<?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-4383170066245016355</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:38:15.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIGORMORTIS</title><subtitle type='html'>A broken heart is a heart that has felt love.All of our young lives we search for someone to love, someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope, all the while wondering if somewhere and somehow there is someone searching for us.
Rigormortis-The Movement of The Dead :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-491286028668377579</id><published>2010-06-28T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:44:40.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;all that's left to do is wish and pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;all i do is sit far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;watch you have a better life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;a better person by your side in life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;no reason for you to cry no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;i'll be able to see you smiling once more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;that would be enough for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;not like how it used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;when you were with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;the forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4383170066245016355-491286028668377579?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/491286028668377579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-thats-left-to-do-is-wish-and-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/491286028668377579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/491286028668377579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-thats-left-to-do-is-wish-and-pray.html' title=''/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-5882407450598635615</id><published>2010-06-27T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:40:20.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;So what if you say I'm a bitch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You call me a bitch as if it's something bad. Lol. There is something known as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bitchology&lt;/span&gt;. And if you take the initiative to actually read it, it only basically means that :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Being a bitch means that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I stand up to protect myself, my thought, my opinions, my beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I stand up for those I love, I stand up for my rights and what I really do deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I speak out my mind, think my own thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;or probably just do things just the way I like it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I won't compromise with what's in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just live my life my very own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I won't let anyone to step on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I refuse to tolerate injustice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;It means&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; I have courage and strength to allow myself to be me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;So try to stomp me, douse my inner flame, squash every ounce of beauty I hold within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;trust me, you won't succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;And if that makes me a bitch, so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I embrace the title and I'm proud to bear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;So yes, I'm a bitch,got a problem suck your own dick :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-5882407450598635615?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/5882407450598635615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-if-you-say-im-bitch-you-call-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5882407450598635615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5882407450598635615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-what-if-you-say-im-bitch-you-call-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-3991321699856363717</id><published>2010-06-25T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T03:26:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As they once said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); line-height: 17px; "&gt;Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Love is a noble act of self-giving, offering trust, faith, and loyalty. The more you love, the more you lose a part of yourself, yet you don't become less of who you are; you end up being complete with your loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The most precious love occurs without choice, and when you least expect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And when it all falls apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;If I should die tonight and the reason remains unknown, tell not the whole world, but the one I love that I died of a broken heart, not because he loved me too little but because I loved him too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Time will prove my love to you and cement my place in your heart forever. For time will give me the credibility and the believability that I need to convince you to want to spend the rest of your life with me. That I am worthy of such a commitment from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;I always knew that looking back to the cries would make me laugh; but I never knew that looking back to the laughs would make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;If your are meant to be together forever, you will survive any obstacle or trouble that comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;If loving you would mean heartbreak and endless quarrels, it would be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, 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href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-4153662307911835375</id><published>2010-06-24T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T06:04:17.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesomeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;24.06.2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Today everything went on well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I've got things right this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I finally got my license that's what I meant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I'm pretty much bored at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Nothing much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Break oh break, when is it even gonna be over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;GAHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss the nonsense in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;And now I know something for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NOT SKIPPING&lt;/span&gt; anymore classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Shit I'm dead bored until my brains are not even functioning well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I blog later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;signing off for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4383170066245016355-4153662307911835375?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/4153662307911835375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesomeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/4153662307911835375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At first you made it seem like you don't care about me and you don't love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you return saying you love me and can't think of anyone else in my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But when I started to think maybe it is true what you said and I know it is too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought I was mean I was evil enough to do that to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now you've proven something to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You never changed. Not a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your cryings were all fake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You just couldn't accept the fact you don't own me anymore thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its not like you ever loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its so clear now. VERY clear indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks for hurting me once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And thanks for letting me feel I was dumb enough to actually believe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And may god bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-1157498172655968558?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/1157498172655968558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1157498172655968558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1157498172655968558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm.'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-4516735924812393136</id><published>2010-05-13T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:19:15.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ex's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i thought i was the one.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;And sometimes you wish you could change everything in your past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;but if you ever do that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;how will you even learn from your mistakes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Yes I know for a fact, sometimes, a person's past will keep haunting you and never will leave your back no matter how hard you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Your mind has no tendency to ignore those "memories" which maybe disturbing for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But which human is perfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Everyone of us have dark pasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Almost everything is link to relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Life is just unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Those who deserve you never gets the whole you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;And yes, those who don't deserve you, normally gets their hands on you when  you're just a first timer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Just so depressing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4383170066245016355-4516735924812393136?