABMU/wgmDKVrpqtQ/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817400531402818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIQDmQEI/AAAAAAAABMU/wgmDKVrpqtQ/s400/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haha.. Me and Granny.. *ppl say we look alike so they always think she's my mom and my mom is my sibling. -.-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIEC1roI/AAAAAAAABMM/k3BJ1q_icFY/s1600-h/DSC01026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817397306994306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lIEC1roI/AAAAAAAABMM/k3BJ1q_icFY/s400/DSC01026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The three Generations.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lH63C1UI/AAAAAAAABME/kczdV3mL3-o/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817394841605442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lH63C1UI/AAAAAAAABME/kczdV3mL3-o/s400/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Me and Grandpa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; I love the lightings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So romantic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lHuo0DqI/AAAAAAAABL8/i1dwblVc5yI/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340817391560691362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5lHuo0DqI/AAAAAAAABL8/i1dwblVc5yI/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok.. The whole family..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoy the pictures.. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ate at some vietnamese place for dinner.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha.. Nice place... And if the pictures are blurr... Blame the waitress.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She wanted to get in the picture..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My mom was like... errrr...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Help us take the picture first pls...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL&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/5048635832213397342-5830522915456088996?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5830522915456088996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5830522915456088996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5830522915456088996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5830522915456088996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5nCDr7r_I/AAAAAAAABNE/oS_IhH2s3t4/s72-c/DSC00995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4113914356683647668</id><published>2009-05-28T17:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:58:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Home Baby.. (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I knw i hv been gone for long.. Blame school for giving us exams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hahaha.. Well whats been going on? I'll post later.. Now.. I'm having a dillema...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm trying to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340801577686938802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5WvPXgNLI/AAAAAAAABK0/5fHo_CEOkFA/s400/waist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm trying to acheive the ideal waistline.. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mine is a 25 inch right now..  and my WHR is 0.7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHR is where u take the size of ur waistline diveded by ur hip measurement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm not even sure what is the ideal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do u knw whats the ideal waistline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pls comment in my cbox if u do.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With and ideal waistline.. I can wear anything and look fab..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the red dresses below..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn I love the first one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340807503774606050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5cILw54uI/AAAAAAAABK8/6v4Z0xQOr2k/s400/red+dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is so nice... It accentuates the waist so well..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the satin gives a soft touch to the body making it look slimmer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats wat satin does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340807507011435746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5cIX0n_OI/AAAAAAAABLE/jUUjz1Pj2Po/s400/sexy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh damn.. If i were to ever get married..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm so gonna hv to hv this gown...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Who says i hv to go all old school..? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340807512071922802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5cIqrI5HI/AAAAAAAABLM/Z8w8019Bc3s/s400/red+wed+gown.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Haha.. I did come to a conclusion where I kinda decided not to get married..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well its still sort of an open decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It might change under circumstances.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why I decided?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well tts cos.. I see marriages fail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Not one marriage is spared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Men change after marriage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They treat their wives coldly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Get bored of them and cheats on them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They why marry in the first place right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hahaha.. How ironic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;owell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;From a gril who spoke of her dream wedding before this is sorta changing her mind.. X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;However..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Emphasise the fact tt its an OPEN decision.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaha... I'm a girl who can't resist a beautiful gown, roses and a wedding party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How can I refuse the man of my dreams if so he comes my way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;;) But one thing's for sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the future.. I won't be the first one in the relationship to talk about commitment and marriages..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If things are going great at tt moment.. I wld jst like keeping it tt way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why change things? Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*nic*&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/5048635832213397342-4113914356683647668?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4113914356683647668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4113914356683647668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4113914356683647668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4113914356683647668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-home-baby.html' title='I&apos;m Home Baby.. (;'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sh5WvPXgNLI/AAAAAAAABK0/5fHo_CEOkFA/s72-c/waist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1726064847364396988</id><published>2009-04-18T18:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:33:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SenNSMIJbQI/AAAAAAAABKs/fGP0pbw8OqE/s1600-h/chance+nicole.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326013746719059202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SenNSMIJbQI/AAAAAAAABKs/fGP0pbw8OqE/s400/chance+nicole.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where the hell is the chance card when I desperately need one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SenI1OQEJAI/AAAAAAAABKk/1kzemfwBlhw/s1600-h/chance.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326008851026420738" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SenI1OQEJAI/AAAAAAAABKk/1kzemfwBlhw/s400/chance.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been a bitch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been unfair&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been mean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been difficult&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been selfish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been unforgiving..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Life's been Hell..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When is the day of redemption?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1726064847364396988?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1726064847364396988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1726064847364396988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1726064847364396988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1726064847364396988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/chances.html' title='Chances'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SenNSMIJbQI/AAAAAAAABKs/fGP0pbw8OqE/s72-c/chance+nicole.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7494176738538075403</id><published>2009-03-30T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:36:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SdBnm3s3HjI/AAAAAAAABKc/ZQFNscse1Ik/s1600-h/candy+sweet+16!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318865077409357362" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SdBnm3s3HjI/AAAAAAAABKc/ZQFNscse1Ik/s400/candy+sweet+16!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oooh Yeah.. I'm finally 16..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hahah it wasn't as bad as i thought it wld be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aaaa now i'm a day closer to being another yr older.. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*shoots self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lol.. I'll blog about my bday dinner another day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Muahhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;29 March 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He says he loves her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She says she loves him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He made her smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The most memorable day of her life..&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/5048635832213397342-7494176738538075403?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7494176738538075403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7494176738538075403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7494176738538075403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7494176738538075403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-16.html' title='Finally 16'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SdBnm3s3HjI/AAAAAAAABKc/ZQFNscse1Ik/s72-c/candy+sweet+16!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5127387835677989981</id><published>2009-03-28T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:31:41.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3PRGQUpxI/AAAAAAAABKU/RTvpCj8sJx8/s1600-h/48ee2r5-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318134627638224658" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3PRGQUpxI/AAAAAAAABKU/RTvpCj8sJx8/s400/48ee2r5-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Its my final day of being..&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard growing up..&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to grow up mostly because I'm afraid to face the future.. The responsibilities and the obstacles i must face.. A whole new year.. This is scary.. Yikes..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a li'l girl again.. The girl who worried bout nothing..&lt;br /&gt;Who smiled genuinely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quotes Joshie (goat)- hakuna matata..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turn 16..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm gonna be a changed person..&lt;br /&gt;~I'm gonna forgive all the ppl tt hurt me and angered me..&lt;br /&gt;~I'm gonna live a life i'll nvr forget..&lt;br /&gt;~I'm gonna make new memories..&lt;br /&gt;~I'm gonna love every minute of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays- pls make this yr of me being 16 the best yr of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5127387835677989981?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5127387835677989981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5127387835677989981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5127387835677989981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5127387835677989981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day.html' title='Last Day..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3PRGQUpxI/AAAAAAAABKU/RTvpCj8sJx8/s72-c/48ee2r5-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1759722628011766115</id><published>2009-03-28T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:11:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hevin's doing lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3JDrCLiCI/AAAAAAAABKM/HiwGUBmXHsA/s1600-h/hahhahahhahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318127799923083298" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3JDrCLiCI/AAAAAAAABKM/HiwGUBmXHsA/s400/hahhahahhahah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Joshua-Suprised&lt;br /&gt;Wen Chun- Happy&lt;br /&gt;Nicole- Hysterical&lt;br /&gt;Ian- Cautious&lt;br /&gt;Brandon- Ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy- Mischievous&lt;br /&gt;Vicky= Lovestruct&lt;br /&gt;Hevin- Sad.. (-_-) don't be sad la dei..&lt;br /&gt;Brandon2-Frightened&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1759722628011766115?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1759722628011766115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1759722628011766115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1759722628011766115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1759722628011766115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hevins-doing-lol.html' title='Hevin&apos;s doing lol'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc3JDrCLiCI/AAAAAAAABKM/HiwGUBmXHsA/s72-c/hahhahahhahah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5323267729454170103</id><published>2009-03-28T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:51:24.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X) random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc26HD8fgUI/AAAAAAAABKE/CaTmVqnXF7k/s1600-h/DSC00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318111365475303746" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc26HD8fgUI/AAAAAAAABKE/CaTmVqnXF7k/s400/DSC00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc26G-5zTSI/AAAAAAAABJ8/4qAijR1SZK8/s1600-h/DSCN2891+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318111364121840930" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc26G-5zTSI/AAAAAAAABJ8/4qAijR1SZK8/s400/DSCN2891+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5323267729454170103?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5323267729454170103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5323267729454170103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5323267729454170103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5323267729454170103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/x-random.html' title='X) random'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sc26HD8fgUI/AAAAAAAABKE/CaTmVqnXF7k/s72-c/DSC00011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6724062344188567683</id><published>2009-03-22T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:29:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Weee I went back to sban on Friday and got myself a new phone for me bday.. Decided to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with W705.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScZhRZuD9hI/AAAAAAAABJ0/CyZQ29kX5Gg/s1600-h/%3DDD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316043361747203602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScZhRZuD9hI/AAAAAAAABJ0/CyZQ29kX5Gg/s400/%3DDD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScZflFh9ukI/AAAAAAAABJs/khzS1gTmXRI/s1600-h/mua+phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316041500901882434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScZflFh9ukI/AAAAAAAABJs/khzS1gTmXRI/s400/mua+phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap.. This baby is mine.. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ruby Red!&lt;/span&gt; My fave colour.. X) oh well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On Saturday came up to KL and went to SG Wang with dad n step mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Gawd of all places.. -___- *shoots self in the head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok.. So i was so bored i texted most of the time i was there while my dad did his shopping in lala land.. And suddenly he decided to get a camera.. Hahahaha his wife is a rel joker i tell u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She tested out the camera clearity by taking a pic of my dad's nose to see if its clear enough to spot the pores n blackheads. Then when she cld see all the pores n stuff she said eeeee and started laughing like crazy n called him strawberry nose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lol.. Damn swt la she..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My dad was like cartoon larh u.. Sooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After all tt.. We went to Avenue K in Ampang.. A new shopping mall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*my advice- pls don't go there.. Its lonely and quiet. On top of tt.. Its freaking empty.. -__-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We ate at Ah Yat Abalone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dad called three abalones and sharkfin egg tart.. Oh and Seafood scallop noodle and Ah Yat's special fried rice with dried scallops.. Oh and one red bean tong yuen for me.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Seriously tt place is a waste of money.. The rice wasn't great but i loved the noodles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hmm... Guess wat! U knw one small dried abalone can cost u about 5769! *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lol ur like eating 2 Xperias.. Wat a waste of money.. *the fact tt when I say its a waste of money reli means its a waste of money* I don't reli say tt often do I.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dad was asking me bout my love life for the first time in my life.. Had a shock.. *cardiac arrest*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;lol..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes me smile like no other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes my heart beat like nvr before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes my world go round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;xoxo&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/5048635832213397342-6724062344188567683?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6724062344188567683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6724062344188567683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6724062344188567683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6724062344188567683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScZhRZuD9hI/AAAAAAAABJ0/CyZQ29kX5Gg/s72-c/%3DDD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4942758802148207838</id><published>2009-03-19T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:35:39.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMG2e8gI/AAAAAAAABJE/oA_AzQmMbQA/s1600-h/garden+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905276248158722" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMG2e8gI/AAAAAAAABJE/oA_AzQmMbQA/s400/garden+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMWV6pxI/AAAAAAAABJc/FEHfNp_jluo/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905280406529810" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMWV6pxI/AAAAAAAABJc/FEHfNp_jluo/s400/sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMBuXf-I/AAAAAAAABJU/v-EFP9BaLog/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905274871939042" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMBuXf-I/AAAAAAAABJU/v-EFP9BaLog/s400/pretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMOuns_I/AAAAAAAABJM/VvhNZcAORlU/s1600-h/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314905278362661874" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMOuns_I/AAAAAAAABJM/VvhNZcAORlU/s400/beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You must be wondering.. Wth so random..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya.. I was thinking bout weddings..&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge.. Most girls think bout all these kinda things okay.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So.. I was hoping tt my future wedding will take place at a beautiful garden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJXiQPQJWI/AAAAAAAABJk/pC4CxlLGqNI/s1600-h/rose...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314906756236715362" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJXiQPQJWI/AAAAAAAABJk/pC4CxlLGqNI/s400/rose...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With a rose petal walkway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunny Morning.. Shady maple trees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My future husband waiting at the pulpit and then I walk down the aisle accompanied by my father.. With Canon in D being played.. *violin n piano*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaaaa So romantic.. X) k laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dun wanna crap adi.. buh bye..&lt;/span&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/5048635832213397342-4942758802148207838?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4942758802148207838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4942758802148207838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4942758802148207838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4942758802148207838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJWMG2e8gI/AAAAAAAABJE/oA_AzQmMbQA/s72-c/garden+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5235805903462683905</id><published>2009-03-19T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:33:42.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Once Told Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJJivHP7-I/AAAAAAAABI8/AOP-owC9mPw/s1600-h/pic+(147).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314891371361857506" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJJivHP7-I/AAAAAAAABI8/AOP-owC9mPw/s400/pic+(147).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To let my heart decide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To learn from the past and start anew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To never give up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To never regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To never lose hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So I'm not letting go...&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/5048635832213397342-5235805903462683905?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5235805903462683905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5235805903462683905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5235805903462683905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5235805903462683905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-once-told-me.html' title='Someone Once Told Me..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJJivHP7-I/AAAAAAAABI8/AOP-owC9mPw/s72-c/pic+(147).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-493236956031252824</id><published>2009-03-19T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:06:46.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL part of ystdays post.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJDC6BJ7nI/AAAAAAAABI0/FmEKs2VldkQ/s1600-h/SP_A7308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314884227463507570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJDC6BJ7nI/AAAAAAAABI0/FmEKs2VldkQ/s400/SP_A7308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-" i look awfully weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJDCmgofBI/AAAAAAAABIs/urhK_Xgt9p0/s1600-h/SP_A7310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314884222226824210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJDCmgofBI/AAAAAAAABIs/urhK_Xgt9p0/s400/SP_A7310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing the dawg from Hotels for Dogs.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJCufcW5BI/AAAAAAAABIk/zXWoIupJ9UM/s1600-h/SP_A7311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314883876732462098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJCufcW5BI/AAAAAAAABIk/zXWoIupJ9UM/s400/SP_A7311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See! Its Joshie's identical twin! =D :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-493236956031252824?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/493236956031252824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=493236956031252824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/493236956031252824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/493236956031252824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-part-of-ystdays-post.html' title='LOL part of ystdays post.. =)'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScJDC6BJ7nI/AAAAAAAABI0/FmEKs2VldkQ/s72-c/SP_A7308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1448388329813746177</id><published>2009-03-19T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:01:26.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Be There by Redwan Ali</title><content type='html'>WOULD YOU BE THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ears that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care,&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;br /&gt;And never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am away, would you still think of me,&lt;br /&gt;And wished that you could hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;br /&gt;All the way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1448388329813746177?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1448388329813746177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1448388329813746177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1448388329813746177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1448388329813746177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/would-you-be-there-by-redwan-ali.html' title='Would You Be There by Redwan Ali'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5968425232684302896</id><published>2009-03-19T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:00:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7hn05Ns8gqg&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Until you called my name&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Until you shined your light my way&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe again&lt;br /&gt;In all my dreams again&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide eyed and innocent&lt;br /&gt;Those doubting days&lt;br /&gt;Are so far away and oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fall&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me always&lt;br /&gt;Time has taught me this&lt;br /&gt;I will fly&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be there to guide me&lt;br /&gt;Straight up to my heart's highest wish&lt;br /&gt;I feel you close to me&lt;br /&gt;And I know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no mountain&lt;br /&gt;Too high for me to climb&lt;br /&gt;No ocean so wide&lt;br /&gt;That I could not reach the other side&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe in me&lt;br /&gt;Cause you live and breather in me&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can come between&lt;br /&gt;We are one star&lt;br /&gt;No nigh can darken, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fall&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me always&lt;br /&gt;Time has taught me this&lt;br /&gt;I will fly&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be there to guide me&lt;br /&gt;Straight up to my heart's highest wish&lt;br /&gt;I feel you close to me&lt;br /&gt;And I know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an unspoken thing&lt;br /&gt;A quiet opening&lt;br /&gt;There are no words that can go that deep&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fall&lt;br /&gt;And you will catch me always&lt;br /&gt;Time has taught me this&lt;br /&gt;I will fly&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be there to guide me&lt;br /&gt;Straight up to my heart's highest wish&lt;br /&gt;I feel you close to me&lt;br /&gt;And I know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;He thought me a whole new meaning to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Why am I feeling so jiwang? :S&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/5048635832213397342-5968425232684302896?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5968425232684302896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5968425232684302896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5968425232684302896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5968425232684302896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-what-love-is.html' title='I know what love is'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5729647647317693280</id><published>2009-03-19T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:34:47.