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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-4026267046720011197</id><published>2007-04-26T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:38:42.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;You can hardly wait to tell all your friends&lt;br /&gt;How his kisses taste sweet like wine&lt;br /&gt;And how he always makes your heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry time he walks by&lt;br /&gt;And if you're feeling down, he'll pick you up&lt;br /&gt;He'll hold you close when you're makin' love&lt;br /&gt;He's ev'rything you've been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes lookin' deep into mine&lt;br /&gt;Telling me more than any words could say&lt;br /&gt;But you don't even know I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Baby, to you, all I am&lt;br /&gt;Is the invisible man&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh, you don't see me, baby)&lt;br /&gt;You prob'ly spend hours on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' 'bout nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(Talkin' 'bout nothing at all)&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what the conversation&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as he called (oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a love so real and so sincere&lt;br /&gt;And you wipe away each other's tears (each other's tears)&lt;br /&gt;Your face lights up whenever he appears&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes lookin' deep into mine&lt;br /&gt;Telling me more than any words could say&lt;br /&gt;But you don't even know&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Baby, to you,&lt;br /&gt;all I am&lt;br /&gt;Is the invisible man&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd look at me that way&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful eyes lookin' deep into mine&lt;br /&gt;Telling me more than any words could say&lt;br /&gt;But you don't even know I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Baby, to you, all I amIs the invisible man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you all the time, baby&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at him&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was me, sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I wish it was me&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I don't love you enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, the invisible man&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me, girl&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love you (the invisible man)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, the invisible man&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby, yeah&lt;br /&gt;The invisible man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey to the girl i like.. if u ever come to my blog.. this is how i feel everytime i see you! just my feelings and thoughts. i hope one day my dream come true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-4026267046720011197?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/4026267046720011197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=4026267046720011197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/4026267046720011197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/4026267046720011197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-yeah-you-can-hardly.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-756527067321380864</id><published>2007-04-12T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T01:13:45.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suppose i have to change b4 i'm gonna start thinking of gfs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well a stupid holiday overall.. it sucks big time.. it's like emo holiday. and yeah&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;maybe last 2 weeks or 3 weeks of holidays is the most eventful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for the past 17 days i'm with shaun... it's like i've never ever been with that person for 17 days b4 so darn long lol.. yeah i had a great time with him though. thanks shaun for being there.. anyway i'll be there for u too haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting so no outing.. awww hack it i dun care.. i'll still go out&lt;br /&gt;okok i'm gonna start changing ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-756527067321380864?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/756527067321380864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=756527067321380864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/756527067321380864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/756527067321380864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2007/04/suppose-i-have-to-change-b4-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-7268450195168261607</id><published>2007-04-03T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:47:14.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart fall'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ohoohwooe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oooh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ooohhwooe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Believe we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody thought we'd last forever &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel I'm hopin' and prayin' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Things between us gon' get better &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Men steady comin' after you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Women steady comin' after me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seem like everybody wanna go for self &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And don't wanna respect boundaries &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tellin' you all those lies &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just to get on your side &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I must admit there was a couple secrets &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I held inside &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But just know that I tried &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To always apologize &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I'ma have you first always in my heart &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To keep you satisfied &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Believe we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got every right to wanna leave &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got every right to wanna go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got every right to hit the road &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And never talk to me no more &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You don't even have to call &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even check for me at all &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because the way I been actin' lately &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Has been off the wall &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Especially toward you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Puttin' girls before you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And they watchin' everything &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I been doin' Just to hurt you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Most of it just ain't you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ain't true &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And they won't show you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How much of a queen you are to me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And why I love you baby &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Believe we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ooooh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Believe we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no Cause &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause I got you babe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Believe we gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We gon' fight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nobody wanna see us together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Cause I got you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     sigh these are my heart words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-7268450195168261607?