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/4516735924812393136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/exs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/4516735924812393136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/4516735924812393136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/exs.html' title='ex&apos;s'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-5464589600301872982</id><published>2010-05-13T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:06:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I need to get a life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[this week has been an awful,hectic week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;too many things to do, and too little time.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Anyways back to my bloggie. Greetings people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I'm kinda emoing today. Firstly, my fucked up chemistry test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;studied like mad, and all i got is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"your time is up! put your pens down!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;like what the fuck ?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Who even gives tests for 50 minutes with so many damn thinking type questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Argghhhhhhhh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;No point crying over that! Just pissing me off. But I just cant seem to get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I just wanna go home! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I miss my Mom,suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I wanna scream out! I wanna cry out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it just fails to happen =.='&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know whats wrong with me lately.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Too much of mood swings, getting tensed up easily, always moody etc. etc. etc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's like I have been PMS-ing the whole damn week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not enough of that, stupid Mathematics Test tomorrow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I just joined the class yesterday, like seriously, am I Albert Einstein's daughter or what? !!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You see, I've been such a messed up person. Screwing every single thing in life. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last ever thing I would wanna do is spoiling my future :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't really know what's going to be ahead of me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not talking about that for now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like how things are now on the other hand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People did forgive me for my mistakes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I appreciate that really much, thankies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though as I've been saying in my older posts, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I did hurt many people in life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some may even just punish you for somethings you never did.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thats why I say, LIFE's always a BITCH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you'd never know when it really does backstabbbbbb you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just feel so unsatisfied right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only way to let it out is to write.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hate writing in my diary,coz when i'm at home,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom tends to read it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pathetic much, i know :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i just want things to work out right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i want everything to be in place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i want my whole routine to be organised.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;if not, i'm just losing my patience thats all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;got to go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;will write soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;good night world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br 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2'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-2710652003114760914</id><published>2010-05-10T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:15:03.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;hello world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;today was an ordinary monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;looked myself in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;and its depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;got ready for college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;its the old same routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;walk pass the guard house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;head to the cafeteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;grab a chocolate-chip muffin with a can of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;and rush to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;it was chemistry in the first slot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;well i've like chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;so its a deff i enjoy chemistry classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;well well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;i've dropped my mathematics 3c/3d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;DEPRESSION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;got me all down today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;all depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;all stressed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;life can be so fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;dad told me to do what i think is the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;love dad for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;on the other hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;i'm thinking about my futureeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;what am i going to do in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;it's like there's no clear cut at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;i don't see where am i heading to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;lord! have mercyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;after all that drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;the blank stares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;the cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;went for psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;went for english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;and sat for biology topic test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;and came back home in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;one test down, twoo more to goooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;phewww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;i'm exhausted people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;good night world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;till i write again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;xxxxxx&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/4383170066245016355-2710652003114760914?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/2710652003114760914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2710652003114760914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2710652003114760914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-part.html' title='Random part'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-6828012361866450937</id><published>2010-05-06T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:18:44.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Hello Bloggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Update!Update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Today was an awesome day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Everything was fine till Mr. English had to piss me off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;He just has to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;picking on me&lt;/span&gt; all the time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;eeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hate it much, but yeah have to see his face every Mondays and Thurdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ishhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Though at times, I enjoy his sarcasm! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I just did not say that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Anyways next week is going to be hectic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Test!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;test!&lt;/span&gt; test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;And hell lots of assignments to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I'm getting lifeless day by day. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;swear&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Lalalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I'm going home tomorrow. Weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Finally get to sleep on my own bed and not be stucked in hostel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Well I've got to go for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We'll be blogging soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Good night world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-6828012361866450937?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/6828012361866450937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/omfg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6828012361866450937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6828012361866450937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/omfg.html' title='OMFG'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-298830999908366127</id><published>2010-05-05T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:38:27.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Hello World!