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ur My Whole Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard a few lines frm a song tt was reli meaningful..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U're my whole life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;U're my whole world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I can't seem to believe the way I feel about u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes my heart beat abnormally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes it so hard to breathe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He makes me smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;He means everything to me..&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/5048635832213397342-5729647647317693280?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5729647647317693280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5729647647317693280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5729647647317693280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5729647647317693280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/ur-my-whole-life.html' title='Ur My Whole Life'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5141481153163956771</id><published>2009-03-18T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:56:23.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh....</title><content type='html'>My cookies turned out too sweet for my liking.. Only brandy n wen chun tried.. =(&lt;br /&gt;lol Though brandy was like teasing me i oso dunno wats his comment.. WC said it was okay.. o_O hahah n again bye.. i'm too lazy to type alrd.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5141481153163956771?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5141481153163956771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5141481153163956771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5141481153163956771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5141481153163956771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh.html' title='oh....'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7455174171054866508</id><published>2009-03-18T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:13:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥18 MARCH♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScDyIf0DhZI/AAAAAAAABIU/DB_AmxNlN9Y/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314513788089894290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScDyIf0DhZI/AAAAAAAABIU/DB_AmxNlN9Y/s400/DSC02388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScDyIRBjxVI/AAAAAAAABIM/yn5wPl3F1CY/s1600-h/DSC02387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314513784120001874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScDyIRBjxVI/AAAAAAAABIM/yn5wPl3F1CY/s400/DSC02387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Warning.. Post may be lame.. I hv no mood and I'm exhausted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay.. Sooo.. I went to Pavillion today..&lt;br /&gt;Above are the pictures of the gurls tt went..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dione, Me &amp;amp; Ee Wei.. the gurl who isn't in the pic is Ridzuana..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol tts because she went dating with Prasad at pizza hut.. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys tt went- Brandon, Joshua, Jeremy, Prasad, Wen Chun *WC*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everyone met up at the train station at 10+ besides WC cos he had tuition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Jeremy came we left for Pav..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oiyo.. *silently regrets wearing the heels*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked frm Jln Hang Tuah until the end of Times Square.. There was a guy who kept staring at me. OMG creepy.. I finally gave up walking so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a cab with ee wei brandy and dione..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I paid RM10 jst for the short trip.. nvm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we reached Pav.. We were waiting for Joshie, Prasady, Jery and Ridzuana..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandy was complaining bout hving to peeeeee but he still waited for all of them.... LOL! Hw sweet.. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to buy the tickets for the movie Dragon Ball.. And I went to Times to buy Dave Pelzer books for my mom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone shld read it.. Its an autobiography of an abused child.. Definitely a story worth reading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS: Thnx Josh for holding my heavy bag till movie started and Thnx Jeremy for holding my jacket till the end of the day.. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for Wen Chun to arrive and when he finally did he told us to meet him at the enterance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the weird thing.. All of us were at the enterance but no one cld spot him.. I think he was hiding.. So finally we found him.. He was wearing the Key Ng shirt i got him.. He looked good.. *sparkles with joy* I hv great taste.. =D Thank ME!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were finding for food and when we finally reached the place.. We had to rush off for the movie alrd.. *sighs* so we skipped lunch..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We quickly bought pop corn n snacks n drinks and rushed in to the cinema..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat at seat number 7. I'm the lucky 7.. Muahhahah.. Sat beside Wen Chun and Prasad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Chun and I were sharing this large popcorn and we couldn't finish it so it ended up being passed arnd to everyone.. hahaha.. Dragon Ball was okay.. Not exactly phenomenal but okay.. After movie we went for LUNCH at KFC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Ee-Wei shared mashed potatoes! Dione ate ice-cream.. O_O The guys ate burgers as usual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Wen Chun for holding my bag from after the movie till the end of the day.. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch walked to Speedy and some other places and finally decided to Walk ALL the way back to times Square...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was walking in my wedges and felt that my legs were about to break any time.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally reached Times Square and we still had to WALK to the train station!! I swear the sun was frying my skin.. I've officially turned BROWN! Cooked.. &lt;strong&gt;I bet i taste good..&lt;/strong&gt; LOL... Oh Well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was worth the walk.. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boarded the train and reached Bkt Jalil station.. We were all sitting arnd the station while waiting for Ee-Wei's mom to arrive.. Brandy started his lame jokes.. Joshie started being CRAZY!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Chun and I were spotting clouds tt looked like animal.. I saw one tt looked like a fish but he said it looked more like a dinassaur.. I do agree.. The cloud did look like the dinassaur with 3 horns on the face.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh!!! I spotted another cloud tt looks like a Tarrantula &lt;-*is tt how u spell it? S:* and another like a Dolphin.. =D Great adventure rite.. *this is wat ppl do when they're bored or maybe its jst me.. i dunno* o_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally Ee-Wei's mom came and I left.. I was late for tuition.. I went one hour late.. LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still! I was exhausted but I went okay.. Agree tt I'm hardworking! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k laaa...&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn tired.. BUH BYE! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lotsaaaaaaaaaaaaaa  &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; nicole =D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7455174171054866508?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7455174171054866508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7455174171054866508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7455174171054866508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7455174171054866508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/18-march.html' title='♥18 MARCH♥'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/ScDyIf0DhZI/AAAAAAAABIU/DB_AmxNlN9Y/s72-c/DSC02388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7480160841020774319</id><published>2009-03-18T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:05:18.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I learnt to believe..</title><content type='html'>I learnt to believe I deserve the best and so much better..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to believe that I'd find a guy who'd love me the way I'm prepared to love him..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to let go of the past..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to accept what the future has for me..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to realise so much more..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to know when a guy is sincere or when he isn't..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to know when a guy really loves me or when he doesn't..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to accept the hardships and heartaches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;It is because of my past that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It has made me who I am today.. Wiser than ever before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7480160841020774319?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7480160841020774319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7480160841020774319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7480160841020774319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7480160841020774319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-learnt-to-believe.html' title='I learnt to believe..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4682567989523107908</id><published>2009-03-18T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:15:15.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me You Love Me..♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;There Are Some Things Guys Should Always Do For Girls. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0. There are always exceptions to this list. The foundational exception is when you actually talk to the her and she says something different than what is included within this list. These suggestions don't provide you with the holy grail of dating or offer you the Ten Commandments for the Ladies Man, they're simply a push in the right direction for being a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open doors when possible - whether it be to a building or the passenger car door. the classic example that's stood the test of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When in a place of worship (or other places that have aisles and pews), if a man is at the end of the pew, when exiting he should stand in the aisle and let all the females go before him. (This seems odd to some people, yet normal for others. If you don't get it, don't worry about it, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A man should tolerate the occasional chick flick, musical, opera, or ballet - whatever her preference is - *without* complaining about it! (Because the guy may just like it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Play one of the songs that would make any woman weep like the little girl she once was (but in a good way). A brief list includes, but certainly isn't limited, to:&lt;br /&gt;"You &amp;amp; Me" by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;Anything by Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Any rendition of "Everything I Do, I Do it for You"&lt;br /&gt;"Collide" by Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;"Out Of My League" by Steven Speaks&lt;br /&gt;And MOST IMPORTANTLY "Question" by the Old 97's (if you propose to a girl with this song, she is putty in your hands).&lt;br /&gt;("Putty in your hands" is not meant to promote "using women" in any way. This group does not encourage guys to be polite in order to get her into bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk! The strong &amp;amp; silent bit goes from intriguing to boring quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Find out what her favorite flower is and buy them for her randomly (regardless of the situation you might be in). A simple yet profound truth: a single rose says more than dozens of anything else. (I encourage the women to not allow a guy to "prove himself worthy" through gifts and flowers and such. Trust is a precious thing and it should take a good chunk of time before he gains it back in your heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you miss her, or love her, TELL HER! Even your friends like to hear it every now &amp;amp; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Re-enact Zales commercials (the ice is nice but certainly not mandatory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Remember: the best gifts you can give are usually free of cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Leave a note (or send a message) just to say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ask her questions about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Dress nice every once &amp;amp; a while. Any girl likes to see her brother/friend/boyfriend/etc. in a well-ironed button-up with some nice slacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. PRIDE &amp;amp; PREJUDICE ...that's all I have to say about that (I mean, that should speak for itself). (It's even more impressive if he has read the book.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tolerate small children as best you can. Meaning, put up with the things that can get annoying. They're children, after all. Show them love and care, teach them how to become a better man than you. (You were once extremely irritating. Get over the obnoxious kids and enjoy getting down to their level - not "for her", but for the good of yourself and others.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Learn to dance! There is nothing sexier than a man who can dance really well. If God did not bless you with the grace of Fred Astaire, at least put forth the effort, it will be greatly appreciated. Always slow dance (even if it's just like you danced in middle school). Also, men, sing to a lady. Even if you're terrible, suck it up! They love to listen to it and will not care what you sound like. It's the thought that counts on this one. Unless you're just downright terrible, nothing sexy about that. Haha, thanks, Jade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Kiss her on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When she's sick, stay up with her. If you can cook (which is *always* a plus), make her some soup. If you can't cook, there's Campbell's soup at hand for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Pretend to throw her in the pool (or fountain/pond). If you really do throw her in, you'd better jump in yourself. **NOTE** There are some women who just hate this apparently, so you had better do two things: 1) Never allow your buddies be a part of it if you're unsure of how she feels about getting thrown in and 2) You had better know how she feels about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hold her hand while you talk, drive, or just for the heck of it (it's the small things that win you big points).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. LOOK IN HER EYES, NOT AT HER CHEST!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Stupid jokes = awkwardly adorable moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Tickle her, tease her, let her tease you back without getting all bent out of shape about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Don't call her hot, or pretty, or cute; call her beautiful, because that's what she is. (I don't think cute is that bad, but definitely stay away from "hot" [it's so overused and superficial] and step "pretty" up to beautiful or gorgeous or stunning or captivating or...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Offer her your jacket/sweatshirt. (Note: you may not see that particular item of clothing for a while, if ever again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Don't be too proud to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. It's not stalking to watch her sleep if you fall asleep watching a movie. It is stalking to watch her sleep if you're standing outside her window with night vision goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When she feels at her worst, tell her she looks her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If you're trying to get more than friendship out of the relationship, take it slow and never rush her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Just because you're a guy doesn't mean you are completely incapable of calling when you say you will, it just means you are highly incapable of it. There are few acceptable answers to, "Why didn't you call?", &amp;amp; being male is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't check out other girls in front of your female friends/sisters/mother, unless you are sincere when you later ask them if you think she could introduce the two of you for more reasons than you "want to get some". Pull this in front of your girlfriend/fiancee/wife, she has every right to clock you in the jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Guys - always offer to pay for the date. No matter how expensive it gets, especially if YOU asked HER on the date. [if she is willing to pay now and again, don't let your "man pride" get in the way of her wanting to give back to you. she should understand money can be tight - especially when you're always buying]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Always do everything in your power to keep her as happy as you can. And cheer her up in any way possible. [if she isn't always happy - and i've never met a girl who is - don't be afraid of her and don't be stupid and always, unquestioningly, blame it on PMS. be there WITH her when times are tough and she wants you there.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When walking on the sidewalk, always walk on the outside near traffic. (So everyone has a different opinion for how this started. For some, it's because of the human waste that was getting thrown out the windows when this was happening a century ago. The woman walked under the overhangings extending from the buildings with the guy in the open to take the mess if need be. Others say it's from the guy's scabbard/sword being on his left with the woman walking on the right. As for today, it's the traffic and puddles and what-not. Whatever it is. It's just a courtesy thing, if it seems necessary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. At least do everything in your power to keep cursing to a minimum while around her. If you can, cut it out period while around her, or cut it out of your vocabulary. Women don't want to hear it, guys don't care about it, adults don't want to hear it, it doesn't impress employers, and you sure won't want your children or someone else's to hear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Sometimes you have to take the initiative. Don't always wait for her to come to you, because if that's how it always is, you're going to lose her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. If any lady is walking alone to her car in a dark parking lot/garage, or is carrying a heavy load, always offer to help walk her to her destination and carry things, if not the entire load. **This may work a lot better and come off non-stalkerish if you at least know the girl you're trying to help. Haha thanks to a LOT of people on this revision.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If a woman says no, let that be her final answer with maybe one question of confirmation after her first answer. Do not pressure or force her in any way after that. Don't make her give in to something she doesn't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Always be honest with her. No woman wants or likes a dishonest man. If you can't be honest with her, she can't trust you, and shows you don't trust her enough to be honest. Trust, honesty and integrity are just as an integral part of a relationship and just as important as love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. A man should always genuinely listen to women; no matter how bored or busy the man is. Actively listening to the woman will keep him from pain (and bring the man and woman closer together). This works best, of course, when both the man and the woman actively and equally engage in conversation (this includes listening). For the ladies reading this, please talk - always talk - especially if you are having problems with the relationship and to also avoid making bigger problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. DON"T CHEAT ON HER. She'll find out one way or another. If it came to that, then you should sit down and discuss what's going wrong in your relationship instead of creating another wrong. Two wrongs don't make a right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. If you're in a crowded area where there are some people seated and others standing.....be sure to offer your chair to a woman.. she may decline, but at least you offered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;taken frm facebook.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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/5048635832213397342-4682567989523107908?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4682567989523107908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4682567989523107908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4682567989523107908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4682567989523107908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-me-you-love-me.html' title='Tell Me You Love Me..♥'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7970854036143781160</id><published>2009-03-17T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:54:20.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Choc Chip Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb-yPcC4NII/AAAAAAAABIE/BNNGSaq6dog/s1600-h/choc+chip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314162063616521346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb-yPcC4NII/AAAAAAAABIE/BNNGSaq6dog/s400/choc+chip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am baking cookies.. =D&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/5048635832213397342-7970854036143781160?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7970854036143781160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7970854036143781160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7970854036143781160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7970854036143781160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/baking-choc-chip-cookies.html' title='Baking Choc Chip Cookies'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb-yPcC4NII/AAAAAAAABIE/BNNGSaq6dog/s72-c/choc+chip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3916239457718347924</id><published>2009-03-17T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:49:18.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingerie? *strictly for the gurls!* hahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who says I can't buy lingerie? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been itching to get my hands on La Senza's lingerie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My gawd.. Beautiful i tell u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to go shopping..&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;I kinda got sick of pierre cardin.. So now moving on to LaSenza..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Blush has nice stuff too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets see the pichas! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iTFsKgeI/AAAAAAAABH8/uLZWjnMuoj8/s1600-h/bridal+mesh+babydoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314074165404926434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iTFsKgeI/AAAAAAAABH8/uLZWjnMuoj8/s400/bridal+mesh+babydoll.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the bridal babydoll.. So nice rite..  =( ahhh itchy hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iTEypFXI/AAAAAAAABH0/6fmMCfmp29s/s1600-h/honeymoon+bustier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314074165163660658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iTEypFXI/AAAAAAAABH0/6fmMCfmp29s/s400/honeymoon+bustier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Honeymoon Bustier by La Senza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iS-Z7IYI/AAAAAAAABHs/g9VEkquRThA/s1600-h/woots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314074163449373058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iS-Z7IYI/AAAAAAAABHs/g9VEkquRThA/s400/woots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol tts the garter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my wants for this yr.. =D&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/5048635832213397342-3916239457718347924?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3916239457718347924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3916239457718347924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3916239457718347924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3916239457718347924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/lingerie-strictly-for-gurls-hahah.html' title='Lingerie? *strictly for the gurls!* hahah'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sb9iTFsKgeI/AAAAAAAABH8/uLZWjnMuoj8/s72-c/bridal+mesh+babydoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3362224883259877714</id><published>2009-03-17T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:17:58.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's my personal Heroin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hushhh li'l baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Kiss Me Under The Rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come Here &amp;amp; Take My Lip Gloss Off..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You Make Me Dizzy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tralaallalalalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the ♥ Disease.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You make me wana la la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;=D omgness.. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;crap i'm mad alrd.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&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/5048635832213397342-3362224883259877714?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3362224883259877714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3362224883259877714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3362224883259877714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3362224883259877714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-my-personal-heroin.html' title='He&apos;s my personal Heroin..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7743409964863728677</id><published>2009-03-17T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:03:18.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agreed,, =D</title><content type='html'>Hey Nicole- have you consistently ended&lt;br /&gt;up with men who didn't see or bring out the&lt;br /&gt;best in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then take a deep breath- because you deserve&lt;br /&gt;a man who sees you and can love and nurture&lt;br /&gt;you the way you would him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you've found yourself with a series&lt;br /&gt;of men who have been in some way negative,&lt;br /&gt;abusive, critical or controlling, or in some way&lt;br /&gt;seriously LACKING the kind of "relationship&lt;br /&gt;skills" that are necessary for a fulfilling&lt;br /&gt;relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, it's possible that your own past, your&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and feelings are actually ATTRACTING&lt;br /&gt;the wrong men, and that you end up becoming&lt;br /&gt;ATTACHED and staying in these kinds of&lt;br /&gt;relationships for all the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first step, if you're truly ready to put&lt;br /&gt;and end to this cycle, is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting saying "No!" and radically reject&lt;br /&gt;these kinds of hurtful behaviors from any&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - there are creeps out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your job, and yours only, to say "No!"&lt;br /&gt;and remove any man from your life who isn't&lt;br /&gt;showing you he's worthy of your love and&lt;br /&gt;attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you keep going on with hurtful&lt;br /&gt;relationships... and you go through one&lt;br /&gt;disastrous relationship after another... the&lt;br /&gt;worst starts to happen for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts to try and turn you into someone&lt;br /&gt;who acts fearful, protective and defensive&lt;br /&gt;around any man you meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will only get worse for you if you let&lt;br /&gt;the bad relationships from your past get into&lt;br /&gt;the driver seat when you finally meet a guy&lt;br /&gt;you could have a healthy relationship with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7743409964863728677?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7743409964863728677/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8291070102492514573</id><published>2009-03-17T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:35:54.