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/7268450195168261607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=7268450195168261607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/7268450195168261607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/7268450195168261607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-ohoohwooe-oooh-ooohhwooe-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-4233384574744380598</id><published>2007-03-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:19:14.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tears of sadness filled my day.&lt;br /&gt;he's not gonna make it another month i'm afraid so.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't take it anymore. pressure is building up. her him, everyone i just wanna end this. END ALL OF THIS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's where i have to say, so much more but i'm despaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna end this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We write to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;We ask to look past life as it goes by.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have sacrificed time,&lt;br /&gt;Life, love, time to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Please consider all things trite,&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness will be the thing that gets us by.&lt;br /&gt;I know to have something like this&lt;br /&gt;Broken is hard to fix.&lt;br /&gt;Embers, we're burning bridges down.&lt;br /&gt;Envelopes stuffed with feelings found.&lt;br /&gt;To write this down as means to reconcile.&lt;br /&gt;We write to patch things up,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not to agree but to proclaim love.&lt;br /&gt;Let's look ahead and then we'll see the one&lt;br /&gt;Whose glory never ends.&lt;br /&gt;And based on that we'll see,&lt;br /&gt;There'll be room for change,&lt;br /&gt;but gradually.&lt;br /&gt;I know to have something like this&lt;br /&gt;Broken is hard to fix.&lt;br /&gt;If all is said and done and over,&lt;br /&gt;If we don't have to, we're not going to.&lt;br /&gt;Make the change, it's worth the try.&lt;br /&gt;What's broken can be fixed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby if u see this just wanna let u know even though u dun wanna be back by myside i'm still here if u need me in any point of time.. but just let me let u know that i need u know in this period of time badly. i need ur shoulder to lean on. many things are happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-4233384574744380598?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/4233384574744380598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=4233384574744380598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/4233384574744380598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/4233384574744380598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2007/03/tears-of-sadness-filled-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-117197897999262347</id><published>2007-02-20T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:43:00.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ran i tripped i tumbled.&lt;br /&gt;i cried i begged i smiled.&lt;br /&gt;i smiled i walked i fell.&lt;br /&gt;i got up i walked and LAUGHED i &lt;strong&gt;STUMBLED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her so damn fucking much and that's all?!?!?! that's all end just on the day i introduce her to my relatives. what is this. i love her getting her a dog getting her a camera. nth appreciated. what is GOD up to?&lt;br /&gt;i get scolded i get mocked i get condemmed i get critisied i get fucked. so what is this? am i turning heaven to hell? or is heaven turning to hell for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean yes i know she's doing so many things to hurt me. i STILL LOVE HER DEEPLY. I CRY FOR A DAMN DAY. AND A POP OUT EYES WHAT TO DO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am, all I'll be&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this world&lt;br /&gt;All that I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;Is in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shining at me&lt;br /&gt;When you smile I can feel&lt;br /&gt;All my passion unfolding&lt;br /&gt;Your hand brushes mine&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand sensations&lt;br /&gt;Seduce me 'cause I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do cherish you&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to think twice&lt;br /&gt;I will love you still&lt;br /&gt;From the depths of my soul&lt;br /&gt;It's beyond my control&lt;br /&gt;I've waited so long to say this to you&lt;br /&gt;If you're asking do I love you this much&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my world, before you&lt;br /&gt;I lived outside my emotions&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know where I was going&lt;br /&gt;'Til that day I found you&lt;br /&gt;How you opened my life&lt;br /&gt;To a new paradise&lt;br /&gt;In a world torn by change&lt;br /&gt;Still with all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;'Til my dying day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-117197897999262347?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/117197897999262347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=117197897999262347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/117197897999262347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/117197897999262347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-ran-i-tripped-i-tumbled.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116586375564581800</id><published>2006-12-12T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T03:02:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt; and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy&lt;br /&gt;I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy&lt;br /&gt;I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;I love you, yes I do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you as long as you want me to&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;From the day I met you&lt;br /&gt;I knew we'd be together&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I wanna be with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I wanna marry you,&lt;br /&gt;and I wanna have your kids&lt;br /&gt;It can never compare to the feeling of your kisses&lt;br /&gt;I can say I'm truly happy to this day&lt;br /&gt;You make me thank God that I live my life everyday&lt;br /&gt;There's never been a doubt, in my mind&lt;br /&gt;That I regret ever having you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But if the day comes that I have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something I should probably let you know&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed everyday, that I spend with you&lt;br /&gt;And I wont miss you cause&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I had you at all&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt; And I promise you that you will never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;But if I have to boy I think that you should know&lt;br /&gt;All the love we made can never be erased&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you that you will never be replacedI love you,&lt;br /&gt;yes I do I'll be with you as long as you want me to&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a tiring 1 month for me and things sucks. clubbing's just a form of taking my mind away. not a form of medication to heal me! FUCK!!!! gosh i cry i beg i laugh i sulk i smile i grin just in this 1 month am i mad! i'm missing her so fucking much!!1 HELP GOD help me pls... sighz take her to my blog and love me! sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116586375564581800?