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;I'm bored! Absolutely bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Was asleep the whole day. LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Woke up. Went for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Did a bit on my assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Got bored of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Thought I could do something beneficial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;but NAHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Lol. And then slept again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Woke up. Went for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Came back and showered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Felt so lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And talked to my bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And she hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;And feel so lifeless again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Hate being this way. But look what has stress done to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Anyways, I'm not sure of what I'm even writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;ROFL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Good night World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Till I write again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;xxxxx&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/4383170066245016355-298830999908366127?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/298830999908366127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/298830999908366127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/298830999908366127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-part-2.html' title='Random Part 2'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-5223431410234710670</id><published>2010-05-02T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T10:37:41.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;to Make . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;world,I'm here again. After ages. Just been sick,like really sick. Last week, I fell while playing netball, so had some back muscle injury. Was really an awful fall. After I recovered, after a few walk-in and out of the hospital, I fell sick. The 3-in-1 package. Lol. But anyways,I'm wanting to make this confession a long long time ago but just slipped of my mind. Hmm. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been a failure through out my life. I've caused so much of pain to a particular person, who now is not even my friend, it's a great lost though, but if thats what keeps him happy, I'll deal with it. All I'm able to say is again I'm really sorry. Please don't hate me. I do owe you an apology I know, but have you ever given me a chance to do so? Instead, you kept putting the blame on me and I stood there saying nothing, when you shouted infront of my friends, infront of everyone you called me names. How I felt at that moment, you'll never know. It's okay if you're upset with me, I know I deserve such a treatment. I always have been hearing your scoldings, your shoutings so what is this little humiliation do. No matter how you treat me, I'll still pray for your happiness, I'm not proving anything here like you've always said, when I try to voice out, you said I'm pretending all this while. Even when I'm writing this, I tear! Thats how much it hurts me when you say things like that. The other day, you scolded me, I was almost going to burst out crying, and thats the reason why I just walked away from you. I don't want to tear in front you. You know, it hurts the person more when the person tries to seek for apology. I just hope you're happy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I want is someone who I can trust, someone who I can love and loves me the way I do, not just leave me hanging all alone when I need him the most. Where on earth shall I find somebody like him, the person who loves me even more than I love myself. It seemed really impossible till I met this guy,(not mentioning names). Sometimes I wonder that do I really deserve him in my life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For my past, was a really bad one. Yes, I admit that fact. I may have hurt many people in my life. Now after meeting him, he changed the whole in me. He loves me as a mother loves her child. He does everything that he can just to make me happy. I would be the dumbest ever person on earth if I break his heart. How can I ever do that? Never. I have seen the beauty if his love. The sincerity in him that makes me melt. And his kiss. Just puts me above the ground. It feels so nice when his lips touches mine. I just cant be bothered about any other things around me when I am with him. Oh! I just cant explain the feeling of being loved by someone who can sacrifce everything just to be with you. Sometimes when I am alone on my bed, I would be thinking of him. and suddenly my phone beeps. It is him! My heart shouts! I would be over the moon, when he rings my bells. I would spent the whole day with him, infact I did. If he can sacrifice so much, why cant I do the same? I would give him everything he wants. I would not refuse or deny all his wishes. I will give him willingly. I know, I'm not as good as he is. But still I would try my level best to keep him happy without shedding a tear, but however i end up screwing all the time. iloveyou &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-5223431410234710670?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/5223431410234710670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5223431410234710670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5223431410234710670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-8682281763682699387</id><published>2010-04-14T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:43:55.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Surprise :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;there's no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;surprise. . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hey people! It's been a while since I've blogged, was pretty much busy with college, topic tests, and stuff. Well, here I am again, blogging to kill time. It's pretty hard to catch some sleep nowadays, I keep wondering why. When others sleep, I don't, and when they don't, I do. LOL. When I'm awake at this awkward hours of the night, sometimes my little chunk of tissues and membranes, just keep flashing my life,my past life. Looking back is not what I ever intend to do. I never did, I never will. But I can't stop myself from thinking, on that one particular night, 03042010. Well, lets just not talk about it. It's really devastating, and you ( you know who you are, and I don't wish to mention names over here ) just lost everything, even that little sympathy I had for you, even after whatever you said to me, I kept telling myself, I shouldn't have been rude towards you. You'll never understand me, you never tried to anyways. Be angry at me, it's all your wish. I'm never going to bug you on this matter NO MORE. But it's really painful when such words I hear over and over again from your mouth, with your unpleasant speech! Anyways, all I can say is, I'm not having grudge against you and hopefully you don't as well. And I didn't blog to prove anything about myself if thats what you think of each and every post of mine, YES! YOU ARE WRONG! I don't care about whatever people say about me, I'm just living my life. And I don't need people to lead my life. I don't need people to me giving their opinions on what I should do and what not. I don't even let my parents decide my future, what else some ordinary outsider! Until today, this very minute, I do apologize for I choose to live my life my way, whats the point when there's no future. Well, if you're still mad at me, I don't blame you. At least I didn't drag it until its too late. And to my so-called-bestfriend. Thanks alot for backstabbing me again, no wonder I see wonders in your life now. Sorry, but you made me this way, People around me made me this way, I never choose to be this way, I really didn't. If you ever open my blog page, and seeing this, I am truthfully sorry for what I did, I know it's the worst anyone can do but I just want a life for myself, at least I didn't drag it till it's too late. Sorry for everything once again, and I'm not proving anything to anyone! I made myself clear this time. May god bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-8682281763682699387?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/8682281763682699387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-no-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/8682281763682699387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/8682281763682699387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-no-surprise.html' title='There&apos;s No Surprise :)'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-4989126752577623176</id><published>2010-03-17T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:53:48.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens When He Is Your Prince Charming,But You're Not His Cinderella?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;What Happens When He's Your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You're Not His &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We always ignore those who adore us, but adore those who ignore us. Knowing the fact that they can never be ours yet we don't stop going after them. Just to learn later on, you've given so much of love to that person and getting nothing in return will just tear you apart. It's the worst feeling ever. And when you have got your heartbroken, you'll still not hate them. It's amazing how someone can break your heart and you can still love them with all the little pieces left. You'll treasure the moments you had, and say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"He taught me how to love but not how to stop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You'll start thinking to yourself, the times we were happy together are worth the time I cry alone. Loving you is the sweetest mistake I've done, you'll keep reminding your little heart to continue beating. And when you look at your partner smiling, and knowing he/she isn't smiling because of you, that's the time you'll miss them the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nothing hurts more than realizing that he meant everything to you but you never meant anything to him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And you'll say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A million words would never bring you back, I know because I tried, neither would a million tears, I know because I cried. Loving you was the sweetest mistake I've made,yes I admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But you don't dare remember me when she finally forgets you! It's hard to pretend you love someone when you don't but it's harder to pretend that you don't love that someone, when you know you really do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-4989126752577623176?