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Just So You Know~</title><content type='html'>[My Current Fav Most Related To My Life Song] ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't love you but i want to&lt;br /&gt;i just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't see you but i can't move&lt;br /&gt;i can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know how to be fine when i'm not&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know how to make the feelings stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feelings takin control&lt;br /&gt;of me and i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around&lt;br /&gt;i can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;though you should know&lt;br /&gt;i've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta say it all before you go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gettin hard to&lt;br /&gt;be around you&lt;br /&gt;theres so much i can't say&lt;br /&gt;and do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;and look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know how to be fine when i'm not&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know how to make the feelings stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feelings takin control&lt;br /&gt;of me and i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around&lt;br /&gt;i can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;though you should know&lt;br /&gt;i've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta say it all before you go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this emptyness is killin me&lt;br /&gt;i'm wonderin why i've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;lookin back i realize it was always there to be spoken&lt;br /&gt;now i'm waitin here&lt;br /&gt;been waitin here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feelings takin control&lt;br /&gt;of me and i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;i wont sit around&lt;br /&gt;i can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;though you should know&lt;br /&gt;i've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta say it all before you go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-8291070102492514573?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8291070102492514573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8291070102492514573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8291070102492514573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8291070102492514573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-so-you-know.html' title='~Just So You Know~'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4785048706018283407</id><published>2009-03-06T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:34:47.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>★Adam Lambert★</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sa_7PfhoHFI/AAAAAAAABHk/tRb8yvODNRA/s1600-h/adam....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309738729272253522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sa_7PfhoHFI/AAAAAAAABHk/tRb8yvODNRA/s400/adam....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sa_7O8ncTqI/AAAAAAAABHc/2mqtct_kD8M/s1600-h/aww+adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309738719901404834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sa_7O8ncTqI/AAAAAAAABHc/2mqtct_kD8M/s400/aww+adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xxA81F278Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xxA81F278Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I swear I'm in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Listen to this guy sing.. Oh my goodness.. He makes my heart go wild..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice of an angel.. He makes my heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness.. I'm head over heels for Adam Lambert.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Did u listen to his previous performance?! U heard the begining when he said satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;OMG it almost killed me.. He took my breath away..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. U knw wat? I shouldn't ellaborate..&lt;br /&gt;Support him.. He's phenomenal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*writen by jst another ordinary someone.. =)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4785048706018283407?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4785048706018283407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4785048706018283407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4785048706018283407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4785048706018283407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/adam-lambert.html' title='★Adam Lambert★'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Sa_7PfhoHFI/AAAAAAAABHk/tRb8yvODNRA/s72-c/adam....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8361638525819599680</id><published>2009-03-04T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:51:52.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-</title><content type='html'>what a dumb day..&lt;br /&gt;I had tarik tali competition today..&lt;br /&gt;*stop laughing ok!* I'm strong! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so we lost first round, won 2nd round and lost third round..&lt;br /&gt;-__-" goodness me so now we hv to fight for 3rd or 4th place..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah during the break after the 2nd round, I went to get my water..&lt;br /&gt;After drinking i was jst about to walk back to the tarik tali place when a boy out of no where ran n bangged onto me n i think i flew for abit and landed on my waist... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well now i hv a huge bruise on my knee, cuts on my hand and a long scratch on my waist..&lt;br /&gt;Damn i almost wanted to scold the guy but he was jst form 1.. lol&lt;br /&gt;So nvm la.. I jst went back and continued with the tarik tali and didn't even bother washing the cuts..&lt;br /&gt;Damn pain la the friction agaisnt the cuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.. Nicole is strong! =D&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty shocked tt our team cld even beat our opponent once..&lt;br /&gt;U shld hv seen the size of the people there..&lt;br /&gt;Fooyoohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;double our size..&lt;br /&gt;But nvm la.. at least we tried eventhough we lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh wtv..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy and i'm crapping bout my lame day..&lt;br /&gt;Shut up larh nicole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkk&lt;br /&gt;BYE readers!&lt;br /&gt;muahhhhhhhhhhh! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- nicole: a gurl in lurve! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-8361638525819599680?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8361638525819599680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8361638525819599680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8361638525819599680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8361638525819599680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='-_-'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8934557529614385061</id><published>2009-03-02T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:14:37.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its so hard..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Savnxlkp8II/AAAAAAAABG0/8Y4JN2c3EGc/s1600-h/Neimans%2520handcuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308591424871723138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Savnxlkp8II/AAAAAAAABG0/8Y4JN2c3EGc/s400/Neimans%2520handcuffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its so hard missing someone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its very hard loving someone so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its extremely hard falling head over heals for a guy and finding out he doesn't feel the same way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Falling in love is easy but keeping the love alive isn't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One rule to love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never give up no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall I fall in love again?&lt;br /&gt;Shld I give love another chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*confused*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is true love so hard to find?&lt;br /&gt;Am I trying too hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*heartbroken???*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;urghhh damn it..&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-8934557529614385061?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8934557529614385061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8934557529614385061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8934557529614385061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8934557529614385061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-so-hard.html' title='its so hard..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/Savnxlkp8II/AAAAAAAABG0/8Y4JN2c3EGc/s72-c/Neimans%2520handcuffs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6855417415616249562</id><published>2009-02-28T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:52:22.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SajQZxIwu2I/AAAAAAAABGs/oBUbJJXMotQ/s1600-h/Snap!055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307721301961522018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SajQZxIwu2I/AAAAAAAABGs/oBUbJJXMotQ/s400/Snap!055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Well, cheryl here . (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I got nicole's password &amp;amp; email . Wohoo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;okay im mad . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;anyway , nicole has not been updating her blog for quite sometime .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;well , so im here to sabotaj her blog .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;NICOLE IS A PIGG .!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;nicole is crazy .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;nicole is a tutu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ignore me . lalala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;weishern is mad .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Cheryl rawks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nicole sucks .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLS UPDATE YOUR BLOG NICOLE !!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;GO GO GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Stop blowing your hair . ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;wooHOOO.HOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;nicole said her hair bakar d .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;omfg? is she mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;nevermind crazy people stays alike .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;say hi to cheryl while say bye to nicole .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&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/5048635832213397342-6855417415616249562?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6855417415616249562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6855417415616249562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6855417415616249562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6855417415616249562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-cheryl-here.html' title=''/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SajQZxIwu2I/AAAAAAAABGs/oBUbJJXMotQ/s72-c/Snap!055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4911597727573893400</id><published>2009-02-15T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:00:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there..</title><content type='html'>DIRECTION : Once you`ve been tagged, you have to write a post with 16 random things, habits, or goals about you. At last, choose 5 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love cocktail dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love alcoholic drinks.. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I soooo damn love shopping.. I'm sure everyone knws tt. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am always fashionably late for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I will get my driving license next year! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love Chinese history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like kids.. And i've picked out nice names... ;) -&gt; Averlyn, Kaitlyn, Chloe, Shawn, Ryan, Noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hv a fetish for collarbones.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Oh and broad shoulders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I like attention.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to be untanggled from all my problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I want to knw who loves me the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I hope to find the perfect man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I will always need _________ in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anybody who reads this post is tagged and why? cos I don't wanna pick 5 specific ppl.. =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog, my post, my wish la.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4911597727573893400?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4911597727573893400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4911597727573893400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4911597727573893400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4911597727573893400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/there.html' title='there..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2482330990828791075</id><published>2009-02-15T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:55:49.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bday Wishes'/><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZfzyvdLuaI/AAAAAAAABGc/rcFbH-phPb0/s1600-h/furby+n+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302975139309926818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZfzyvdLuaI/AAAAAAAABGc/rcFbH-phPb0/s400/furby+n+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woit! :P Happy 16th B'day Furby a.k.a. Ong Kaa Wei..!&lt;br /&gt;May all the Best be with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so today sucks.. And I'm not talkint bout it..&lt;br /&gt;My mood is going bonkers..&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm PMS-ing..&lt;br /&gt;*poor ppl who gets it frm me..*&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;*hearts*&lt;br /&gt;Muaaaaaaaaaaaahh!&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;I like chocolates. :P&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/5048635832213397342-2482330990828791075?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2482330990828791075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2482330990828791075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2482330990828791075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2482330990828791075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAY!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZfzyvdLuaI/AAAAAAAABGc/rcFbH-phPb0/s72-c/furby+n+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1146107179665868356</id><published>2009-02-14T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:02:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZbaWQkv1GI/AAAAAAAABGU/Ak5TB00-3X0/s1600-h/the+very+1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302665687216411746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZbaWQkv1GI/AAAAAAAABGU/Ak5TB00-3X0/s400/the+very+1st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZbaWNOvgiI/AAAAAAAABGM/geWlUZLpNuw/s1600-h/aren%27t+we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302665686318809634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZbaWNOvgiI/AAAAAAAABGM/geWlUZLpNuw/s400/aren%27t+we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So the day has arrived..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This yr has been pretty lonely.. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But yeah I had a good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had someone to accompany me throughout the whole day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And every other day as well.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My agenda today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Came home from a long day at school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Changed into a huge tshirt after a long long bath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Came online to blog for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Watched sad dramas n cried..&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I didn't hv ice cream.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well I was texting the whole day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Talked to Cheryl for a while online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay so now u must be wondering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nicole? Alone for V Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Impossible.. But yeah I'm freaking serious tt was my agenda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Depressing much? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yet I wouldn't complain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had someone to talk to so it wasn't as bad as I thought it wld be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It jst feels weird when things suddenly changes so fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One moment ur this n the next ur tt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;How to explain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nvm.. I shall jst bury the emotions deep down.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let me make this short..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S PPL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-1146107179665868356?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1146107179665868356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1146107179665868356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1146107179665868356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1146107179665868356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZbaWQkv1GI/AAAAAAAABGU/Ak5TB00-3X0/s72-c/the+very+1st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4112659960035432136</id><published>2009-02-14T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:34:55.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnBVC7SkI/AAAAAAAABGE/Szth906w930/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302538883802286658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnBVC7SkI/AAAAAAAABGE/Szth906w930/s400/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starlight Starbright.. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnBEQwamI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ckb9QAH3YGw/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302538879296891490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnBEQwamI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ckb9QAH3YGw/s400/DSC00807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnA4svZjI/AAAAAAAABF0/YJT4--JXfp4/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302538876193039922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnA4svZjI/AAAAAAAABF0/YJT4--JXfp4/s400/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Success &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnAjY_ynI/AAAAAAAABFs/MJ7QTJTnyVs/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302538870473083506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnAjY_ynI/AAAAAAAABFs/MJ7QTJTnyVs/s400/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnASzgxeI/AAAAAAAABFk/gvJG3BSJNWY/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302538866020894178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnASzgxeI/AAAAAAAABFk/gvJG3BSJNWY/s400/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*i look so weird..* :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4112659960035432136?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4112659960035432136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4112659960035432136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4112659960035432136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4112659960035432136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/x.html' title='X)'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SZZnBVC7SkI/AAAAAAAABGE/Szth906w930/s72-c/DSC00810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7376292988250067738</id><published>2009-02-08T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:16:46.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3BgTHfdZI/AAAAAAAABE0/RfFeFavYAoU/s1600-h/Image028a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300105097116611986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3BgTHfdZI/AAAAAAAABE0/RfFeFavYAoU/s400/Image028a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =) Nicole &amp;amp; Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3Be0Y9VeI/AAAAAAAABEs/635TI-WQU5I/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300105071688504802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3Be0Y9VeI/AAAAAAAABEs/635TI-WQU5I/s400/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh swt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3BepjSa3I/AAAAAAAABEk/eKc3AKoDXNk/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300105068779039602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3BepjSa3I/AAAAAAAABEk/eKc3AKoDXNk/s400/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; U can nvr get these kinda friends anywhere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends who call u shortie and teases u all the time but is there for u everytime u fall to pick u up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw to the guy on the left in the 3rd picture.. Tts Wen Chun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day out to Jogoya, Starhill coming up! :)&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/5048635832213397342-7376292988250067738?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7376292988250067738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7376292988250067738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7376292988250067738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7376292988250067738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/nicole-jeremy-oh-swt.html' title=''/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY3BgTHfdZI/AAAAAAAABE0/RfFeFavYAoU/s72-c/Image028a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6500010770263388654</id><published>2009-02-08T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:56:32.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice le.. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY29Jpkq6II/AAAAAAAABEc/sgBk15BdwbY/s1600-h/%5E%5E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300100309961074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY29Jpkq6II/AAAAAAAABEc/sgBk15BdwbY/s400/%5E%5E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice le.. :P&lt;br /&gt;Envy my msn! hahaha&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/5048635832213397342-6500010770263388654?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6500010770263388654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6500010770263388654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6500010770263388654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6500010770263388654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/nice-le-p.html' title='nice le.. :p'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SY29Jpkq6II/AAAAAAAABEc/sgBk15BdwbY/s72-c/%5E%5E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4204247570643456915</id><published>2009-02-03T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:20:01.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf-EU27LWI/AAAAAAAABEM/lQ6bzbGAEew/s1600-h/%3D).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298482836896689506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf-EU27LWI/AAAAAAAABEM/lQ6bzbGAEew/s400/%3D).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9COuupKI/AAAAAAAABD8/PQi_77InwEs/s1600-h/u+want+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481701380334754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9COuupKI/AAAAAAAABD8/PQi_77InwEs/s400/u+want+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9B2ONb-I/AAAAAAAABDs/ckysgEuPuMI/s1600-h/luv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481694801489890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9B2ONb-I/AAAAAAAABDs/ckysgEuPuMI/s400/luv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9B0Xpe1I/AAAAAAAABDk/oa_ceUT1kf0/s1600-h/kinky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481694304205650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf9B0Xpe1I/AAAAAAAABDk/oa_ceUT1kf0/s400/kinky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qcutitI/AAAAAAAABDc/grEep2V8z1k/s1600-h/I+L+Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481292821498578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qcutitI/AAAAAAAABDc/grEep2V8z1k/s400/I+L+Y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qNvEqvI/AAAAAAAABDU/TvSs1-uqbfI/s1600-h/forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481288796482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qNvEqvI/AAAAAAAABDU/TvSs1-uqbfI/s400/forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qEdIbAI/AAAAAAAABDM/X8SMWAs1QIU/s1600-h/Envy+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481286305311746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qEdIbAI/AAAAAAAABDM/X8SMWAs1QIU/s400/Envy+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qFHImJI/AAAAAAAABDE/w2cABddl_Fk/s1600-h/%3DD.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481286481483922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8qFHImJI/AAAAAAAABDE/w2cABddl_Fk/s400/%3DD.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8p30Lf6I/AAAAAAAABC8/0Sm6IO9_iQk/s1600-h/%3D).gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298481282912321442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf8p30Lf6I/AAAAAAAABC8/0Sm6IO9_iQk/s400/%3D).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made some icons.. Hw cool! ^^ &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Envy.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4204247570643456915?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4204247570643456915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4204247570643456915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4204247570643456915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4204247570643456915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYf-EU27LWI/AAAAAAAABEM/lQ6bzbGAEew/s72-c/%3D).gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5948497231517859329</id><published>2009-02-02T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:01:52.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVQIrjQ3I/AAAAAAAABC0/CSuSStrUGck/s1600-h/DSC07882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226853576917874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVQIrjQ3I/AAAAAAAABC0/CSuSStrUGck/s400/DSC07882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;U see tt spot at the boob area? wait.. shooot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stop lookin!!! Woi internet harrasment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lol cheryl sprayed water.. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVQMKEiZI/AAAAAAAABCs/7HIeLTiyFLg/s1600-h/DSC07879.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226854510234002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVQMKEiZI/AAAAAAAABCs/7HIeLTiyFLg/s400/DSC07879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Okay so we went lala style.. X)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVP17oYnI/AAAAAAAABCk/iQBGV2YILPc/s1600-h/DSC07878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226848544088690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVP17oYnI/AAAAAAAABCk/iQBGV2YILPc/s400/DSC07878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2nd attempt: success! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVP9_WdDI/AAAAAAAABCc/AFAC11GNwew/s1600-h/DSC07877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298226850707174450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVP9_WdDI/AAAAAAAABCc/AFAC11GNwew/s400/DSC07877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1st attempt: failed.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSe85fiGI/AAAAAAAABCM/VjaNigHuerc/s1600-h/DSC07871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298223809577322594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSe85fiGI/AAAAAAAABCM/VjaNigHuerc/s400/DSC07871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahaha  lala 2! X)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSeyspoCI/AAAAAAAABCE/8NKpESqRcnU/s1600-h/DSC07870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298223806839103522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSeyspoCI/AAAAAAAABCE/8NKpESqRcnU/s400/DSC07870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;omigosh?! ecstasy.. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSegplteI/AAAAAAAABB0/tjoEFITTgoE/s1600-h/DSC07869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298223801994425826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSegplteI/AAAAAAAABB0/tjoEFITTgoE/s400/DSC07869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sharon's self potrait.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSer9UFeI/AAAAAAAABBs/k8xAm34ehwE/s1600-h/DSC07868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298223805029946850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcSer9UFeI/AAAAAAAABBs/k8xAm34ehwE/s400/DSC07868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Us again! ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROQ9w2YI/AAAAAAAABBk/URN8VIySTFk/s1600-h/DSC07865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222423394539906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROQ9w2YI/AAAAAAAABBk/URN8VIySTFk/s400/DSC07865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROcCpPiI/AAAAAAAABBc/fa--J89xz48/s1600-h/DSC07864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222426367802914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROcCpPiI/AAAAAAAABBc/fa--J89xz48/s400/DSC07864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Before Cheryl left.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROD032LI/AAAAAAAABBU/NDb6vFpDcjs/s1600-h/DSC07861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222419867588786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROD032LI/AAAAAAAABBU/NDb6vFpDcjs/s400/DSC07861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROEZYNcI/AAAAAAAABBM/n0XhdM9M7XI/s1600-h/DSC07860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222420020704706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcROEZYNcI/AAAAAAAABBM/n0XhdM9M7XI/s400/DSC07860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcRN1t_d-I/AAAAAAAABBE/ZGu-tKss6Js/s1600-h/DSC07858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222416080631778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcRN1t_d-I/AAAAAAAABBE/ZGu-tKss6Js/s400/DSC07858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yay! hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So Cheryl joined my BM tuition.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YAY got another friend.. Oh well so she came over to my hse n then called Sharon over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sharon was lateeeeeeeee.. *grins* :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we came n talked n talked n talked like mad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We had pillow fight session while talkin to wen chun on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol.. and well.. we CAMWHORED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think tts quite obvious.. So no nid to elaborate adi.. Buh bye! ^^&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/5048635832213397342-5948497231517859329?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5948497231517859329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5948497231517859329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5948497231517859329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5948497231517859329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-day.html' title='crazy day..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYcVQIrjQ3I/AAAAAAAABC0/CSuSStrUGck/s72-c/DSC07882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2513258996809985899</id><published>2009-02-01T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:53:19.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNx9AfCI/AAAAAAAABA8/D5ULmF_us8I/s1600-h/SP_A6932.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297810098209455138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNx9AfCI/AAAAAAAABA8/D5ULmF_us8I/s400/SP_A6932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; L-R: Ee Wei, Me and Jo Lynn.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNhDlryI/AAAAAAAABA0/zvDxwI3z5Vw/s1600-h/SP_A6928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297810093673656098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNhDlryI/AAAAAAAABA0/zvDxwI3z5Vw/s400/SP_A6928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the randoms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNead1aI/AAAAAAAABAs/ZxiJ7ct1eiA/s1600-h/SP_A6927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297810092964304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNead1aI/AAAAAAAABAs/ZxiJ7ct1eiA/s400/SP_A6927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after first tuition ee wei n jolynn came over to my hse since there was a 30 min break..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha... They stole so many banana chips..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tsk tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. we ended up bringing all of the chips to tuition.. *mod maths*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eeeeeeeeekkk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously find Add Math easier than Mod Math..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can NEVER do MoD MATH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-______________-""""""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;k la lazy to update.. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go read la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/5048635832213397342-2513258996809985899?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2513258996809985899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2513258996809985899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2513258996809985899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2513258996809985899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-d.html' title='TODAY! =D'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYWaNx9AfCI/AAAAAAAABA8/D5ULmF_us8I/s72-c/SP_A6932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7769176877181011531</id><published>2009-01-30T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:47:32.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYLME0eJ5jI/AAAAAAAABAk/tYHnWsGJgvw/s1600-h/SP_A6890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297020494917789234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYLME0eJ5jI/AAAAAAAABAk/tYHnWsGJgvw/s400/SP_A6890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Movie based on me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;X) damn i look so fierce there like gangster oni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEWARE.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OMG u wouldn't believe wat i'm doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm listening to Brandon n Wen Chun n Hevin n Prasad n Siew Hong n Josh n Ezra n Wei Shern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~hahahahhahahahhahahahhahahahhaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*ROFL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U shld hear it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll try to post the singing up as soon as I can.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rite now.. I gtg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a li'l sick today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*puke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think its due to all the CNY food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bye.. =)&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/5048635832213397342-7769176877181011531?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7769176877181011531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7769176877181011531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7769176877181011531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7769176877181011531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYLME0eJ5jI/AAAAAAAABAk/tYHnWsGJgvw/s72-c/SP_A6890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3036814307062615901</id><published>2009-01-28T17:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:02:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Wen Chun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAl3AmB-3I/AAAAAAAAA_0/lcGwdJj8sHI/s1600-h/....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296274788770249586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAl3AmB-3I/AAAAAAAAA_0/lcGwdJj8sHI/s400/....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Introducing the one in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RED.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He's Wen Chun..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296282510383583346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAs4d2HEHI/AAAAAAAAA_8/xu9-M7ByL-4/s400/wen+chun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A clearer picture of him.. *he's the one on the left..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~picture credits taken frm jon's blog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Now i dunno wat to say alrd.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Erm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He used to bully me alot.. Well now hardly alrd la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He's VERY perasan.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*so am I*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Basicly he's a nice guy.. Quite the down to earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Has a mischievious look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Super tall.. Has broad shoulders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Loves eating FOOD.. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*eh wen chun.. i dunno wat to write la.. Now I sound like i'm promoting a gigolo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyways.. As I was saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's someone I treassure alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad to hv him in my life n more than happy to hv met him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a very good friend of mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's always there to listen n to comfort me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its quite fun texting him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's quirky in his own special way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny sometimes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can be quite sweet when he wants to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he's actually not tt mean when u reli get to knw him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WEN CHUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Stop the macho act alrd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;U're like a li'l cuddly bunny inside.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He's jst mean n macho cos he has too much ego to admit the soft side of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Almost all guys are like tt.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*oh no'z!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(he's so gonna kill me for writing tt..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~smacks u wen chun.. What u mean wth?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I knw u said tt.. Stop being rude while reading my blog.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~i'll continue another time when the inspiration returns ok?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*jst so u knw.. I m writing this post because.. I OSO DUNNO WHY LA..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;skip skip skip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P.S.- U owe me lunch n shopping SCB.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*gleaming smile*&lt;/span&gt;&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/5048635832213397342-3036814307062615901?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3036814307062615901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3036814307062615901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3036814307062615901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3036814307062615901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-for-wen-chun.html' title='Just for Wen Chun'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAl3AmB-3I/AAAAAAAAA_0/lcGwdJj8sHI/s72-c/....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4929043677319429813</id><published>2009-01-28T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:22:35.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296253703099179490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYASrqWS4eI/AAAAAAAAA_k/GvJ7VIHfA8k/s400/brandy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; BRANDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To my beloved Brandy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm too lost for words..&lt;br /&gt;I don't knw hw to start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Okay lets start frm hw we got to knw each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was one day where i was talkin to Kiran, Benjamin, Keng Yen n all they introduced me to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The first thing he said was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Did somone spray perfume..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*looks arnd*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Can u imagine.. -_-" I didn't knw wat to say so I jst ignored his question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hey don't blame me.. I was new n shy.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then I rmbr one day when I stayed back for rumah merah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I was siting alone watching my brother play handball, and suddenly he came n initiated a convo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay so now u get the idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tts hw we got to knw each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wasn't exactly close to him after some time.. And time flew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2yrs passed.. And here we are in the same class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4D.. Being the craziest possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We always get scolded for making so much noise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What bliss.. haha.. So lets sum it up alrd alrite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's a great friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's mad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He laughs n snorts which is reli cute LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He gets reli tensed when it comes to an interesting topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's reli funny sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's one of the people tt painted my empty canvas n made it so beautiful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(figure of speech meaning he came into my life n made it beautiful)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh well.. I dunno wat life wld hv been without him.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great 16 birthday BRANDY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;~hugs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-4929043677319429813?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4929043677319429813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4929043677319429813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4929043677319429813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4929043677319429813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/brandy.html' title='Brandy'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYASrqWS4eI/AAAAAAAAA_k/GvJ7VIHfA8k/s72-c/brandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3392593225540844302</id><published>2009-01-28T15:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:44:56.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning look.. =0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYALBNYIvDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/tD_Ntuwsu60/s1600-h/SP_A6843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296245277186374706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYALBNYIvDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/tD_Ntuwsu60/s400/SP_A6843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My possible new header.. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAKndgkoQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/zW5flZrTrCA/s1600-h/SP_A6846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296244834840125698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAKndgkoQI/AAAAAAAAA_M/zW5flZrTrCA/s400/SP_A6846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Omigosh! X.x crazyness.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAIhThbV6I/AAAAAAAAA_E/Obt-qDruRl8/s1600-h/SP_A6880.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296242530056886178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAIhThbV6I/AAAAAAAAA_E/Obt-qDruRl8/s400/SP_A6880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;there.. the randoms.. X)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAE-QYH1SI/AAAAAAAAA-8/sIRWz4-7N20/s1600-h/SP_A6810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296238629382247714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYAE-QYH1SI/AAAAAAAAA-8/sIRWz4-7N20/s400/SP_A6810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; taken at 6.58am lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYADO4wdhWI/AAAAAAAAA-0/mjZFg6_9WA0/s1600-h/SP_A6801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296236716076402018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYADO4wdhWI/AAAAAAAAA-0/mjZFg6_9WA0/s400/SP_A6801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My oh my goodness morning look.. taken at 6.45am&lt;/span&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/5048635832213397342-3392593225540844302?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3392593225540844302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3392593225540844302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3392593225540844302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3392593225540844302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/morning-look-0.html' title='Morning look.. =0'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SYALBNYIvDI/AAAAAAAAA_U/tD_Ntuwsu60/s72-c/SP_A6843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4743764081640541233</id><published>2009-01-28T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:58:02.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m screwed.. lol</title><content type='html'>How much of your teenage life have you messed up ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten detention. (like a million times)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten your phone taken away in class. (jst the other day)&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught chewing gum. (almost every Maznah's class last yr..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught cheating on a test. (once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times. (hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times. (i nvr ever did my homework..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Turned at least 3 projects in late (like every project)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school cause you felt like it. (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school. (they were called to school though.. =\)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class. (vicky, joshy, brandy n jeremy! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room. (hisham punished me for tt! =_=)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher. (who ask him to scratch his crotch?! tsk...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Pulled down the fire alarm (i want to though)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on myspace , facebook , xanga , etc. on the computer at school. (i even played CS on pu3's library comp)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took pictures during school hours. (hahaha all the time..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during school hours. (yeap lol!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc. during class. (erm mp3 counts rite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw something at the teacher. &lt;-Not on purpose... (i think it happened b4)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission. (i walked out on Hisham's class..)&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Broke the dress code. (hahaha i wld hv if we didn't hv to wear uniforms!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failed a class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class. (yeap ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school. (yeah.. *rolls eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school. (wat else do i need besides myself n my brain? -_-)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a detention and didn't go. *i used to skip it all the time*&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking. (hahhaaha)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.. (omg i rmbr shouting motherfucker out loud! *embarassed*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Faked your parents signature (once)&lt;br /&gt;[x] slept in class. (every school day.. P.S.-vicky stop calling me when i'm asleep in class..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] cursed at a teacher to their face. (can't rmbr which teacher..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework. (who doesn't? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29x3=87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have messed up 87% of my teenage life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4743764081640541233?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4743764081640541233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4743764081640541233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4743764081640541233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4743764081640541233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-m-screwed-lol.html' title='i m screwed.. lol'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2648484841456478479</id><published>2009-01-22T23:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:27:32.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so late post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay so one of those days.. Me, Megan, Chia Sing and Christine had an all girls outing.. It had been reli long since one of those outtings happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was at Sunway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pity, Christine left b4 lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had lunch at Zanmai n TADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my fave!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136790400278642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNXIAioHI/AAAAAAAAA-M/FadLqVaqeCk/s400/%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strawberry Parfait!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136854619168466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNa3PhHtI/AAAAAAAAA-U/0HKL6pJKutw/s400/.....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then later on Chia Sing brought us to eat shaved ice cream.. Weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2nd ice cream of the day for me n megan n 3rd for chia sing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNiIAGR2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IY5bhJzocIg/s1600-h/X).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136979376981858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNiIAGR2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IY5bhJzocIg/s400/X).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Meg fooling arnd.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNd-Ci5mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/37mVltSzWA0/s1600-h/ice+cream!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136907983414882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNd-Ci5mI/AAAAAAAAA-c/37mVltSzWA0/s400/ice+cream!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me promoting ice cream.. n wow my phone looks cool here.. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294137032814758802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNlPEqC5I/AAAAAAAAA-s/bwCARtD9jnI/s400/omg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well this is the end picha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Look damn fat ! O_O aaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;omg i rmbr chia sing told me bout her hvin to help her mom buy BUTTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She told me the butter costs 40bucks plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I swear I cld hv killed the living life out of a freaking cow for giving such expensive milk tt created such butter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;=_= Then only she told me it was a few blocks.. TSK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Okay lets talk bout Christmas Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNPRBFxpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BfJtdiUTX8E/s1600-h/SP_A6606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136655379547794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNPRBFxpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/BfJtdiUTX8E/s400/SP_A6606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all went to KLCC.. I was in Hao Yee's car with Morris and Hao Min..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL i was kononnya supposed to lead the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the end.. I jst hid behind Morris cos I totally forgot hw to get there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Hao Min's hse before going to KLCC though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136481569298226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNFJhf1zI/AAAAAAAAA98/yVvKqvdTkVU/s400/us..+%3D).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was outside ROOM.. They had this huge reflective glass thing n we took pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNAinnIKI/AAAAAAAAA90/RRBbLISbot4/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294136402406482082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNAinnIKI/AAAAAAAAA90/RRBbLISbot4/s400/LOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL.. X) Me and Megan..&lt;br /&gt;And then drama begun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Morris called Megan n told us all tt they were stuck in some fire escape thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So we took a video of them screaming n stuff.. Me and Jon did the grand oppening of freeing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was a cool day.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. here's a random picture! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiMJtOWFeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xQKbMlPq30M/s1600-h/weee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294135460360492514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiMJtOWFeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/xQKbMlPq30M/s400/weee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazee cheryl n Me..&lt;br /&gt;I jst came back frm s'ban.. I had my reunion so tts the cheongsam.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2648484841456478479?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2648484841456478479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2648484841456478479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2648484841456478479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2648484841456478479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-so-late-post.html' title='Oh so late post..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiNXIAioHI/AAAAAAAAA-M/FadLqVaqeCk/s72-c/%3DD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3827643664792214042</id><published>2009-01-22T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:54:09.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picha from skewl lol..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiHKNCweZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Am7fRJv3GNk/s1600-h/SP_A6794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129971343686034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiHKNCweZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Am7fRJv3GNk/s400/SP_A6794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok so it started with jeremy taking out his gel after pj..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL so i kinda styled his hair.. *u see a bottle and a mirror?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol tts how vain he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiGnB4DKUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/OSUntvlRnRg/s1600-h/SP_A6793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294129367050561858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiGnB4DKUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/OSUntvlRnRg/s400/SP_A6793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I Camwhored with Vicky Kandasamy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiGQnC3wDI/AAAAAAAAA9U/yRnoX-mKqE8/s1600-h/SP_A6792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294128981891072050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiGQnC3wDI/AAAAAAAAA9U/yRnoX-mKqE8/s400/SP_A6792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Brandy got bored n styled DRAGON BALL style.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Humourous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my class.. Hell no I won't regret meeting ppl like them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even got me 4 extra marks for maths..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww thnx Joshua n Vicky! X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hearts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nicole&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/5048635832213397342-3827643664792214042?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3827643664792214042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3827643664792214042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3827643664792214042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3827643664792214042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/picha-from-skewl-lol.html' title='picha from skewl lol..