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116586375564581800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116586375564581800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116586375564581800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116586375564581800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/12/baby-i-love-you-and-ill-never-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116494490797094903</id><published>2006-12-01T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T11:48:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;Off guard, red handed&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;Asleep I still see you lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;I..I need something else&lt;br /&gt;Would someone please just give me&lt;br /&gt;Hit me, knock me out&lt;br /&gt;And let me go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can laugh&lt;br /&gt;All I want inside&lt;br /&gt;I still am empty&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;I...I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I remember every glance you shot me&lt;br /&gt;Un-harmed, I'm losing weight and some body heat&lt;br /&gt;I squoze so hard&lt;br /&gt;I stopped your heart from beating&lt;br /&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me,&lt;br /&gt;I..I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've gotYeah,&lt;br /&gt; it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got!&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people had a good time of my life last night&lt;br /&gt;gotta admit that ytd was the best of time of my life in my clubbing life so far haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey baby if only u can still be with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116494490797094903?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116494490797094903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116494490797094903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116494490797094903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116494490797094903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-deep-that-it-didnt-even-bleed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116435677309816588</id><published>2006-11-24T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T16:26:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm missing your bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never sleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this bottle of beastIs taking me home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm cuddling closeTo blankets and sheets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you're not alone, and you're not discreet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make sure I know who's taking you home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm reading your note over again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's not a word that I comprehend,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except when you signed it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will love you always and forever."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well As for now &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna hear the saddest songs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And sit alone and wonder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How you're making out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But as for me, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish that &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I were anywhere with anyone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Making out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm missing your laugh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did it break?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when did your eyes begin to look fake?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am aloneIn my defeat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I wish I knew you were safely at home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm missing your bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never sleep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak, and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This bottle of beast is taking me home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your hair, it's everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screaming infidelities&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And taking its wear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah everything is over..&lt;br /&gt;whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;well can't get used to this life and can't get over her. i know she loves me. many says stop deceiving urself so stop it. in my mind, she will come back to me one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well love to pamper. ditch to cure.&lt;br /&gt;love is selfish.&lt;br /&gt;well i sometimes hope she would sit and listen to me. loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116435677309816588?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116435677309816588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116435677309816588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116435677309816588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116435677309816588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-missing-your-bedi-never.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116410381971628543</id><published>2006-11-21T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T18:10:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's merely been a week and the half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;Fucking high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been chaotic. i love her and it all happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her. well&lt;br /&gt;i broke up, so what now?!&lt;br /&gt;what am i suppose to do?!&lt;br /&gt;move on or no?!?&lt;br /&gt;if i do so, how to show my love for her. she might think i've gotten over it and try to forget me too if she still have feelings for me..&lt;br /&gt;loving is easy stop loving is hard.&lt;br /&gt;well if i dun move on, i dun wanna be a irritating pest that keeps talking bout it. i dun wanna cry bout it every night&lt;br /&gt;i love her. and i promise and make this vow here and now i'll nvr go to anyone else. and i'm determine to get her back. though she's attached, i wun give up. dun wry whoever who stole her, i wun be in between u guys. but i'll always be by her side whenever she needs someone. i'll treat her as a friend only when u guys break up and i'm WAITING FOR THAT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;well try harder now.&lt;br /&gt;i dun believe that a fuck up person can beat me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok change. prove her and myself and everyone else that i've changed and that i'll provide love to her. baby i'll wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;u always say to me that if i love you i'll respect ur decision. so now, yeah i am if u wanna go to him and i'll always love you. so yeah. i'm waiting. take ur time. come back only when u're ready(HOW I WISH ONLY IF U'RE READING THIS).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116410381971628543?