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/4989126752577623176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-happens-when-he-is-your-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/4989126752577623176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/4989126752577623176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-happens-when-he-is-your-prince.html' title='What Happens When He Is Your Prince Charming,But You&apos;re Not His Cinderella?'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-6076307864264596518</id><published>2010-03-10T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:56:22.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life I'm Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Life I'm Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sometimes I'm grateful because I have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt; in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sometimes I'm wanting to die because of the way my parents treat me,anything I do is never right,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I even doubt that I'm their daughter, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;To the love of my life, you know who you are, I'm sorry I screwed up many times but  you do know how much I love you, I can't love anybody else this much, I swear I never did. You made me love you this much, don't ever leave me stranded half way, remember what promise you made to me, no matter what happens, you'll never let  go off my hands. Please don't ever hurt me like how the others did, I am trying to be a better person each and everyday. I love you the way you are, you don't have to be like anybody else or even compare yourself with anyone else, to me, you're perfect enough. If you're seeing this, baby, I love you, and I can't wait till the day I finally get to live with you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my mum and dad, I'm really sorry that I'm never a good daughter, yes I know, I'm rebellious and all, but I still love you mum and dad. I still want to make you proud of me, like how I always did and always will. Just one that I never listened that I am loving someone, Mum. I truly do love him, I'm sorry I can't help it. But that doesn't mean I'm neglecting you right? I always will spend my time with you, always will. I'm not that mean after all, I didn't mean to raise my voice mum,I just was tired, and you questioned me in such a way that I really got annoyed. See, I'm useless enough, always making you sad and always hurting you. When I see your tears, it kills me inside mum, it hurts me, really badly. I'm your daughter of course I feel it, I love you very much mum,I swear I do. Please please forgive me for what I did today. I'll prove myself, that I'll be a better person mum :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;To my best friend, Yinnba, you're the best ever partner in crime I ever had :) hahahaha. It's fun being with you, and I swear you're a nice person babe! Just too nice that everyone wants to backstab you. I'm surely going to miss you after AUSMAT course is over, and will wanna see you in Aussie soon enough kay? hehehe. And that Sunday, when you tried harming yourself, I thought I would lose you, I was so scared till I even thought of doing the same, goshhh. You really made me worried. Thank god you're safe now, don't you ever do it  again!  And Shafira, please stop emoing all the time, Yinba and I are always here for you alright? You'll get your life sorted out soon enough don't worry.All you need is time thats all. I'll miss you Shaf, once you leave to Canada next year :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Nice friends I've got, will treasure you guys for life, I swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-6076307864264596518?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/6076307864264596518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-im-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6076307864264596518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6076307864264596518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-im-living.html' title='The Life I&apos;m Living'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-3900759168377488370</id><published>2010-02-19T00:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:18:22.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tear Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Another Tear Drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;on my cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know where to begin, I don't know how else to apologize. I just am so messed up and I don't know how else to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry I brought you into this mess. I shouldn't have if I knew things will go this way around. It's not fair for me to even hold on to you any longer, I feel like I'm cheating on you, I'm cheating to myself and I'm cheating everyone else. I don't wish to cheat you in any other way. Enough is enough. I really don't see a future in us, that's the reason why I asked us to go onto separate ways, I don't want you to suffer any longer, I don't even have time for you any longer, I don't even spend time with you. It's getting lesser each day till the day I ended everything. I told you, leave me alone, I just want to be alone, I wanted you to hate me so much so that you'll be able to forget me easily, it would be easier for you to forget about everything. You deserve to be happy Jif, go out there search for your happiness, I'm pretty sure, there would be someone out there who would keep you happy forever, be there for you whenever you need her, love you the way you want her to love you, and will always stand by your side. It's like I'm a bad person, no point you wanting a bad person like me, I never kept you happy right? That's what they all say, but again nobody understands what I'm feeling inside. I don't know whether where I'll be when you finally will forgive me for all my mistakes. Just that please understand one thing, all I do is for your own good, you will thank me someday, when you finally find your happiness. I truly believe you would find someday, I pray each day that you would be fine. I don't want you to get wasted, and please quit smoking. I know I hurt you alot, but you see, you won't regret my decision at all. Thank you for everything. I hope you will be successful one day, I have faith in you. Take care :)&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-3900759168377488370?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/3900759168377488370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-tear-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/3900759168377488370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/3900759168377488370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-tear-drop.html' title='Another Tear Drop'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-617501330139901827</id><published>2010-02-15T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:28:37.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;One's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;First Love&lt;/span&gt; is Always Perfect, Until One Meets One's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Second Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and when one meets one's second love, the first love just remains as a fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;left untouched, left unrevealed, left to be not mentioned ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;People say, first love, especially for girls, it's really hard to forget, I do agree. A girl tries her very best to erase each of her mistake just to make sure her love stays, her love remains and her love will last till eternity. So when a girl says she loves you, she really does mean it,never doubt it. And when the girl starts hating you, she might hate you for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But, when the same girl tends to feel the same love or maybe more love from another person, will she still think about her first ever love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I knew the answers to that question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They said, love is the cure to a heart full of hatred, but when the hatred is caused by love, how is love suppose to cure that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They said, the foundation of love is trust, but from the very beginning the partner loses trust in his/her partner, how is that called love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They also said, the base for love is friendship,  but are all friends tend to be potential lovers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Where is love, when one is begging for love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Where is love, when on is dying to be loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Where is love, when one bleeds for love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And where is love, when it is suppose to cure a broken heart and mend the broken pieces of the heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, love isn't about all this fancy words and sweet talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love just happens when it is suppose to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You can force love to stay in your command, You can't force someone to stay with your demand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's true what they said, You give wings to your love, It will feel freedom, fly everywhere and at the end of the day, it still returns to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But, If you hold on to it, never gave it space, it will suffocate and tend to die little by little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Each second, each hour, each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For all you know, you just lost the love of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It is sad isn't it, but that's the truth people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You'll never know the value of love, the value of someone who cares about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Until you actually lose the person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And only then you'll act foolishly, wanting the person back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But do you think, in the person's thought, you'll still remain as the same person you were before this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The answer is NO, you'll never stay the same in her eyes. Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Face the fact people, try to realize and change yourselves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Love is everything it's cracked up to be, it is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;And there is no remedy for love, but to love more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-617501330139901827?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/617501330139901827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/02/ones-first-love-is-always-perfect-until.