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXiHKNCweZI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Am7fRJv3GNk/s72-c/SP_A6794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-627088412088095150</id><published>2009-01-21T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:12:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a turn in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXc5yv7s3NI/AAAAAAAAA88/XR-F9N8NmQs/s1600-h/SP_A6544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763431020420306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXc5yv7s3NI/AAAAAAAAA88/XR-F9N8NmQs/s400/SP_A6544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes when life takes a new course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not necessarily a bad thing..&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan for us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just as we walk rite He will make a way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a heart breaks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wld nvr be properly healed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures can be burnt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But memories won't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A smile can be plastered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the genuity can be lost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A person cn tell u she's happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yet inside she's breaking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Why is love so cruel n hurt so genuine?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[i will get through this i promise..=)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-627088412088095150?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/627088412088095150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=627088412088095150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/627088412088095150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/627088412088095150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/turn-in-life.html' title='a turn in life'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXc5yv7s3NI/AAAAAAAAA88/XR-F9N8NmQs/s72-c/SP_A6544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8783350107021425704</id><published>2009-01-21T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:54:38.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 *him*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXbg2mEOAoI/AAAAAAAAA8s/vNImTS0uZn4/s1600-h/%3DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293665640556397186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXbg2mEOAoI/AAAAAAAAA8s/vNImTS0uZn4/s400/%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there&lt;br /&gt;On a balcony of summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights,&lt;br /&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;br /&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You say hello&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;br /&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;br /&gt;We keep quiet cause we're dead if they know&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;br /&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;br /&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it out of this mess&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes, oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;br /&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;br /&gt;Is this in my head, I don't know what to think&lt;br /&gt;He knealt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said:&lt;br /&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;br /&gt;I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were both young when I first saw you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-8783350107021425704?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8783350107021425704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8783350107021425704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8783350107021425704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8783350107021425704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-3-him.html' title='I &lt;3 *him*'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXbg2mEOAoI/AAAAAAAAA8s/vNImTS0uZn4/s72-c/%3DD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8278205848341466444</id><published>2009-01-18T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:37:34.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXMDWUkulhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/X8oH6kfTbGA/s1600-h/SP_A6766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292577669105227282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXMDWUkulhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/X8oH6kfTbGA/s400/SP_A6766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Nice le.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Its a J for Jeremy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I drew it in class the other day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was so freaking boring.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yes adore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm gonna be an arts major some day.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But of cos its only side bussiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm here to tell u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've seen the schools back in s'ban and i've made up my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*i'm not telling* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Right.. So yeah.. i n my aussie cousins met up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My uncle jst found out i was a both hander and was so amused.. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o well.. I slept on my red couch in my 2nd room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I slept at 4 as i was expressing my deepest feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wonder why some ppl jst don't get things.. They don't understand n stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ahhh wtv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wore a cheongsam and i met up with someone! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*woots*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was like a fantasy in a car. *nvm if u don't get me.. XP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kkk i'm bored.. bye bye! *&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/5048635832213397342-8278205848341466444?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8278205848341466444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8278205848341466444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8278205848341466444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8278205848341466444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='~~'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXMDWUkulhI/AAAAAAAAA8c/X8oH6kfTbGA/s72-c/SP_A6766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5965625991622256425</id><published>2009-01-17T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:48:40.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXFwX3ST8XI/AAAAAAAAA8U/SAj8sQY-maE/s1600-h/SP_A6756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292134592417100146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXFwX3ST8XI/AAAAAAAAA8U/SAj8sQY-maE/s400/SP_A6756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo.... as i was saying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[keeping my word to update..]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was exam day! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg.. first time in my life i actually thought tt english was kinda hard.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owell.. Bm was kacang putih.. n Maths.. *screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno how to do no. 3.. ='( i was trying n trying n trying i still dunno wat the shit was the answer for q.. y=(3x-k) find q.. wad shit is this? i got the answer  of some q=square sign y-3x over k..  wtv lar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave for s'ban alrd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning to move..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't knw but i jst hate this place rite now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The joy isn't here anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure yet but yeah.. It depends if i'm coming back anot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*xoxo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5965625991622256425?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5965625991622256425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5965625991622256425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5965625991622256425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5965625991622256425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/x.html' title='X)'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SXFwX3ST8XI/AAAAAAAAA8U/SAj8sQY-maE/s72-c/SP_A6756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2341622940412366039</id><published>2009-01-15T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:30:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SW9Fzjiop5I/AAAAAAAAA8M/-ZUD7flnai4/s1600-h/SP_A6617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524839199778706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SW9Fzjiop5I/AAAAAAAAA8M/-ZUD7flnai4/s400/SP_A6617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes Nicole is back! Love me now?!&lt;br /&gt;X)I knw u've all been missing me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhaa let me tell u why i haven't been blogging since like so many yrs ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my laptop gave up on me cos i was too hot i burnt the graphic card.. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously wan... Then Dell sent a techician over to fix it a day b4 ystday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm the technician is kinda cute.. lol But abit lalated larh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was joking with joshua *goat* tt i'll ruin my comp everyday so he'll keep comin over to fix it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL this is like a fantasy of a pizza delivery boy only a li'l more professional..&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh.. But as reality seeps in.. I'd rather hv my computer than boys..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.. boys are quite a pain in the arse.. *no offence* X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.. Life is good.. it goes on n on n on.. yada yada yada.. ok update again another day larh.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luv yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2341622940412366039?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2341622940412366039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2341622940412366039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2341622940412366039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2341622940412366039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SW9Fzjiop5I/AAAAAAAAA8M/-ZUD7flnai4/s72-c/SP_A6617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1777816741656527886</id><published>2008-12-10T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:38:20.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in s'ban</title><content type='html'>okay things are starting to get a li'l hectic..&lt;br /&gt;think my brain is gonna kaboom n expload into a million n 3 pieces..&lt;br /&gt;rite now i don't even knw wat is rite and wat isn't anymore..&lt;br /&gt;All the time i m so unsure of so many things..&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i'm back in my dad's hse.. =D&lt;br /&gt;i love the hse to bits..&lt;br /&gt;I lovee my room! omg n the tv in der n this large screen desktop..&lt;br /&gt;ahhh pure bliss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I cut my hair today..&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell u before my dad is a frigging lala land leaer or something?&lt;br /&gt;NO? Well i jst freaking found out he knws damn many teenage n 20++ la la guys.&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm suspecting he's in a mob or something..&lt;br /&gt;Well the called him boss n all.. Well its a gd thing in a way cos they do stuff for me... X) take my mag.. buy me chips n water.. get me mags.. weee..&lt;br /&gt;Today at the saloon.. a few of em styled my hair n the probable 30+ yr old la la cut my hair..&lt;br /&gt;Damn he's good.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I kinda  like my hair.. But i kinda think its sorta short.. =\&lt;br /&gt;But wtv it is back to topic bout the la la guys..&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were good looking.. But what a waste..&lt;br /&gt;LALATED TILL DEATH DO EM PART!&lt;br /&gt;n well chinese speaking ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S at 1st they thought I was my daddy's gf! -_-"""&lt;br /&gt;ewwwww....... i asked him if he was blind.. n he laughed n said ni hen ke ai..&lt;br /&gt;O_O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH i realised tt s'ban lala guys are way hotter n civilised than kl lala guys.. :X&lt;br /&gt;Well tts jst my opinion.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg! u shld hv seen my dad's other lala friend's exotic fishes..&lt;br /&gt;I thought the coy fish he rared was humongous till I saw the enormous DRAGON FISH!&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaa Run for ur life i tell u.. I tot it was a shark or something man..&lt;br /&gt;Ewww.. N he rared it in his car acessories shop thingy..&lt;br /&gt;But the pond looks nice.. Jst tt the fishes looks like they r mutated!&lt;br /&gt;Its like loch ness monster scandal experience..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously its a MONSTER! Its as big as a std 3 kid wei..&lt;br /&gt;And tt isn't the largest it can grow! @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K jst got into an arguement again with some ppl for the millionth time! Ugh~~~&lt;br /&gt;Anways.. gdnight.. its late alrd.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves..&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1777816741656527886?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1777816741656527886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1777816741656527886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1777816741656527886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1777816741656527886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-sban.html' title='in s&apos;ban'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5206986344184240323</id><published>2008-11-28T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:06:51.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Coy Flirt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofflirtygirlareyouquiz/coy-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not so much a flirt as the type of girl who draws flirts in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you look like you're just relaxing, secretly you've got your game on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little look here, a little wink there... you give men the encouragement they crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in return, they flirt up a storm with you - while you just sit and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtygirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirty Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5206986344184240323?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5206986344184240323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5206986344184240323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5206986344184240323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5206986344184240323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5950071876158150283</id><published>2008-11-27T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:34:11.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?  :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because you possess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire each person to be idealistic and passionate, and you make each moment memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your abilities to make dreams come true is strong. So strong that you are often the love of many people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-5950071876158150283?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5950071876158150283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5950071876158150283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5950071876158150283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5950071876158150283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/really-o.html' title='Really?  :O'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-559723264842075540</id><published>2008-11-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:52:35.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The X in The XO'z</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Kiss is Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourkissquiz/black.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses are amazing. You put a lot of effort into your kissing technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a perfectionist, and you never leave any kissing detail to chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're kissing, you like to be in charge. You don't enjoy someone else taking the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're the best kisser. In fact, you're often disappointed by how other people kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing Type: Thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People See Your Kisses as: Amazingly unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Kiss Best With: A Pink Kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: A Green Kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourkissquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Kiss?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-559723264842075540?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/559723264842075540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=559723264842075540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/559723264842075540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/559723264842075540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/x-in-xoz.html' title='The X in The XO&apos;z'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5532683262124124003</id><published>2008-11-10T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T03:49:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me fall in love again!</title><content type='html'>Baby make me fall in love again..&lt;br /&gt;Make me fall so hard there's no turning back..&lt;br /&gt;Do me this one last favour..&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has this girl gone to..&lt;br /&gt;What hv u turned me into?&lt;br /&gt;Has this heart gone weary..?&lt;br /&gt;This bitch isn't to be forgiven..&lt;br /&gt;My heart is aching so bad..&lt;br /&gt;Please cure this broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to forsake u..&lt;br /&gt;So pls do not make me do..&lt;br /&gt;I have gone so far away..&lt;br /&gt;SO far u can't even see me or feel the way i feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears hv dried up..&lt;br /&gt;My wounds are stiched..&lt;br /&gt;Pls do not tear my heart apart again..&lt;br /&gt;Its healing time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has favour changed its mind?&lt;br /&gt;Has likings changed its taste?&lt;br /&gt;Has fate turned away from us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love I can't stop loving u..&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I think of u..&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I see u..&lt;br /&gt;I am only sure of 1 thing..&lt;br /&gt;And I love u so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it jst isn't the same anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I can't put it to words..&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best..&lt;br /&gt;I've done all that I've done..&lt;br /&gt;And now there's jst ntg left to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop loving u..&lt;br /&gt;And yet I can't stop hurting..&lt;br /&gt;Why does my heart ache this bad?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel so shattered?&lt;br /&gt;I love u bt what has happened to us..?&lt;br /&gt;Times that we've spent togethe so precious I can't let go..&lt;br /&gt;Times that we argued can't be forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;Times that I told u I love u n u told me u Love me..&lt;br /&gt;Those are the only words I live to hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there no turning back?&lt;br /&gt;Is there no future?&lt;br /&gt;Is this where it ends at the begining of a reconcilation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~HATELOVE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I need to go away.. I need u.. I need him.. And most of all I need ME back!! I love u! I can't stop loving u..! Where hv u gone to? Please come back n make this all go away..&lt;br /&gt;I knw i'm still sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;I knw this is a nightmare..&lt;br /&gt;Baby wake me up n tell me its all ok..&lt;br /&gt;Hug me tight n nvrlet me go..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me everything will be back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on living like this.. I just can't..&lt;br /&gt;I can't let u go.. I can't stop myself from hurting!&lt;br /&gt;But now..&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on acting like everything's alrite..&lt;br /&gt;I can't I can't I can't!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;~tears~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH U AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i like u yet i hate u..!&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I love him&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/5048635832213397342-5532683262124124003?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5532683262124124003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5532683262124124003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5532683262124124003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5532683262124124003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-me-fall-in-love-again.html' title='Make me fall in love again!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6059405136432112973</id><published>2008-11-07T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:05:48.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>now i am currently at starbucks mid valley waiting for my MOM to finish her meeting! omg larh.. so bored!! -______-""&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls entertain me.. o_o&lt;br /&gt;~cries~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-6059405136432112973?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6059405136432112973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6059405136432112973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6059405136432112973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6059405136432112973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1632893419602230108</id><published>2008-11-03T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:00:22.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by rach</title><content type='html'>Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;yep frm cheryl n kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your relationship with the person you last texted?&lt;br /&gt;frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship, single, complicated, married, or engaged?&lt;br /&gt;relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish someone would call you right now?&lt;br /&gt;lol no ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find piercings attractive on the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song are you currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl talking-_- lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?&lt;br /&gt;OF COS larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you dislike about the day you've had?&lt;br /&gt;boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;of cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go to any place right now where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;some place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are being extremely quiet what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;sad or thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;-normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have anything to complain about?&lt;br /&gt;lol not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair curly?&lt;br /&gt;nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do tonight?&lt;br /&gt;online n sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;yep of cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next few months?&lt;br /&gt;lol christmas n pressiez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;schooling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone looked ON your bed, what would they find?&lt;br /&gt;my blankie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be in a relationship 3 months from now?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm tt will make kevinicole a yr! =D of cos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 1am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i was asleep cos i was too tired after my shopping spree! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;YES! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the hospital, who on your TOP friends comes to visit you?&lt;br /&gt;lol dunno u go ask them larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If alcohol were banned, what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't drink anymore.. maybe i won't care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1632893419602230108?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1632893419602230108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1632893419602230108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1632893419602230108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1632893419602230108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-rach.html' title='tagged by rach'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-13094421525017402</id><published>2008-10-30T15:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:31:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;okay lets talk bout hairstyles for boys today.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehemz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My top 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Starting at 1..(my all time fave)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262844168514065970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQlg4zSEVjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IoX0Zwsf9jI/s400/nice+hairstyle4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is the punk rock style.. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so sophisticated n nice..^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wahahahaha my fave.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay.. at number 2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262844743673900210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQlhaR627LI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jikXVDh11y0/s400/o_o.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this hairstyle is for scene guys.. =D hot rite hot rite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay so go get urself tt haircut this holiday..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shoo! wat are u waiting for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;heh heh.. last but not leaste..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;at 3rd place is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;DAVID BECKHAM's CREW CUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262845546945470594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQliJCVuYII/AAAAAAAAAsI/NFtUPR_Kfow/s400/nice+hairstyle10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;don't only like the haircut.. x) *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ok tts all for today.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bb n tc!&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/5048635832213397342-13094421525017402?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/13094421525017402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=13094421525017402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/13094421525017402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/13094421525017402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/yikes.html' title='Yikes'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQlg4zSEVjI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IoX0Zwsf9jI/s72-c/nice+hairstyle4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-5664254189727869982</id><published>2008-10-30T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:08:15.