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116410381971628543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116410381971628543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116410381971628543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116410381971628543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-merely-been-week-and-half.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116368583659398763</id><published>2006-11-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:03:56.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would you say if I asked you not to go&lt;br /&gt;To forget everyone, forget everything and start over with me&lt;br /&gt;Would you take my hand and never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Promise me you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the stars aren't out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;But neither are we to look up at them&lt;br /&gt;Why does hello feel like goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;These memories can't replace,&lt;br /&gt;These wishes I wished and dreams I chased&lt;br /&gt;Take this broken heart and make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be the one to say&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, well please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy (easy, easy, easy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and never let me go,&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and never let me go,&lt;br /&gt;Promise me...&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let go&lt;br /&gt;Make this last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall asleep tonight, 'cause that brings me closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i feel y does a day seem like a year. y does a hello seem like a good bye?&lt;br /&gt;so my love pls once again give me ur hand and i give u mine. together we live in paradise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116368583659398763?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116368583659398763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116368583659398763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116368583659398763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/116368583659398763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-would-you-say-if-i-asked-you-not.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-116348528634050513</id><published>2006-11-14T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:21:26.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been back after being ditched....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it's time to share some of my feelings these days to show how i feel towards my gf..&lt;br /&gt;and baby it's for u&lt;br /&gt;though ur gone i hope u see this to know how much i love u and how i'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are standing at the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time&lt;br /&gt;For you to go your way&lt;br /&gt;And me to go mine&lt;br /&gt;I will pray the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;Until the day I see your face again&lt;br /&gt;My friendWe have been through so much&lt;br /&gt;And you have been my Godsend&lt;br /&gt;With your sure and steady love&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;br /&gt;You know I will be there&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you've always&lt;br /&gt;Been a friend to me&lt;br /&gt;I may travel the world over&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;One day this road will lead me&lt;br /&gt;Back 'round to your door&lt;br /&gt;I will pray the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;Some bonds are just too strong&lt;br /&gt;To break in the end&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will change the way&lt;br /&gt;I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;Not the miles or the years&lt;br /&gt;Or the place this life takes me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby u might still love me or not i dunno&lt;br /&gt;but i still have this dream one day that u give me ur hand and that i'll give u mine. i love u!&lt;br /&gt;pls come back to me dun go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-116348528634050513?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116348528634050513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=116348528634050513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i'm happy? of cos i have! i topped the freaking class.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's holidays. and yeah got a watch today. and got my hair cutted. love it. gonna crash sp tomorrow. hope it's nice there... because i heard it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok schools's starting in like 2 weeks time i'm starting to freak out cos i hate school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well got back from aussie not long ago. quite an eye opener there though love it nxt week it's gonna be 16 months and i hope she remembers it. because it's present time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115946456063992636?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115946456063992636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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July is the month of starvation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used up extra$100 for suvival..&lt;br /&gt;well still have a week more to go without food.. that sucks lol.&lt;br /&gt;many things left unsettled. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what some people said about me is true.. curly hair are always naughty boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things in my life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;biased against me..&lt;br /&gt;totally ignorant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well many people wished for incredible things and they got their wish..&lt;br /&gt;while i am here wishing for just 1 small little wish.. but it doesn't come through&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i'm able to be happy on my birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;no presents no celebration is ok..&lt;br /&gt;just hope that evrything goes as i imagine.&lt;br /&gt;i seem less important. i feel deprieved. i feel lost. i wish i wish that i can one day live in paradise.i feel so unwanted. so rejected. so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in whatever i do, i dun get support from anyone. sometimes i dun even dare to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the point of having the word desire? hope? aspiration? wish? motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't recieve must presents or rather shud i say i recieve nothing. but when i give, the presents often become a source of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i lost a piece of diamond. without this diamond the art doesn't look nice. it looks like a hole in the heart, a seperation of life.. i just need to get back this piece of diamond to make my life complete. just wanna tell the diamond, yes there maybe many other diamonds out there, but the missing piece(which is you) completes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115341878479702003?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115341878479702003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115341878479702003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115341878479702003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115341878479702003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/month-of-july-is-month-of-starvation.