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/617501330139901827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/617501330139901827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/02/ones-first-love-is-always-perfect-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-1647004326599278471</id><published>2010-01-31T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:01:52.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm Sorry,But I Don't Wan't to do This Anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed you to be strong,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed you for pointing out my wrongs,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed pain,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed strain,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My love for you was strong enough you should have known,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed you for judgments,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed you to question what I spend,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never asked for help,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I take care of myself,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't know why you think you've got a hold on me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And it's a little late for conversations,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There isn't anything for you to say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And my eyes hurt, hands shiver,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So look at me, and listen to me..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want to stay another minute,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want you to say a single word,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There is no other way, I get the final say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Because..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want to do this any longer,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want you, there's nothing left to say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've already spoken, our love is broken,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed your corrections,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;On everything, from how I act, to what I say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed words,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed hurts,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I never needed you to be there every day,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry for the way I let go,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Of everything I wanted when you came along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But I am never beaten, broken, not defeated,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I know that next to you is not where I belong,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And it's a little late for explanations,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There isn't anything that you can do,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And my eyes hurt, hands shiver,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So you will listen when I say..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want to stay another minute,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want you to say a single word,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There is no other way, I get the final say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Because..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want to do this any longer,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't want you, there's nothing left to say,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've already spoken, our love is broken,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No more words, no more lies, no more cryin',  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No more pain, no more hurt, no more tryin',  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've already spoken, our love is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-1647004326599278471?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/1647004326599278471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/hear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1647004326599278471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1647004326599278471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/hear-me.html' title='Hear Me'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-6204786464766535227</id><published>2010-01-29T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:41:17.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, just another drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;LIFE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just another drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why am i surrounded with people who just want to be pretenders,and not their ownselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought, moving to another place, new people, new environment would help me forget things. BUT its not even helping an inch.It's like, you're stucked and you're unable to breakfree. I'm such a messed up person,yes I admit. But it's not like I'm not trying to sort things out. I miss you Papa,I miss talking to you, I miss you scolding me. I come to realize that, I'm nothing but a useless daughter, I never made you proud I guess, even I tried so so hard in academics but overall I still fail you. Yes, I know. I've failed many people in my life. All my friends, everyone around me especially my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm trying to change my whole self. I'm just trying so so hard. I'm sick of being taken for a ride,I'm sick of being the one who always to be blamed,I'm sick of being betrayed and all. So yeah, I can't take it no more. NO MORE. I don't know how much longer that I can take in. It's true what Papa said, once I'm on my own, I'll know the real world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but whats the point, when I'm just so screwed up right now. I've got to forget and leave everything else behind, and concentrate on my education, like big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't want to fail my parents, especially, my dad. ONLY education comes first, and nothing else matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's high time, I take things seriously. So yeah, I don't want to be living a life full of drama. I want to face reality,I really want to. It's true what they said, you'll never get what you always wanted but what you never wanted is always there as an option. Come to think about it, I've seen that many times. I really one thing in my life, and now I'm scared will I ever get that one thing, since thats the thing I've always wanted. I'm scared that I'll never be able to have you for my entire life, knowing how much I need you. All I'm worried, if ever I mess up, I'm certainly losing you for definite. I don't want that to happen. I don't want to repeat my mistakes that I did before.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be a whole new person, why can't people let me be? Why are they bringing it back? Why can't they let me move on? Am I that bad of a person? Do I deserve this? Don't I deserve a chance to change myself. I really love you that I know, and I will only want you in my life. Please don't leave me even I know I screw up at times. I really apologize for whatever shit I did. I just want to be a better person from now on. I really mean what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4383170066245016355-6204786464766535227?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/6204786464766535227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-just-another-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6204786464766535227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/6204786464766535227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-just-another-drama.html' title='Life, just another drama'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-2839120633523490489</id><published>2010-01-26T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:28:20.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Today Was My Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;If Today Was My Last Day&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow is just too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I have always been thinking, what if I'm alive this very second, and after I sleep tonight, I might never get to breathe again the next morning. What if, I'll never see the person I love anymore after tonight, what if I'll never get to talk to my mum and papa anymore,what if I can't see my friends anymore. What if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well, come to think about it, this has been bugging me lately, what if this, what if that. So yeah. Well, I'll never get to live my life twice, so I really want the best out of it. I want to receive love, and give love as well. I want everyone to be happy. I want YOU especially,to be happy. ONLY you. I really love you, I really do. All I want I, you being happy with me. I never want to hurt you. As long as I'm breathing, you're the most important person and the most I ever wanted. It's funny, when you're this madly in love, and suddenly you know you're about to live your very last moments. Reality, seriously hurts. So yeah, I've been thinking, what if this really happens. I will lose the most precious thing in my life, practically my life = to YOU. When there is no you, there is no reason for me to live. If Santa exist, I would ask you for Christmas. That's how much I'm in love with you. I get it, at times, I made you sad, but ignore that part and see how much you made me smile. How much you put life into me. How much you cared for me. How much you love me. It feels so good, when you know, there is someone at home who waits for you to return, just to talk to you just to spend time with you. I might sound a little stupid saying all this, but this is the only way I can express my feelings out. I really want to spend my whole life with you. My entire life with you. If ever, the day comes where you walk out of my life, I swear I'll die. I swear I will. I wish we will never break up, because my heart won't beat again, and that would kill me.&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-2839120633523490489?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/2839120633523490489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-today-was-my-last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2839120633523490489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2839120633523490489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-today-was-my-last-day.html' title='If Today Was My Last Day'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-986480344456060685</id><published>2010-01-18T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:50:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is Better Than One?