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 gfts man shld nvr give a woman! X)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercise equipment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing says, "I think you could stand to lose weight" like a Stairmaster. The same goes for a set of barbells, a Pilates instructional video, or a gym membership. Even if she's talked about getting fit, this kind of gift will make her wonder whether you like her body the way it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you really would like to see her exercising more, lead by example. Join the gym yourself. Chances are, when she sees how great you look and feel, she'll be inspired to join as well. You could also take up a physical activity you could do as a couple, such as cycling, jogging, or hiking. To increase the chances she'll get into it, pick an activity she's expressed interest in before. It should also be one you can do relatively easily. Don't decide to take up sea kayaking if you're two hours - drive from the ocean, for example, and don't pick one that you need a lot of expensive equipment to get started in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cookware&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subliminal message here is "Get in the kitchen and make me some supper, woman!" This is a bad gift even if she's expressed interest in cooking - or if you'd like her to. If you have a master chef for a girlfriend, it's especially important to pass on this kind of gift. It's likely she has everything she needs already, and most high-level cooks are picky about their equipment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you really would like to encourage her to cook more, start with some positive reinforcement. Praise the meals she does cook. If you tell her you see her as a great cook already, she's more likely to take more of an interest in the culinary arts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vacuum cleaner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The same goes for feather dusters, mops, bottles of Pine-Sol, oven cleaner, Lemon-Scented Joy, and any other household cleaning products. These gifts tell her that you see her as more of a maid than a girlfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A puppy. Animal gifts are tricky. Sure, puppies and kittens are adorable - but they're also a lot of work. Food and vet bills can be expensive, and many pets require a change in lifestyle to take proper care of. For these reasons, it's best not to surprise your girlfriend with a new pet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part of the fun is choosing the pet yourself. If your girlfriend has told you she wants a dog or cat, offer to take her to the local animal rescue shelter instead and pay for the pet she picks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something you want for yourself. You know you've been tempted to buy her that subscription to Fly Fishing magazine, new set of golf clubs, or Playstation II. Don't do it! She'll see through it instantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jewellery has a great deal more meaning for most women than other gifts. If you give the right one, she'll see it as a sign that you're the right guy for her. If you get it wrong, however, at best she'll laugh about it with her friends for ages. At worst, she could see it as grounds for doubt about the relationship. If you're going to give her jewellery, you'd better get it right the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What makes giving jewellery so difficult is that every woman has distinct tastes. The jewellery you pick could be too chunky, too eccentric, too classic, too delicate, too cheap-looking or expensive-looking for her. Some women never wear gold, some never wear silver, and most women have a preference for certain precious stones over others. If you really do want to give her jewellery, casually take her into a few stores. See how she reacts to the merchandise. Make note of any pieces she especially likes. Then go back later to buy them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most women don't want practical gifts from their boyfriends. They want gifts that send a positive message about how you see them. A sparkling diamond bracelet tells her you see her as precious and beautiful. Elegant lingerie can tell her you see her as sexy and desirable. A book about something she finds fascinating tells her you take her interests seriously. However, it's important to take her unique tastes into account before buying her any present. If you do, and if you follow these tips, you should be able to find her the perfect gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lol the reason y i'm doing this? well cos i jst watched something where this woman got so mad at her husband for getting her something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And well men will nvr understand woman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Btws, I've also dscovered tt man shld nvr buy a woman clothes unless she's there or she's an S size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There was once this woman who scolded her husband for buying her a nightie of her size n told him off.. LOL i knw its swt... -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She asked him to get her an S size while she's practically an XL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*her husband got her an XL nightie (her size) n said tt it offended her..LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So warn ur daddy on what he shld get ur mummy or he'll end up getting in alot of trouble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:P have fun reading... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yours truly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;NICOLE =*&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/5048635832213397342-5664254189727869982?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5664254189727869982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=5664254189727869982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5664254189727869982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/5664254189727869982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-gfts-man-shld-nvr-give-woman-x.html' title='6 gfts man shld nvr give a woman! X)'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8423982387390288002</id><published>2008-10-30T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:49:17.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for u..=D</title><content type='html'>Thy heart more precious than gems alone,&lt;br /&gt;Not many of these gems in this world tt one can own..&lt;br /&gt;Thou shan't give thy heart to no other,&lt;br /&gt;No other than this humble blogger.. =D&lt;br /&gt;No melody than ur voice of which I wld choose to hear, unique as it is like the thunder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can compare to what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;If only we cld be der in our vast grassy field,&lt;br /&gt;Autumn never leaving us,&lt;br /&gt;Like how our love is forever sworn as the most beutiful curse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to sounds of nightingales,&lt;br /&gt;Its like living a fairytale..&lt;br /&gt;How I wish u'd be the 1st person I see each morning,&lt;br /&gt;It's something I've been yearning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue tomoro.. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-8423982387390288002?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8423982387390288002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8423982387390288002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8423982387390288002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8423982387390288002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-ud.html' title='for u..=D'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2591946376493596573</id><published>2008-10-28T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:57:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My working style</title><content type='html'>`You are friendly, adaptable realists. You rely on what you see, hear, and know first-hand. You good-naturedly accept and use the facts around you. You look for a satisfying solution instead of trying to impose any "should" or "must" of your own. You are sure a satisfying solution will turn up once you have grasped all the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`You solve problems by being adaptable, and often can get other to adapt, too. People generally like you well enough to consider any compromise you suggest. You are unprejudiced open-minded, and tolerant of most everyone--including yourself. You take things as they are and thus may be very good at easing a tense situation and pulling conflicting factions together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`With your focus on the current situation and realistic acceptance of what exists, you can be a gifted problem solver. Because you are not necessarily bound by a need to follow standard procedures or preferred methods, you are often able to see ways of achieving a goal by "using" the existing rules, systems, or circumstances in new ways, rather than allowing them to be roadblocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`You are actively curious about people, activities, food, objects, scenery, or anything new presented to your senses. Your expert abilities in using your senses may show in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a continuous ability to see the need of the moment and turn easily to meet it &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the ability to absorb, apply and remember great numbers of facts &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an artistic taste and judgement &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the handling of tools and materials &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;`You make your decisions by using the personal values of feeling rather than the logical analysis of thinking. Your feeling makes you tactful, sympathetic, interested in people, and especially good at handling human contacts. You may be too easy in matters of discipline. You learn far more from first-hand experience than from books, and do better in actual situations than on written tests. Abstract ideas and theories are not likely to be trusted by you until you have been tested in experience. You may have to work harder than other people to achieve in school, but can do so when you see the relevance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;`You do best in careers needing realism, action, and adaptability. Examples are &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;health services&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sales, design, transportation, entertainment, secretarial or office work, food service, supervising work groups, machine operation, and many kinds of troubleshooting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( damn i was born to be a doctor! lol)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;`You are strong in the art of living. You get a lot of fun out of life, which makes you good company. You enjoy your material possessions and take the time to acquire you. You find much enjoyment in good food, clothes, music, and art. You enjoy physical exercise and sports, and usually are good at these.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;`How effective you are depends on how much judgment you acquire. You may need to develop your feeling so that they can use your values to provide standards for your behavior, and direction and purpose in your lives. If your judgment is not developed enough to give you any character or stick-to-it-iveness, you are in danger of adapting mainly to your own love of a good time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2591946376493596573?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2591946376493596573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2591946376493596573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2591946376493596573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2591946376493596573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-working-style.html' title='My working style'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-971112670750715915</id><published>2008-10-28T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:23:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL! Swimsuits reflects ur personality..</title><content type='html'>Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a mystery and it seems like you are trying to hide something from others. Both sexes find you interesting and attractive. You enjoy exploring your individuality and don't really mind what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test99.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test99.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-971112670750715915?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/971112670750715915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=971112670750715915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/971112670750715915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/971112670750715915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-swimsuits-reflects-ur-personality.html' title='LOL! Swimsuits reflects ur personality..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-66525185070430807</id><published>2008-10-28T05:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:31:41.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever felt so ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQY4zjyPFRI/AAAAAAAAArw/Ssi_qNUlqxA/s1600-h/poison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955673059431698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQY4zjyPFRI/AAAAAAAAArw/Ssi_qNUlqxA/s400/poison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its jst me reminiscing my past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So much memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So much pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So much joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So many everything..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's weird I hv to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So much has happened throughout this yr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The good and the bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So much has happened and I am still learning hw to take one step at a time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tt much I know is true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I am learning to leave the past and live for the future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But there are jst days where I fail so miserably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And to my avail, I hv no one der to pick me up jst as I've hoped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I can't explain how I feel rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But only if I could jst run away frm the world for a while..&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't tt be great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So many yrs has passed *throughout my life*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The question is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hv I reli lived life to the fullest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hv I been truly happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Will I ever get answers to both questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am not very sure either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Its jst another weird mystery of life unsolved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am here not to tell u I need help neither am I here to beg for sympathy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm jst here for a simple reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It is to show u hw strong I've been and u can too..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've been coping with my f**ked up life for more than 15yrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've dealt with many mishaps, alot of misunderstandings, lost, hurt, pain, lies, depression and many more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am here to tell u NOT to gv up in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There's still hope.. It's nvr too late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I once thought life was a heck of nonsense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nvr knew why I existed in the first place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It felt like I was being punished my whole life for hell I don't knw what reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;One bad thing leads to another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was nvr lucky.. I was nvr fortunate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was jst another nobody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had no one there for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I grew up without guidance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without affection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a Father to love me the way other fathers love their child..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to care for me when I am ill or hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to teach me to be strong or independent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to hug me n gv me security when I am afraid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to tuck me in at night or even gv a gdnight kiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to tell me its ok whenever I hv a bad dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wthout a father to warn me when I am about to do something wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father to take away all my hurt and pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without a father who is der for the child!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I still went on with life and became who I am today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am NICOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once afraid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once a mystery to my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once a bitch of  sadness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once somebody everyone feared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once a liar of my feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once a deciever of my smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was once crying over HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There I've said it all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There won't be another time I tear for HIM anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;U listen to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am nvr gonna&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am not gonna grow up crying n hurting for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am never gonna forgive u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am never ever gonna be able to look at u as I've once did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;U are not worthy of my LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U are nvr gonna udstd why I hate u so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U will nvr udstd the meaning of ------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U will nvr regret ur mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U will nvr return!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What hurts me most is when I look in ur eyes, u are so filled with nothing but pride..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Be it.. Get lost.. I don't need u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My heart will not be broken once again because of u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My heart  yearns no more for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My heart is mine to nurture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My heart is nvr gonna ache at night like this anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My heart will nvr be yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Things wld hv been differen yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But u've chosen this path..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;U've said u won't regret.. Then don't walk up to me and tell me u love me ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am not forgiving u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;NEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Not after the way u walked out on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I hate u! I hate u! I hate..U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me against the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I will survive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I didn't hv u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I wldn't want u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I do NOT want u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I don't need u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nicole&lt;/em&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/5048635832213397342-66525185070430807?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/66525185070430807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=66525185070430807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/66525185070430807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/66525185070430807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/ever-felt-so.html' title='ever felt so ...'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQY4zjyPFRI/AAAAAAAAArw/Ssi_qNUlqxA/s72-c/poison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7873311008151798124</id><published>2008-10-27T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:53:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-effing nonsese- lolness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXVysdG4LI/AAAAAAAAArg/l3N98HX8H-I/s1600-h/elmo%26emo(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261846806555713714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXVysdG4LI/AAAAAAAAArg/l3N98HX8H-I/s400/elmo%26emo(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5048635832213397342-7873311008151798124?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7873311008151798124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7873311008151798124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7873311008151798124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7873311008151798124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/effing-nonsese-lolness.html' title='-effing nonsese- lolness'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXVysdG4LI/AAAAAAAAArg/l3N98HX8H-I/s72-c/elmo%26emo(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1934945325521757473</id><published>2008-10-27T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:41:00.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXS7YEJDPI/AAAAAAAAArY/pdfh9wOIYW8/s1600-h/LMAO!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261843657166228722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXS7YEJDPI/AAAAAAAAArY/pdfh9wOIYW8/s400/LMAO!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5048635832213397342-1934945325521757473?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1934945325521757473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1934945325521757473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1934945325521757473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1934945325521757473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQXS7YEJDPI/AAAAAAAAArY/pdfh9wOIYW8/s72-c/LMAO!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4988776441533785671</id><published>2008-10-27T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:22:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat hurts most</title><content type='html'>A knife through my heart as I fall to the groud.. Tears flooding the room.. I held myself tightly at the corner of my room.. the world arnd me dissapears.. I am left all alone.. A stranger to the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hurt my shadow as u've alrd hurt my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where for thou brought forth these memories..&lt;br /&gt;Hurt have I felt in pain alone..&lt;br /&gt;This heart has no more strenght..&lt;br /&gt;Thou had pierced this heart..&lt;br /&gt;Stop  these pain all at once and let I live in vain again..&lt;br /&gt;Hark I words cos thy words shan't hurt no more..&lt;br /&gt;It will hurt no more when I of u do think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-written by nicole.. =D-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4988776441533785671?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4988776441533785671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4988776441533785671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4988776441533785671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4988776441533785671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/wat-hurts-most.html' title='wat hurts most'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-6311759505231349985</id><published>2008-10-26T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:47:51.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh? so fun!</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;~You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;~You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;~You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;~Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;~You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;~You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;~You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;~You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow its partly true especially bout my career.. lol&lt;br /&gt;go tke the test at... &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-6311759505231349985?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6311759505231349985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=6311759505231349985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6311759505231349985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/6311759505231349985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-so-fun.html' title='oh? so fun!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3799207344892940004</id><published>2008-10-23T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:33:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all over again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We used to be there for each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stuck together like glue n honey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughters n fun withouht hesitation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a bond uspoken of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nvr regretted.. nvr to let go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;craziness was the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love was der..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness was seen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everywhere together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears shed smile comes after..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because we were there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arrival of a certain rumour..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;broken apart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;glass shattered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unfixed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;left alone collecting dust..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbyes scattered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hatred formed.. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I nvr knew..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvr spoke of it again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything lost.. Burried in pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mercy came..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was then I heard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiveness formed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glass was a glass again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love was whole..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friendship restored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg duffy! mercy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm beggin u for mercy.. y don't u release me.. yeah yeah yeah.. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;riite *zips her mouth n leaves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-3799207344892940004?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3799207344892940004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3799207344892940004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3799207344892940004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3799207344892940004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-over-again.html' title='all over again'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1861330155740528164</id><published>2008-10-23T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:18:24.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-TUufvK0gU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-TUufvK0gU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg listen to this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1861330155740528164?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1861330155740528164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1861330155740528164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1861330155740528164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1861330155740528164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-listen-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2600119586419569523</id><published>2008-10-23T21:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:38:40.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-+*^%$#@!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB-RoXF3iI/AAAAAAAAApU/SOyzURKTMi0/s1600-h/SP_A5828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260343206125887010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB-RoXF3iI/AAAAAAAAApU/SOyzURKTMi0/s400/SP_A5828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB9NCOv9aI/AAAAAAAAApM/NAjlQE1kJ2g/s1600-h/SP_A5830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260342027659244962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB9NCOv9aI/AAAAAAAAApM/NAjlQE1kJ2g/s400/SP_A5830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; this was taken on the 18 of oct..