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115331897240935383</id><published>2006-07-19T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:22:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life @ np&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things is gonna be excitting.. soccer tounament.. we were out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to the team full of fuckers. u watch out in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends brother going after u all. watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got me injured. got me limping. got me bleeding. u all will pay. as long as i'm in NP u guys better watch ur freaking actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115331897240935383?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115331897240935383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115331897240935383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115331897240935383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115331897240935383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-np-things-is-gonna-be-excitting.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115210531743491762</id><published>2006-07-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:48:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow... it's be 1 yr 1 month! that's great! i love u girl! i treasure u babe! muacks muacks muacks! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well had a great day today. went to school in the monring. but well it was ok because the thought of 13 months made my day! loved her love her and will love her!well met her at far east. we went for our usual dessert stall and my DURIAN ice kachian!woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nxt was fruits... not too much cos it's used for shitting. so we shudn't waste too much of our money to shit lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was time for christine's shoe shopping. and that was dreadful!!!! dreadful for my legs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was to taka for bubble tea and my precious wallet!!!! yeah finally! well it was time for hougang mall for my pepper dinner! woot.. small but salty and delicious! then met her buyer for chrissy pooh's polo t shirt! then it was home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well simple yet a fun day for us! baby though we didn't do much we had a fun day a day we just laugh and dun care about the world around us! that's the way dun care what people think about us and only care bout our feelings! i love u babY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115210531743491762?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115210531743491762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115210531743491762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115210531743491762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115210531743491762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115132526201625429</id><published>2006-06-26T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:34:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of school and it's super tiring especially when world cup is going on!.&lt;br /&gt;well it's not so bad though. woke up at 6.30 and and drag my lazy body out of bed to have tennis lessons in school . gosh isn't that tiring or tiring?. well at least my teacher let us of early. half an hour early for us to get some drinks before heading for other lesson. well CATS class was better. teach dismiss us at 10.45 when he was suppose to release us at 12. well head home and it was time to pack up cupboard. time to dig out the past. time to see what has happen in my life. a life of my lonesome self. no friends. no purpose at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. this life started only 5 years ago. when i was 13. 13 when i started to know what's a meaning of crush and liking for the opposite sex. then it came sec 2 when i got attached. well it's a stupid idea though. then it came sec 2. 7 of april. when i got myself another stead. well i was playful at 1st. well i finally got serious after a few months. well on the 5 of june on 2005. i became a bastard. well and i got another stead. i got damn serious into this. well everything went smoothly. until something unpleasant happened. well memories sweet sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letters bring back good memories... memories like cow. memories like 4 postcard being paste together as one telling how much it loves me. (used to) (past tense). well if one day i gotta go. go somewhere far far away. i hope the person i love knows that i love her. that's good enough. same for my family. if i go up, i'll look after you. if i go down. i'll look up to u for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my daddy always say the bible says that the lord has his timing for us.      &lt;strong&gt;GOD &lt;/strong&gt;has his timing for us in what time and wat date we are gonna be born in. well same for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest wish in my life: being able to celebrate my birthday decently&lt;br /&gt;things i would like to say on my deathbed: i love you, will u forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;greatest sin: tempered body and ill speaking tongue.&lt;br /&gt;greatest inspiration in life: ' don't give up for Os alright? keep working! we'll get there! When you fall behind, i'll pul you along. when i fall down, i know you'll pick me up! i know at the end of the day. Its you i hafta thank for never giving up. I love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Love; *****.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        - huggs &amp; kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i'm contented with life if i go i wun regret.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115132526201625429?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115132526201625429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115132526201625429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115132526201625429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115132526201625429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/1st-day-of-school-and-its-super-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115100253911414945</id><published>2006-06-23T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T02:55:39.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back!! soccer fever is here! and yeah! went town today and i was dragged around. sighz. sad case huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for acjc party yesterday. WAS quite EXCITED bout it. but when it happens i didn't really pay much attention to the program but instead attention to the chop on my hand. well at least i got compensated with a $50 taka voucher. YAY. partying is great. well it's gonna be school reopen soon and results are out hope i did well. baby's exam starting soon hope hope hope pray pray pray she's gonna do well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights i'm gonna stop the post.i'm gonna sleep! good night people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115100253911414945?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115100253911414945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115100253911414945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115100253911414945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115100253911414945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-people-back-soccer-fever-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115082897172332266</id><published>2006-06-21T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T02:42:51.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people! i'm here on the coutesy of christine koh si ying! and i love her so so much! i went shopping today with my mother. and i bought a new t shirt! woohoo after that i went over to king albert parks to see my baby girl! who's been mugging for her exams. i wish her luck!&lt;br /&gt;anyway this post is to encourage my baby girl! and to tell her i love her nvr give up! i'll be right behind her to push her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115082897172332266?