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Two is Better Than One?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here i am once again,  all shattered.Ignorance just tore me apart. How could this happen to me? I thought you were different? But you prove me wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;They say TWO IS BETTER THAN ONE! but i don't seem to understand a single shit of that line!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm better off all alone i guess :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like those days I've always survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My tears just don't seem to come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why am I again giving my heart the reason to bleed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's already made up of joined up pieces, how more can it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long can I tolerate all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry God. I don't want to live anymore,just take me away from this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't tolerate this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry mum and papa, I never have been a good daughter never been an obedient child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I want is a peace of mind, all i ever wanted is people to love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry MUM, I'm sorry PAPA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-986480344456060685?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/986480344456060685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-is-better-than-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/986480344456060685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/986480344456060685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is Better Than One?'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-1340121045646874411</id><published>2009-12-28T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:39:40.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm Walking Away From All the Pain You Gave Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;we were meant to  say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;,when we t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;ake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;this road someone has to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Waiting for your call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm desperate for your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;That was it, I'm never wanting it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;There I laid, all alone, all broken, all tore apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But you couldn't see, the tears I cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Where were you when I needed you the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;All I asked for you to spend time with me, nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I always thought I made a right decision, but  you just prove me wrong, I think I'm regretting it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Why this did happen to me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Why me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was it wrong that I wanted to sort myself, left the old me behind, and welcome the new me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I never thought I'd ever see this day in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;but thanks to you, I had to let my tears flow like there isn't an end to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes, I know, I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;, I was dumb, I was a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I harmed myself for you, I sacrifice a lot for you, even my friends, but what did you do for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;All I remember is you being selfish while&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i cry myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;can't take this no more, I have moved in life, I never want to look back and clear the things I've done or erase the things that you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm saying goodbye for this very last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Goodbye, all I ever want is you to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And this is the best way to keep you happy as this is not going to keep me lying to you and to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;This is the final decision I'm making, letting you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And please don't come looking for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;As I'm never going to be there no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;You have moved on once, so move on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm walking away from the pain you gave me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;In search of a little air to breathe once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;After so long, as I felt I was dead in my coffin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes, I'm walking away for the very last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-1340121045646874411?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/1340121045646874411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-walking-away-from-all-pain-you-gave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1340121045646874411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1340121045646874411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-walking-away-from-all-pain-you-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-620068265474984190</id><published>2009-12-28T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:15:11.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Already Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Yes, I know I'm drifting away from you. Bit by bit! Time is all i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Does it hurt to see my face or hear my name?&lt;br /&gt;But it certainly sucks to know I'll never be there when you actually turn back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; Remember all the things we wanted. Now all our memories, they're haunted. We were always meant to say goodbye. Even with our fists held high. It never would've worked out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were never meant for do or die. I didn't want us to burn out. I didn't come here to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I can't stop. I want you to know that it doesn't matter. Where we take this road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone's gotta go.And I want you to know.You couldn't have loved me better.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I want you to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm already gone.Looking at you makes it harder.But I know that you'll find another.That doesn't always make you want to cry.Started with a perfect kiss.Then we could feel the poison set in.Perfect couldn't keep this love alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know that I love you so.I love you enough to let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter.Where we take this road.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someone's gotta go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I want you to know.You couldn't have loved me better.But I want you to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm already gone.I'm already gone, already gone.You can't make it feel right.When you know that it's wrong.I'm already gone, already gone.There's no moving on.So I'm already gone.Remember all the things we wanted.Now all our memories, they're haunted.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were always meant to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to know that it doesn't matter.Where we take this road.Someone's gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I want you to know.You couldn't have loved me better.But I want you to move on.So I'm already gone.I'm already gone, already gone.You can't make it feel right.When you know that it's wrong.I'm already gone, already gone.There's no moving on.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I'm already gone.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Yes, if only you could love me better I shall be  not as fucked up as I was, glad it was not for long till i found happiness again. But I know everything happens for a reason, and I love the reason behind this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I really do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Just that we were never meant for do or die, that's about it.&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-620068265474984190?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/620068265474984190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-already-gone-yes-i-know-im-drifting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/620068265474984190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/620068265474984190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-already-gone-yes-i-know-im-drifting.html' title=''/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-1062934708078889738</id><published>2009-12-28T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:14:50.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Just Another Picture to Burn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        I just can't get it right! Like it's all retarded!No it's actually more than&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fucking&lt;/span&gt; retarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;How is it that one minute you can be so high up but the next you find yourself on the ground, wings bent and broken so that it seems impossible for you to soar that high again? Like everything else in life, your wings will heal. The question is when and how. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time does not cure everything&lt;/span&gt;. That I've learned throughout this past few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In fact, time just makes things worse. And it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;often too late&lt;/span&gt; before you realize that time has made it impossible for you to turn back, to erase those mistakes, to undo the things you've done or to do something you should have done way back then. I always have believed that time heals everything. So, I thought time would heal the wounds ; but it did not. I hoped that if i stayed there on the ground, time would help mend my wings and i'd soon soar again. I want to be ME again, I want the ME i used to be, the all perfect,the all confident person I used to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;        So fucking stupid. I'm still on the ground, the clear blue sky above taunting me. It's been too long and my wings have grown numb since, the memory of their last flight now nothing but a messy mix of dust, wind and clouds. Sure they'll spread wide and soar but it will be brief. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They do not trust me anymore&lt;/span&gt; to steer nor do they trust the wind to guide them in the right direction.And again, I'm back to square one, all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopeless&lt;/span&gt; again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;My wings are broken and though they may soon mend and be granted the ability to flap again, they will not take the risk. I could try for flight, perhaps to join the flock soaring nearby at such a welcoming pace, but I know that my wings will not let me. Flying again leaves room for more crash landings, ruffled feathers and broken things. I dare not take this risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;That's the person I've become, lost hope in life. I feel that now that I have failed, I'll never gain success or even be close to it. I compared my life to a bird who broke it's wings and has the fear to ever fly again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The fear is in me, still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-1062934708078889738?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/1062934708078889738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/already-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1062934708078889738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1062934708078889738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/already-gone.html' title='Already Gone'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-2125537079897857010</id><published>2009-12-28T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:17:36.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tears Run Down Like Razorblades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;My Tears Run Down Like Razorblades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In your opinion, what's your answer, if someone asked u this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;' Is boyfriend important or bestfriend?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In my mind, i think she will answer BOYFRIEND! pfft! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;simply because of Boyfren(BF), a girl betrays her bestfriend(bf) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; because of BF, a girl keeps talking about her BF infront of her bf, worst if her bf knows her BF! and they are like super close last time. SO imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;because of BF, a girl changes her attitude tremendously! Ask me, i've experienced it :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;because of BF, a girl makes her bf sad, pretty normal though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 2 years of friendship..just blown away!!! YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Why? Again because of her BF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and now, the girl says that her bf betrayed her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; oh yeah i forgot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wishing her 'Happy birthday' through text and calling her up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is a way to betray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;call people up to remind her to get her SPM ID &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;is a way to betray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;defending her from the others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is a way to betray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;supporting her all the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;is a way to betray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;advising her from whats wrong to whats right,is a way to betray! hell yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ONLY now i know, all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; all i did for her was just a form of me betraying her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ONLY now i know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; because of BF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; she changed her attitude towards me, leaving me,mocking about me, backstabbing me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; is not called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; BETRAYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; The main point is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Does the girl remember what we had promised each other.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2 years ago? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What happened to, OH i'll always be there for you when you need me. It's all bullshit! Hell yeah it is! As they say,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't make promises when you're happy, you'd never know when you need to break them to make someone else happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm sure that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; She has forgotten all that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  2 years ago.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and I'm the only one person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; who's sitting in front of the computer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; writing this,with tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I have nobody to voice out, Nobody to call out for,Nobody like you who'd understand me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;But you did prove them right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What they used to say about you, ONE day, you'll betray me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was stupid, I was dumb, that i did not listen to my true friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;BUT i told them I'll prove them wrong, YOU failed me! Yes you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I just cant believe that, I will have to face this, I never listened to Paul, when he said you'll betray me, I never did listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well, now that you stop pretending, and got what you want, I'll just bless you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Never thought, my friendship will end this way, never did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate her BF? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I don't! Hell yeah he is using her, but what do I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I hate myself, for being there for her, for supporting her, for being dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WHY am i not as important as he is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Someone would have said.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you like her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My ans is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; No! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I'm not a lesbian, never thought about it that way! I have got my own BF, but why didn't i react the way she did, why I gave her importance and she didn't even bother looking back at me, and just left me standing there. Just like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I just kept my friendship ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eventhought, she mocked, she did talk bad behind my back, YET i forgive her for her mistakes,thinking nobody is perfect even i'm not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Now i know, why I do feel sad and broken up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; BECAUSE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I make my Friends just soo important in my life, Guess that is the reason why I'm like this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT do you think about this story? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; believe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;  or don't believe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  I think nobody will ever believe me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; You'll just believe her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I know, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; But no worries! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; I do believe in myself, That's more than enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My Tears Run Down Like Razorblades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ou'll never know how it feels like, bet you never will!&lt;br /&gt;All i ever want is you to be happy, If me leaving is what you want,&lt;br /&gt;I've granted your wish! But despite what you did to me, Ignoring all that, I'll never find a person like you, Never will have a bestfriend like you. That's how much i treasure you until you spoil everything we had yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4383170066245016355-2125537079897857010?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/2125537079897857010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-tears-run-down-like-razorblades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2125537079897857010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/2125537079897857010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-tears-run-down-like-razorblades.html' title='My Tears Run Down Like Razorblades'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-3625967016434303251</id><published>2009-12-27T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:14:08.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear Drops On My Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Tear Drops On My Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drew looks at me&lt;br /&gt;I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;What I want and I need&lt;br /&gt;And everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;That girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything&lt;br /&gt;That i have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me&lt;br /&gt;I laugh 'cause just so funny&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see&lt;br /&gt;Anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love&lt;br /&gt;He's finally got it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I wonder if he knows&lt;br /&gt;He's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me&lt;br /&gt;Can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She better hold him tight&lt;br /&gt;Give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;And know she's lucky 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone&lt;br /&gt;As i turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'll put his picture down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;And he's all that I need to fall into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me&lt;br /&gt;I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hahahaha. Love this song for some reason The light blue highlights do mean something. It's hidden meaning leading to something. Ohh, i just love this songgg! Heeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4383170066245016355-3625967016434303251?