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB8oTBUQHI/AAAAAAAAApE/zxVzmKQz1dY/s1600-h/SP_A5819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260341396511146098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB8oTBUQHI/AAAAAAAAApE/zxVzmKQz1dY/s400/SP_A5819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok so Kevin took this.. lol me with his phone n he with mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB8K6r2MSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/thIRVR97vQQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260340891762438434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB8K6r2MSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/thIRVR97vQQ/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;were out together.. somewhere called sweet something larh.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i took this pic.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB75nWtnII/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZtsUkSlI2WY/s1600-h/LOLness..+%3DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260340594515745922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB75nWtnII/AAAAAAAAAo0/ZtsUkSlI2WY/s400/LOLness..+%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boredom buster.. lol DRAWING.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB6_DijfsI/AAAAAAAAAos/WkMxS8f4H7A/s1600-h/SP_A4845+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339588469325506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB6_DijfsI/AAAAAAAAAos/WkMxS8f4H7A/s400/SP_A4845+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ooh secret contents.. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB6COer5-I/AAAAAAAAAok/01lGkK9TYu0/s1600-h/kevinicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260338543433869282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB6COer5-I/AAAAAAAAAok/01lGkK9TYu0/s400/kevinicole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY me i drew it.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB5ipcVYXI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kP0j52KNd6A/s1600-h/SP_A4950.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260338000915947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB5ipcVYXI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kP0j52KNd6A/s400/SP_A4950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Present i made for Kevin.. *6th month pressie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB5Cc8N1FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/O-nkAGAHWT4/s1600-h/SP_A4866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337447804195922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB5Cc8N1FI/AAAAAAAAAoU/O-nkAGAHWT4/s400/SP_A4866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Love letter.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2600119586419569523?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2600119586419569523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2600119586419569523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2600119586419569523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2600119586419569523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='-+*^%$#@!~'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SQB-RoXF3iI/AAAAAAAAApU/SOyzURKTMi0/s72-c/SP_A5828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-4858219801499160621</id><published>2008-10-23T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:13:07.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aishz...</title><content type='html'>Tagged by MENG KEAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~First part...&lt;br /&gt;1)Six person I tag:&lt;br /&gt;+Esther Tan&lt;br /&gt;+Kok Pin&lt;br /&gt;+Yan Kuan&lt;br /&gt;+Javern Lee&lt;br /&gt;+Yuen May&lt;br /&gt;+Choon Sien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Six thingsI'm passionate about :&lt;br /&gt;+Sports&lt;br /&gt;+Books..&lt;br /&gt;+Art&lt;br /&gt;+Science&lt;br /&gt;+Love&lt;br /&gt;+Dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Six things I say too often :&lt;br /&gt;+Shit&lt;br /&gt;+LOL&lt;br /&gt;+WTF&lt;br /&gt;+Rite&lt;br /&gt;+SWT&lt;br /&gt;+Dot Dot Dot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Six books I've read recently :&lt;br /&gt;+Twilight&lt;br /&gt;+New Moon&lt;br /&gt;+Eclips&lt;br /&gt;+The Memory Keeper's Daughter&lt;br /&gt;+P.S: I Love U&lt;br /&gt;+The true Naomi story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Six songs I listen to again and again :&lt;br /&gt;+Cookie Jar&lt;br /&gt;+Thunder&lt;br /&gt;+Going Home&lt;br /&gt;+Monsoon&lt;br /&gt;+In the Ayer&lt;br /&gt;+Tak bisa Memilihmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Six things I've learnt in the past :&lt;br /&gt;+To play futsal&lt;br /&gt;+Ballet&lt;br /&gt;+Guitar&lt;br /&gt;+Basketball&lt;br /&gt;+Computer Progrming&lt;br /&gt;+School shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The last person that tag you is?&lt;br /&gt;+Meng Keat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)What relationship with you him/her?&lt;br /&gt;+Classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Your 5 impressions towards him/her?&lt;br /&gt;+Like to bully&lt;br /&gt;+Nice&lt;br /&gt;+Helpful&lt;br /&gt;+Quirky&lt;br /&gt;+Gamer&lt;br /&gt;+Sociable&lt;br /&gt;+Anti Perasan&lt;br /&gt;+Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)The most memorable thing that he/she done to you?&lt;br /&gt;+LOL nothing? oh he helped me do something.. can't rmbr jor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)The most memorable thing he/she said to you?&lt;br /&gt;+ya la ya la ur hot larh.. PERASAN!LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)If he/she becomes you lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;+*faints n kill myself with rat poison!* LOL hahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)If he/she becomes you enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;+won't happen wan lah. he won't hate me de.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)If he/she becomes your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;+LOL WONT HAPPEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason is?&lt;br /&gt;+Because he doesn't think i'm HOT! LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)The most desirable thing to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;+Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)The overall impression to her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;+Ok ok larh hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;+I'm a very outspoken person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)The character for youself is?&lt;br /&gt;+Daredevil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;br /&gt;+Too forgiving.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;+Me.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)For the person who cares and likes you, say something about them:-&lt;br /&gt;+Thank u.. But it doesn't mean i love u.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Ten people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Kevin&lt;br /&gt;+Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;+Galvin&lt;br /&gt;+Wen Chun&lt;br /&gt;+Yan Kuan&lt;br /&gt;+Chiam&lt;br /&gt;+Kok Pin&lt;br /&gt;+Meng Keat&lt;br /&gt;+Choon Sien&lt;br /&gt;+Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Who is number 2 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;+Galvin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Is number 3 a female or male?&lt;br /&gt;+Male! DOnKey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)If number 7 and number 10 be together, would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;+Omg no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)How about number 5 and 8?&lt;br /&gt;+They duno each other ... Both of them r Female u noe ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)What is number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;+LOL! I don't wanna say it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;+Shool days for some n everyday for some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Say something about number 2?&lt;br /&gt;+She's crazy especially now.. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-4858219801499160621?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4858219801499160621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=4858219801499160621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4858219801499160621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/4858219801499160621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/aishz.html' title='aishz...'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7807698461929558762</id><published>2008-08-26T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:51:42.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unmasked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLPDQulBFkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/BAl2xgEzVfY/s1600-h/SP_A5263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238745483710633538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLPDQulBFkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/BAl2xgEzVfY/s400/SP_A5263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238745988595181762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLPDuHa36MI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kZsMoiffhYU/s400/SP_A5082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7807698461929558762?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7807698461929558762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7807698461929558762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7807698461929558762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7807698461929558762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/unmasked.html' title='unmasked'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLPDQulBFkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/BAl2xgEzVfY/s72-c/SP_A5263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3660386238001175412</id><published>2008-08-25T20:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:01:16.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me into ur heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK1kSj4FWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/al15eAlGPcE/s1600-h/SP_A5279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238448951647540578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK1kSj4FWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/al15eAlGPcE/s400/SP_A5279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boooh! lolx.. i'm back! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes i knw.. rotten blog.. x) but it was a horrible horrible terrible breakup with my blog..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sniffs!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was at the hospital getting drugged n hvin my blood taken n also had a placebo jab! Ass..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes but i was so HARDWORKING.. I went back to school for my trials despite being admitted in the hospital.. ^^ YAY me.. *whole world claps for her!* x) tq tq..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh heh.. i show u the pic of tt injection k.. Th bottle where they store the damn blood is a li'l bigger than a tobasco sauce bottle.. wth rite.. o_o so scary larh!! :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but wtv it is.. nicole won't die.. she's here for the world...! :D sorry for the hyperactiveness.. xP but i jst feel happy okay.. I jst got back with my blog.. Congrats me! BUT after this u won't b seeing any post until after PMR cos this laptop of mine is gonna say farewell for a month.. aaaa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Highlights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* 6th month on the 02/08/08.. pictures will be posted later when i get it uploaded.. which will be a long long while later so bear with it.. x) anyways.. 7th month is coming up! 02/09/08.. LOL yea yea i don't wanna spill too much.. ppl may talk bout it again.. argh.. wtv.. :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways.. Happy 7th month n advance hon.. xXx :P Love u alwiz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;♥[kevinicole]♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;k the hospital pix..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238453310721610754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK5iBYH1AI/AAAAAAAAAms/DRa5dvUl3sI/s400/SP_A5105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wld love to get my hands on these one day.. It's to zap u back to life when ur heart stops beating.. LOL!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238453714970814050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK55jUpJmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1gbzifmav3I/s400/SP_A5068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is the injection tt poked me twice.. bastard..hmph!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238454386798435378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK6gqE1HDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/NXXtfGJD51U/s400/SP_A5108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this was wad i had to wear b4 entering the room for MRI.. Damn was tt scary.. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tts all for now.. more later okay! ^^ buh bye.. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;farewell my beloved blog..~&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/5048635832213397342-3660386238001175412?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3660386238001175412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3660386238001175412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3660386238001175412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3660386238001175412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-into-ur-heart.html' title='let me into ur heart..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SLK1kSj4FWI/AAAAAAAAAmk/al15eAlGPcE/s72-c/SP_A5279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-8628098084670873541</id><published>2008-07-17T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:51:26.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>correction!</title><content type='html'>let me correct some things here.. this is a post in friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dreams that one day she&lt;br /&gt;will find a boy that does these things for&lt;br /&gt;her. Even the smallest action can have&lt;br /&gt;the BIGGEST impact in someones life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not every gurl wants all of these..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• ring her up everyday and tell her you&lt;br /&gt;miss her very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(everyday? wow.. if he's willing i suppose.. O_O everyday? :S ok next..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• joke around with her,she wouldnt like&lt;br /&gt;if you're very VERY serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(very true.. but serious at times are fine &amp;amp; she'll still love u!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• entertain her every single time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolx! sounds wrong to me..(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• love her for who she is,not for her&lt;br /&gt;wealth or anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes this is important..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• DON'T ask her to change to the person&lt;br /&gt;you want her to be cause this will assure that u&lt;br /&gt;aint the perfect boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guys don't even think of trying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• when arguements,work things out&lt;br /&gt;instead of just leaving it behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(agreed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;••don't play around wid other girls or&lt;br /&gt;your exes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(girls do get jealous easily but they don't tell or show it.. =P cats out of the bag alrd..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• never forget what she says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(humans forget.. so wad if u forget?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• be happy with what you have cause&lt;br /&gt;nothing in this world will turn out the&lt;br /&gt;way you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes.. i agree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•• think positive about you and her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there cld be times where ur unsecure.. tts fine..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her one of your t-shirts to&lt;br /&gt;sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMGBBQWTH!? erm.. probabbly for ppl much older than my age.. :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• leave her cute text notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha tts nice.. x) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wad if the gurl is shy or doesn't want to.. :\)&lt;br /&gt;• tell her she is gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes yes.. she knows it.. but no harm in reminding.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look into her eyes when you talk to&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolx sometimes it gets awkward..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her mess with your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( xD i do love to play with his hair.. so i guess yea.. let her.. xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• touch her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay.. yes.. a green light..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• just walk around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uh-huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• "FORGiVE HER FOR HER MiSTAKES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes yes.. :D forgive..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look at her like she`s the only one&lt;br /&gt;you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she'll feel reli special..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bein playful is a plus.. *winks* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• hold her hand when you`re around your&lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmmm no prob with that.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she starts swearing at you, tell&lt;br /&gt;her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolx.. yes.. do wtv tt'll calm her down..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her fall asleep in your arms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*romantic moments!!*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...:)...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• stay up all night with her when she`s&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tt'll be so sweet.. *aww*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lolx why not?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(why is this even in here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ur heart is alrd her universe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• write her letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh.. love notes..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hahahaha! wth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when she`s sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her know she`s important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes always do..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• let her take all the photos she wants&lt;br /&gt;of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha yeap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ^^ wow..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• when you fall in love with her, tell&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• and when you tell her, love her like&lt;br /&gt;you've never loved someone before.&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-8628098084670873541?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8628098084670873541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=8628098084670873541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8628098084670873541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/8628098084670873541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/correction.html' title='correction!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2440835987711773046</id><published>2008-07-17T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:05.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>delayed post for 02/02/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SH8f13rdKPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7oX70zrNM1o/s1600-h/nw+tht+i+fnd+the+love+of+my+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223929103112808690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SH8f13rdKPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7oX70zrNM1o/s400/nw+tht+i+fnd+the+love+of+my+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry for the l8 post.. x)&lt;br /&gt;Well just wanted to post bout kevinicole's 5th month! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And sweetheart.. I'm lovin u more n more each day.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th Month dear.. *o-&lt;br /&gt;I wish this wld go on forever..&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't find it's end..&lt;br /&gt;I want us to stay us..&lt;br /&gt;I need u..&lt;br /&gt;6th month isn't in another 2 weeks.. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I told u tt ur voice was the first voice I heard when I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;And u said.. Hope there will be more times like this in the future..&lt;br /&gt;U don't knw how much I want that too.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;U are my everything.. the sun the moon the sky..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love u.. thats 3 words I can't deny.. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5048635832213397342-2440835987711773046?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2440835987711773046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2440835987711773046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2440835987711773046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2440835987711773046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/delayed-post-for-020208.html' title='delayed post for 02/02/08'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SH8f13rdKPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7oX70zrNM1o/s72-c/nw+tht+i+fnd+the+love+of+my+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-3944637888588414605</id><published>2008-07-14T23:55:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:08.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it speak its own words..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905979331745922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt9UOlVGII/AAAAAAAAAmU/x4J4Z5afWJ8/s400/DSC00478+-+Copy+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt8lOUIGdI/AAAAAAAAAmM/gczAU1zTung/s1600-h/vida+loca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905171805739474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt8lOUIGdI/AAAAAAAAAmM/gczAU1zTung/s400/vida+loca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; oh shut up.. i don't wanna hear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt8gW7dOOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YrEX0m5H_V8/s1600-h/the+return.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905088218839266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt8gW7dOOI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YrEX0m5H_V8/s400/the+return.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;black dress scandal..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt7_Q6gsWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_JIRuBIlFpI/s1600-h/SP_A4654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222904519668576610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt7_Q6gsWI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_JIRuBIlFpI/s400/SP_A4654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; the silent killer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt7kRlGinI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Q90Cnlzc3U8/s1600-h/SP_A4647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222904055990749810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt7kRlGinI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Q90Cnlzc3U8/s400/SP_A4647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; so taken n loving every bit of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*emotionally diabetic..* x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt63pqfzwI/AAAAAAAAAls/K7NRQ5apqKU/s1600-h/SP_A4608.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222903289361714946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt63pqfzwI/AAAAAAAAAls/K7NRQ5apqKU/s400/SP_A4608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; just for kicks.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt6TRSI7uI/AAAAAAAAAlk/QLLX0s7Xo3E/s1600-h/SP_A4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222902664341810914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt6TRSI7uI/AAAAAAAAAlk/QLLX0s7Xo3E/s400/SP_A4616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt5UdmnbRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ECuzP6d7oyI/s1600-h/Image152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901585317162258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt5UdmnbRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ECuzP6d7oyI/s400/Image152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; behind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;these hazel eyes.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt5FegVAsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/-NdqKLthdFY/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901327861187266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt5FegVAsI/AAAAAAAAAlU/-NdqKLthdFY/s400/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;flying kisses.. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt4yPYmoRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/_KUJ1xPQOrs/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900997384741138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt4yPYmoRI/AAAAAAAAAlM/_KUJ1xPQOrs/s400/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another oh so spasm moment.. :S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt4TXDSpJI/AAAAAAAAAlE/pojeoi97L8w/s1600-h/DSC00479+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900466866889874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt4TXDSpJI/AAAAAAAAAlE/pojeoi97L8w/s400/DSC00479+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; smile as u break inside..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt3hLGSGmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/BYYxt9VuuHc/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899604664752738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt3hLGSGmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/BYYxt9VuuHc/s400/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; art&lt;br /&gt;of illusions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt3PuhxAVI/AAAAAAAAAks/SURPmqFh_tI/s1600-h/Boredom.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899304937619794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt3PuhxAVI/AAAAAAAAAks/SURPmqFh_tI/s400/Boredom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a moment of spasm.. x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-3944637888588414605?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3944637888588414605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=3944637888588414605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3944637888588414605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/3944637888588414605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/let-it-speak-its-own-words.html' title='let it speak its own words..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SHt9UOlVGII/AAAAAAAAAmU/x4J4Z5afWJ8/s72-c/DSC00478+-+Copy+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1487172538618194329</id><published>2008-06-30T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:09:13.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espanol!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!! They won!!! Damn u Germany.. In ur fans Germany fans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain Has Fernando Torres to thank wei..!! 1st goal at 33mins..&lt;br /&gt;And it lasted throughout the game..!&lt;br /&gt;And the goalkeeper of cos..! Iker Casillas!&lt;br /&gt;He's real damn good.. =)&lt;br /&gt;I'd better go sleep now.. school's starting in a few hours..&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can sleep in peace alrd.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Cesc Fabregas kinda looked good on the field..&lt;br /&gt;N of cos Torres was the best.. xP&lt;br /&gt;aaaaa wtv larh!&lt;br /&gt;THEY WON!! That's all that matters man..!&lt;br /&gt;N btw i think Carles Puyol looks like a greek fela cos he had this ring thingy arnd his head.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;His hair was so wet wit swt i tell u.. So geli..&lt;br /&gt;Capdevila kicks so high larh wei..! And they lost so many chances..&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.. But nvm larh THEY WON!&lt;br /&gt;I love u Spain!! *i'm so supporting Spain forever*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupiak Kaa Wei just msged me Spain won.. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Spain fans.. Be proud!! España para victoria..&lt;br /&gt;Spain forever baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score 1-0 :)&lt;br /&gt;tu hablas espanol?&lt;br /&gt;Si usted hace, usted entenderá esto.&lt;br /&gt;sí amor! soporte Espanol siempre!