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115082897172332266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115082897172332266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115082897172332266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115082897172332266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-people-im-here-on-coutesy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115026244962999028</id><published>2006-06-14T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:20:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it alright for me to feel to be needed? is it alright for me to be sad if if i'm not needed..? is it ok if i'm denied? is it ok if i'm not considered in times of dark.? is it ok to feel rejected? is it ok to feel sad to be despise? is it ok to feel unimportant. is it ok to feel unperfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt; pls pls answer my prayers. pls answer me y am i so not perfect so unperfect that people have to hate me. hate the way i am. i'm not the 1st person to be consulted. to be so unimportant! &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt; pls answer them. i come to u but i still here. not with u. nvr feel closer. dear &lt;strong&gt;LORD&lt;/strong&gt; pls mould me shape me in order to feel needed. in order not to agitate irritate people. if order people to love me. &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt; i cry to u. breathe in me. live in me. dear &lt;strong&gt;LORD&lt;/strong&gt; let this be known to people that know me that i'm not gaining sympathy. but to come to u personal to pour out my grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115026244962999028?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115026244962999028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115026244962999028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115026244962999028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115026244962999028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-it-alright-for-me-to-feel-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-115005095451886820</id><published>2006-06-12T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T02:35:54.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people! i'm back oh man today's shopping was productive. but if only i had more money. well things with chris improved. i finally realise wat i lack off as a bf. i'll try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey to chris. remember the tube was i that bought it 4 u. so u only bought 2 top from forever21 . lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well spend around 120 bucks, and yeah of cos i'm happy! well haven been sleeping well this few days so i MUST SLEEP! wee. ok just think i'm lucky to have christine. people told me to cherish her but i didn't. though i may not be in her heart, but she's alwaysin my heart. that's for sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-115005095451886820?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115005095451886820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=115005095451886820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115005095451886820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/115005095451886820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-people-im-back-oh-man-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114977288869768461</id><published>2006-06-08T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:21:28.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;hey baby happy anniversary! it's so so fun!!! after watching xmen, the nxt day instead of being magneto, i became plastico.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;anyway been really busy this week. common test and holidays tomorrow! yay. hey baby. i love u so so much! i'm declaring my love for you in public!!! i mean the whole world! u see.. the whole world  has access to internet. or at least most people. so they can see my love for u! hehe. hope u enjoy the show and my patience for shopping! woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera hogging? na.. not my type. maybe u dear. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey baby cool down dun angry alr ok. though i dunno what's happening. but cool it yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114977288869768461?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114977288869768461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114977288869768461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114977288869768461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114977288869768461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-people-hey-baby-happy-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114940751010102194</id><published>2006-06-04T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T15:51:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people haven't been here for a long long time. a week of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. common test's coming and i've not studied! oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm sure i'll do well. haha&lt;br /&gt;monday was school as usual.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday as follow.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was sucky! because it was a damn long day in school!&lt;br /&gt;thursday was my birthday and it went pretty wrong.&lt;br /&gt;well but in the end i got my hug and kiss from that special someone that made me happy for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Lavina called me in the night when i was in the cab. haha haven't seen her for quite awhile. she must be pretty fat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway thank you toi for ur understanding that i wanted to be a GAY ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and thanks so much for lending a listening ear. LOL, U'D GOT PUNKED! WEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was home. and sat was good. went over to christine's house to tuition her sister. well. hope she can do me proud. stayed over the night and hanky panky. hehe no la kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway waiting for tomolo. my 1st yr anniversary with christine. wee a message for her i love you! i just wanna say wherever u go, whatever u do, i'll be right here waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata people off i shoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114940751010102194?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114940751010102194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114940751010102194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114940751010102194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114940751010102194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-people-havent-been-here-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114883183257554897</id><published>2006-05-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:57:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people&lt;br /&gt;been really busy these few days taking care of my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad for her and i dunno wat to do. comfort her and wat else?&lt;br /&gt;i feel helpless.&lt;br /&gt;confuse.&lt;br /&gt;and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the lost of her father too. i kinda feel the connection there though&lt;br /&gt;well baby though ur father is gone in his physical body, he's up there in heaven saying baby christine. u're mine baby and i'll love you.&lt;br /&gt;so my love dun be sad or dishearten in everything u do alright? u shud still give ur best in everything u do.&lt;br /&gt;i know u can't be happy now and it takes time. so dun worry so much alright? anything i'll be here and i'm here to take care of u forever. u're my shining star babe i'll always turn to u and lend my shoulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114883183257554897?