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/3625967016434303251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/tear-drops-on-my-guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/3625967016434303251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/3625967016434303251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/tear-drops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Tear Drops On My Guitar'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-5430359001393710092</id><published>2009-12-27T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:13:51.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm Finally Graduating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Friday, 30th of October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhdq7r9uUI/AAAAAAAAADI/CGjMIvzy2Sg/s1600-h/IMG_6697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhdq7r9uUI/AAAAAAAAADI/CGjMIvzy2Sg/s320/IMG_6697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185143698372930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I finally graduated from high school! heee. Well, it's not as good as it sounds though. At first, my friends and i were hell lot excited about it. Plus, we were allowed to be in traditional clothes and stuff. It was alright through out the ceremony. But sadly, the scho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;ol rejected out proposal of having a prom night, WTF i know! Anyways, here is some pictures taken before graduation and during graduation day. Nothing much to write about, was just dropping by since i had nothing else to do! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhahCTvj2I/AAAAAAAAACo/qHpJxSNavp8/s1600-h/18544_107704799239786_100000007996213_211058_3263790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhahCTvj2I/AAAAAAAAACo/qHpJxSNavp8/s320/18544_107704799239786_100000007996213_211058_3263790_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420181675142254434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhaHXFFI9I/AAAAAAAAACg/v63exEDmXFI/s1600-h/18544_107704795906453_100000007996213_211057_3182328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhaHXFFI9I/AAAAAAAAACg/v63exEDmXFI/s320/18544_107704795906453_100000007996213_211057_3182328_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420181234041299922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhev_M8qzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2KQc426PzNU/s1600-h/IMG_6668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhev_M8qzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2KQc426PzNU/s320/IMG_6668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420186330052995890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhc-JY19nI/AAAAAAAAADA/nDp8xG-75YE/s1600-h/P4290529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhc-JY19nI/AAAAAAAAADA/nDp8xG-75YE/s320/P4290529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420184374282155634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhcI3knoBI/AAAAAAAAACw/scMst73tANg/s1600-h/IMG_6498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/SzhcI3knoBI/AAAAAAAAACw/scMst73tANg/s320/IMG_6498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420183458966642706" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/4383170066245016355-5430359001393710092?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/5430359001393710092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5430359001393710092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/5430359001393710092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/12/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Szhdq7r9uUI/AAAAAAAAADI/CGjMIvzy2Sg/s72-c/IMG_6697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-1664203357470956320</id><published>2009-11-13T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:07:33.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Last Day ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's finally approaching the day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, today was the last day at school :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Sad to say but yeah. I still remember the time i said, i will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; look back at school and wanting it to be over as soon as possible !!! But, i have come to realize that, among my friends, i was the one who was being so emotional. I don't know why, but yeah, i did. ahahahaha :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; I will miss the Monday mornings where i used to grumble,having difficulties to wake up. ahahaha. damn! and i will miss the Fridays where i would be happy enough as the weekends were coming. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I'll also miss the time, during assembly, we used to make fun of the teachers, especially the principal. Lol. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; But as the say, every end has a new beginning. SO, i'm being positive as possible. hee, who knows what is ahead right :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I'm going to miss irritating &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabrinaa,&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to miss fighting with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratnamala&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to miss bullying everyone, I'm going to miss&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when she cries, I'm going to miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashvin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;she gets tensed up. Mostly, I'm going to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the class&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5 Science 1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Sv2REq9gsGI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNdawwAVVfY/s1600-h/IMG_6642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Sv2REq9gsGI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNdawwAVVfY/s320/IMG_6642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403634637352251490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4383170066245016355-1664203357470956320?l=wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/feeds/1664203357470956320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1664203357470956320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4383170066245016355/posts/default/1664203357470956320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwshasha-fierce.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-day.html' title='The BIG Day'/><author><name>Shasha ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04122089358456847028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/TChfZmaLgVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fZLlY6xqac8/S220/16042010311.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/Sv2REq9gsGI/AAAAAAAAACY/PNdawwAVVfY/s72-c/IMG_6642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383170066245016355.post-6953020815615231923</id><published>2009-08-21T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:48:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Surprise :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Surprise!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28th of July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's my&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;hee.Nothing much happened on that day.Well infact,i was emoing! Yay! haha.It was on a Tuesday.Haih.Schooling day,all were stucked in school and i was at home.All alone.Skipped school,thought it would be a good thing skipping school on your birthday,but it was a bad idea.More things running through your head.But anyways,the day ended just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The next day,was another freaking schooling day. Haih. I was kind off sad on that day.No idea why. This is the first ever time i cried on my birthday,dont ask me why.Leave that aside.hee. Went to school at 6.45 am. It was raining heavily,so there was no morning assembly.Thank God! oh and yeah i hate the new&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; head prefect! she sucks&lt;/span&gt;! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Entered the class.Everyone wished me.Lol.Just as expected.Sat down in my place,first row right infront of the class.I've always loved my place for some reason,in between Ashvin and Sharon. They all were talking about Sunday.And i was not being informed of anything and whats going on stuff. Well not that i cared,but they never hid stuff from me.hee. But the told me to bring myself,on Sunday,at McDonalds in Titiwangsa.I was like,"what?! but i have got classes on that day?!" haha they just told me to leave the classes and just come. I knew it was a plan. But not sure what it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha. I figured it out when i saw that Secret Recipe box on the table. It was my surprise birthday party.Sharon,Ashvin,Sabrinaa,Ruba,Ratnamala,Shalini and Pauline planned it all. I was so freaking happy! haha. This never happened before.My friends actually do care for me. I was soooo soooo happy on that day. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanked god for giving me such good friends&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and Ashvin and I shared the cake.Her birthday was on 30th July,so we cut it together :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here are some pictures of the Birthday Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6jlQxVTWI/AAAAAAAAABg/DnvvAFbCuro/s1600-h/DSC01016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372411266051951970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6jlQxVTWI/AAAAAAAAABg/DnvvAFbCuro/s320/DSC01016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6jMlDL9sI/AAAAAAAAABY/dmzTdAjnoYU/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372410841998816962" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6jMlDL9sI/AAAAAAAAABY/dmzTdAjnoYU/s320/DSC01014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6kGrfUQ6I/AAAAAAAAABo/F1zE5gX41SM/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372411840159826850" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6kGrfUQ6I/AAAAAAAAABo/F1zE5gX41SM/s320/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the Group Picture :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6lIiu5dDI/AAAAAAAAABw/EHHlb_Wht7o/s1600-h/DSC01096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372412971680625714" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6lIiu5dDI/AAAAAAAAABw/EHHlb_Wht7o/s320/DSC01096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gQTr8l6zXWQ/So6jMlDL9sI/AAAAAAAAABY/dmzTdAjnoYU/s1600-h/DSC01014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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