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo España.&lt;br /&gt;España es el mejor equipo baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u speak spanish?&lt;br /&gt;If u d, u will understand this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes my love! Support Spain always!&lt;br /&gt;I love u Spain!&lt;br /&gt;Spain is te best team baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)我爱西班牙。(:&lt;br /&gt;wo ai si ban ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh man.. i reli gtg sleep.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb..&lt;br /&gt;=)esta señora ama a ese hombre.(=&lt;br /&gt;hahahaz.. dunno den too bad larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1487172538618194329?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1487172538618194329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1487172538618194329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1487172538618194329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1487172538618194329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/espanol.html' title='Espanol!!'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-2251325523666506536</id><published>2008-06-29T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T02:05:20.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's why you go away..</title><content type='html'>gosh i darn love this song.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's Why You Go Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby won't you tell me why there is sadness in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna say goodbye to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is one big illusion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should try to forget &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there is something left in my head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the one who set it up now you're the one to make it stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm the one who's feeling lost right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you want me to forget every little thing you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there is something left in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't forget the way you're kissing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling's so strong were lasting for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not the man your heart is missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's why you go away I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were never satisfied no matter how I tried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you wanna say goodbye to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is one big illusion I should try to forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there is something left in my head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't forget the way you're kissing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling's so strong... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting here all alone in the middle of nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know which way to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There ain't so much to say now between us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There ain't so much for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There ain't so much for me anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't forget the way you're kissing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling's so strong... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:) nice rite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-2251325523666506536?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2251325523666506536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=2251325523666506536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2251325523666506536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/2251325523666506536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/thats-why-you-go-away.html' title='that&apos;s why you go away..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1021504862373273416</id><published>2008-06-28T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:08.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGUcsAXcZHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cry1iuBaUS8/s1600-h/fernando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216607285716739186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGUcsAXcZHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cry1iuBaUS8/s400/fernando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fernando José Torres Sanz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Born 20 March 1984 in Fuenlabrada, Madrid, Spain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-A Spanish football player currently playing for Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why oh why liverpool! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is like liking an enemy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yer.. No way.. I'm sticking to MU! TOO BAD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at the pic.. it explains it all.. *dings off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-1021504862373273416?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1021504862373273416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1021504862373273416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1021504862373273416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1021504862373273416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/fernando-jos-torres-sanz-born-20-march.html' title=''/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGUcsAXcZHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cry1iuBaUS8/s72-c/fernando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-9214401797367005597</id><published>2008-06-27T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:08.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGTeHYfwsLI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZVQ04ikjJO4/s1600-h/spain!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216538486817992882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGTeHYfwsLI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZVQ04ikjJO4/s400/spain!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've found a new passion..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new beggining..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new meaning to victory..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenacity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SPAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spain forever baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Support Spain for world cup.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SPAIN SPAIN SPAIN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There isn't any victory u can't claim..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glory is all u can gain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't ever let down ur name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put ur heart into the game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spain=Victory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other teams..&lt;br /&gt;Ascalavista/Au Revoir/Irse morir baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spain.. estoy enamorado de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Spain.. I'm in love with U...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obtener una victoria para vuestro admirador!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(win a vicoty for ur fans!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm supporting the team because of my passion for the game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT for the darn swt guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though in the team..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My most hated goalkeeper has to be.. Andres Palop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weirdest looking defender.. Alvaro Albeloa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tt long hair dude.. Sergio Ramos is another wtheck.. -__-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So young bt the hair makes him look so OLD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate guys having long hair!! eww..@.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N guess wad.. Fernando Navarro happens to hv swt faces in almost all his pix..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL later i'll show 1 of em to u..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216526998012838450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGTTqpXKQjI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_CeI2Q5_VjA/s400/fernando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I told u so.. -_-" dead corpse look.. haiz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WTF u shld take a look at Carles Puyol larh! His darn hair can fit 4 beehives larh babe!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216527960824325410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGTUisHTpSI/AAAAAAAAAkU/O9OcaXboeCM/s400/carles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eww larh dude.. Cut the hair..!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahah.. Carlos Marchena looks like rabbit.. xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think Raul Albiol and Juan Juanito are the only normal lookin defender.. -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Joan Capdevila.. don't even get me started.. face of a horse.. @.@"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rueben De la Red.. LOL he looks funny.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Santi Cazorla Rodriguez is only 23!! O_O he looked 40 to me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cesc Fabregas is cute.. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andres Iniesta has a typical pancake face leh! So flat! :S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Xavi Hernandez looks quite normal i suppose.. :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Xabi Alonso's hair sux.. -_-" like old man oni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Marcos Senna looks abit like Seal.. Seal as in the singer larh dum dum.. xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniel Guiza! LOL LOL LOL... Lmao! x_x he looks so weird..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like those persian kings.. ehem.. u watched meet the spartans?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yea tt fat half naked persian king with nipple piercings..-_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;David Silva is a zombie larh..! He looks like a dead corpse.. So emotionless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shit another long haired player..! WTH.. Sergio Garcia.. Ewww! Damn lar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Where have all the hot guys gone to? :S Don't bother lar..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Moving on..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh-Kay.. David Villa is quite good looking..&lt;br /&gt;But still not according to my liking larh..-_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok.. Everyone heard of Fernando Torres rite.. He's ok only larh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quite good looking oso.. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But the best striker in the team.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So ppl u see.. I don't happen to support the team for the guys..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As i've said.. It's my passion for the game! Believe me larh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Damn u ppl damn mean larh.. Can't a gurl watch football?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pfft..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-out-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nicole supports Spain! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-9214401797367005597?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9214401797367005597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=9214401797367005597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/9214401797367005597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/9214401797367005597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/spain.html' title='SPAIN'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGTeHYfwsLI/AAAAAAAAAkc/ZVQ04ikjJO4/s72-c/spain!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7927799206654702107</id><published>2008-06-26T14:07:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:11.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures frm s'ban n most recently taken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM69zyeysI/AAAAAAAAAj8/E3rHDZ_4-zY/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216077626973539010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM69zyeysI/AAAAAAAAAj8/E3rHDZ_4-zY/s400/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM6s8bm1JI/AAAAAAAAAj0/QSy1mnpjTq0/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216077337235739794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM6s8bm1JI/AAAAAAAAAj0/QSy1mnpjTq0/s400/DSC00634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute rite..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075990517483874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM5ejg9CWI/AAAAAAAAAjk/TxuyjHFWpTM/s400/Image216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM5Pz_Q7WI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6_LcWB50qFk/s1600-h/Image191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075737241546082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM5Pz_Q7WI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6_LcWB50qFk/s400/Image191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM5GS9WBPI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uDNBfT6dtYY/s1600-h/Image193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075573756298482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM5GS9WBPI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uDNBfT6dtYY/s400/Image193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM46qHPXaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rtx4F24YoNo/s1600-h/Image195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075373813390754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM46qHPXaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rtx4F24YoNo/s400/Image195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM40JXNdsI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sRzQvKJ5LA0/s1600-h/Image212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216075261942789826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM40JXNdsI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sRzQvKJ5LA0/s400/Image212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i drew this on the canteen table..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM4S2NzpDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/AjKQl06NzRo/s1600-h/Image213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216074689867392050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM4S2NzpDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/AjKQl06NzRo/s400/Image213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just took it cos i tot the clouds are nice.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM38RqsjoI/AAAAAAAAAis/oDjiApWiPl4/s1600-h/Image186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216074302099328642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM38RqsjoI/AAAAAAAAAis/oDjiApWiPl4/s400/Image186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM3QvFbrsI/AAAAAAAAAic/SvveVvL5USU/s1600-h/Image181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216073554081853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM3QvFbrsI/AAAAAAAAAic/SvveVvL5USU/s400/Image181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in overseas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM3Jo_kcBI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DFPxdOUs5WU/s1600-h/Image214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216073432187564050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM3Jo_kcBI/AAAAAAAAAiU/DFPxdOUs5WU/s400/Image214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; firever.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM2Pm-vduI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rQUeSggvAKc/s1600-h/Image179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216072435214808802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM2Pm-vduI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rQUeSggvAKc/s400/Image179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;black coctail dress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM2DN1jwHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uehmy60Yc4M/s1600-h/Image220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216072222306975858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM2DN1jwHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uehmy60Yc4M/s400/Image220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^^ TEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM16gp9QrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Tom6VNrEJds/s1600-h/Image219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216072072739766962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM16gp9QrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Tom6VNrEJds/s400/Image219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nerdified! @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216076677966692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM6GkdnfrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YmOK2u-AcDk/s400/Image176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ooh!! BABY LEON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM0kULj2gI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eaiO3zSiHUM/s1600-h/Image170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216070591922297346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM0kULj2gI/AAAAAAAAAhk/eaiO3zSiHUM/s400/Image170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cousie n me.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMz-czycqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mXMzlKcxzwo/s1600-h/Image151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216069941403480738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMz-czycqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/mXMzlKcxzwo/s400/Image151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216072675079098178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM2dki2D0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/joauEYqHuGU/s400/Image158.jpg" border="0" /&gt; smarties.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzz5_qYwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nRfSVASA2Ss/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216069760259351298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzz5_qYwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nRfSVASA2Ss/s400/Image154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzqFNqPHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ri_REuKt7eI/s1600-h/Image155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216069591472159858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzqFNqPHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Ri_REuKt7eI/s400/Image155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dads house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzZcEEJeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ps-RQGF8dfM/s1600-h/Image161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216069305548154338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzZcEEJeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ps-RQGF8dfM/s400/Image161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzDmGJ_6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/5tCvpiGWq-Q/s1600-h/Image167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216068930284158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMzDmGJ_6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/5tCvpiGWq-Q/s400/Image167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMyXl60OOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/J8vQQMmmELg/s1600-h/Image160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216068174322350306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGMyXl60OOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/J8vQQMmmELg/s400/Image160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was my supper..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5048635832213397342-7927799206654702107?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7927799206654702107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=7927799206654702107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7927799206654702107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/7927799206654702107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-frm-sban-n-most-recently-taken.html' title='pictures frm s&apos;ban n most recently taken..'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGM69zyeysI/AAAAAAAAAj8/E3rHDZ_4-zY/s72-c/DSC00630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-1479290329916185470</id><published>2008-06-26T13:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T14:28:11.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[SORRY]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGNVUsZC80I/AAAAAAAAAkE/6EtDKpbFLFo/s1600-h/Love_U_4ever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216106607427121986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGNVUsZC80I/AAAAAAAAAkE/6EtDKpbFLFo/s400/Love_U_4ever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm reli sorry.. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for avoiding u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its just tt I dun knw hw to face u anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun even knw wad to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But pls rmbr something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll always love u the same.. Nthg's gonna change tt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe tt some day this prob will resolve..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I suppose I just need time rite now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm literally afraid..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afraid of u.. Afraid of talking to u.. Afraid of wad u feel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly.. Afraid of losing u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun ask me any questions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just gonna let wtv happens happens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*forever*&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/5048635832213397342-1479290329916185470?l=possible-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1479290329916185470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5048635832213397342&amp;postID=1479290329916185470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1479290329916185470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5048635832213397342/posts/default/1479290329916185470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://possible-dreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry.html' title='[SORRY]'/><author><name>[*&amp;amp;;^%$#@!ox~nIcOlE~xo!@#$%^&amp;amp;;*]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06070842065746542874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/S40pYzl38JI/AAAAAAAABUw/ycYL1SA1_lo/S220/DSC06166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYWlEtMGFGU/SGNVUsZC80I/AAAAAAAAAkE/6EtDKpbFLFo/s72-c/Love_U_4ever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5048635832213397342.post-7849999007782541450</id><published>2008-06-20T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:43:01.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>1.If I looked on your bed, what would I find?&lt;br /&gt;-4 fluffed Pillows.. a bloster.. a comforter.. n a quilt with 3 other fleece blankies..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you go to the bathroom with the door open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;-Common sense closed larh.. Den open house ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are your underwear and socks folded in your drawers, or just thrown in?&lt;br /&gt;-LOL folded.. I like things neat n tidy.. WTH it's P&amp;amp;C larh.. Such a personal question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep on your back or stomach?&lt;br /&gt;I usually sleep sideways.. But at times on my back/stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What would I find if I looked under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;-baskets,boxes, and everything else! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Something that happened today that made you angry?&lt;br /&gt;-oh.. nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What will you do after this survey?&lt;br /&gt;-sleep.. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Prefer Marriage or living together?&lt;br /&gt;-Marriage? Living together? OMG i dunno.. xP But i'm guessing it's marriage gua..&lt;br /&gt;Aiya long more to go larh.. Dun talk bout it now k.. Not ready.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;-LOL I'm in my towel? cos I just came out frm the shower n I'm waitin for my hair to dry&lt;br /&gt;Riite.. Too much info.. I shall shut up.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How many times have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;-Honestly.. twice when I was form 1 n now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Does de-labeling a beer bottle make you sexually frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;-Should it? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you talk about your feelings or hide them?&lt;br /&gt;-Depends on wad kinda problem larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Is there something you regret and wish you could take back?&lt;br /&gt;-Sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.First thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;-Pray..*morning prayer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Kiss with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;-Haven't experienced it.. And not ready to.. N even if I do kiss.. Of cos it's closed..!&lt;br /&gt;It's rude to kiss with ur eyes open..It's a kissing rule.. :S LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Last argument you got into?&lt;br /&gt;-Can't rmbr.. :) I forget unhappy moments easilly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you tend to rip the paper off water bottles?&lt;br /&gt;-*laughs* I used to hv tt habit until i realised tt the bottle looks ugly naked.. *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Whats one thing about the girl/boy you love?&lt;br /&gt;-His sweetness.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.When you shut off your alarm clock, do you tend to fall back asleep?&lt;br /&gt;-hahaz.. yes.. n when i can't shut it off i throw it.. :O n once it broke.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.If you were given the chance to take care of a monkey for a weekend, would u?&lt;br /&gt;-Aiyorh! NO! I can't even seem to take care of myself wanna add a monkey to my misery izit?&lt;br /&gt;I dun like monkey bussiness.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What is the current advertisement on the side of the screen?&lt;br /&gt;-There isn't one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What are you looking forward to in the next few months?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm hoping I get my life back into place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.When will you turn 50?&lt;br /&gt;-WTH! That's SOOOO OLD ok! OMG dun ever ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;-In the arms of his.. I feel disprited rite now..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What song are you currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;-None..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Have you ever passed out from drinking?&lt;br /&gt;-Nah.. Not tt easy.. Wanna challenge me? (winks)&lt;br /&gt;*advice-Don't start something u can't stop..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.If you caught your significant other cheating on you what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Dump hiM right away.. Den start flirting with some guy on tt day itself rite in front of him n make hiM regret the hell out of his life.. *evil grins* I've done it before n yeah.. It works.. =D Let hiM regret.. He's such a LOSER! He'll come running back to u.. But hell just reject.. &lt;strong&gt;He's not worth ur time&lt;/strong&gt; anyways.. =) Hahaz.. I'm evil I knw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.What time did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;-6:35am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you have any cousins?&lt;br /&gt;-Of cos.. I've got so many u'd think it's crazee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;-When guys do silly just so they make u laugh.. LOL It's funny alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;-Wow.. It was Sunday the last time I was on the phone.. So it was Kevin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is the worst subject they teach in school?&lt;br /&gt;- Worst? Hmmm Science.. :X I don't damn understand wad Aida says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Where do you plan on living when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;-Australia or maybe here? I won't knw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.What was your dream this morning?&lt;br /&gt;-I can't rmbr.. :S Ppl wake up forgetting 70% of their dream.. So yeah.. Now I don't hv a clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Where was the last place you went to?&lt;br /&gt;-School? *sad rite i knw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m not in the mood to tag.. 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