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883183257554897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114883183257554897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114883183257554897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114883183257554897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-people-been-really-busy-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114831120737375029</id><published>2006-05-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:20:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a hell out of a fun day. morning woke up with a sprain leg. but that didn't stop me from being happy or excited rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well chris came to my house and she was mugging her ass off.. is she being a nerd or something like one?. it's getting scary. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i changed and got into my zara shirt that many people at mel's house said it was nice. WOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah continuing.. we cab from my house to mel's and waiting for lea(my love. lol), titus, ian keat(is it correct spelling) and ruben. after that was straight for mel's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebia of balloons anyone?&lt;br /&gt;haha we had a shit out of our lifes when we were writing notes and messages on bird day girl's balloon.&lt;br /&gt;lol it was funny when how mel's dad was told to shut up after almost every sentence he said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well when the final moment came, the surprise was of course a damn big one. could see mel's face turned red.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if she's touched or embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;well i'm sure she had a fun time. happy birthday girl.. and no present.. lol ps.&lt;br /&gt;s'pore idol? haha guess mel shud join.&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm talking rubbish anyone can see lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes of course. today it was da vinci code. excitting yet confusing. maybe because i didn't read the book. anyway i love my baby! no one's gonna make me jealous no one's gonna steal her away from me! go to hell bastards if u're thinking of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway signing off. i'm bored tired and restless. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114831120737375029?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114831120737375029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114831120737375029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114831120737375029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114831120737375029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/woo-yesterday-was-hell-out-of-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114813895336705284</id><published>2006-05-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:29:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INTRUDER ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;-silenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7150/2691/1600/Lian%20and%20cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7150/2691/320/Lian%20and%20cutie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;i do not always pose with my mouth open :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;chrissy the great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114813895336705284?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114813895336705284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114813895336705284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114813895336705284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114813895336705284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/intruder-alert-silenced.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114787887219245389</id><published>2006-05-17T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:14:32.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi long time no see blog lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway things have been so good conflicts settled and now birthday is round the corner but i guess it's gonna be another boring one again.. yawns. anyway things been great in school. and yay 1 yr anniversary round the corner too wee and things gonna be so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well common test coming up hope i really do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is construction worker day haha i'm actually quite excited also.. lol anyway love people that love me! but 1st and last of all i love christine koh! haha love feasting with her at chippys and taiwan street corner(smth like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i go alr bb people catch up soon people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114787887219245389?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114787887219245389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114787887219245389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114787887219245389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114787887219245389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-long-time-no-see-blog-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114735814900264144</id><published>2006-05-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:35:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really in a mood to blog nowadays. so many things is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wish to say making me sound like a wuss. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just to talking crap. well gonna play soccer tomorrow hope none of my friends 'pang seh' me meaning ditch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just a message for the one i love:&lt;br /&gt;it's not a decline in my percentage of love, it's the way i handle it.&lt;br /&gt;well u didn't love method a, because method a was just being myself.&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to change it been through some reflections counselling to change it&lt;br /&gt;and humilation, and i finally change it.&lt;br /&gt;when i use method b, u were so happy.! but after 1 month or so. u told me i can't&lt;br /&gt;be bothered. well being angry is confirm but i'm sorry! just wanna say it's not very easy to change. and i've put in alot of effort. so i am quite angry. just saying that it is also not ur fault.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry and i also understand what u're going through. which is confuse in wat u want right now. it's ok baby i'm sorry and we will work this out together alright? give me time and i'll be ur ideal one aights? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7150/2691/400/Spastic.0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                            I LOVE YOU &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                              my love is a whole of the moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114735814900264144?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114735814900264144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114735814900264144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114735814900264144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114735814900264144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-people-not-really-in-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114684132603881771</id><published>2006-05-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:02:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat day is it today!?&lt;br /&gt;it is low pants international day. cool huh? lol&lt;br /&gt;well it is also another important day. my relationship's 11 month anniversary! just wanna tell my girl that i'm lucky to have her and i love her! no matter wat we will stick tgt ya!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was a boring day. 1st time i sleep in my schooling life! and the module i slept in was MT PRAC.&lt;br /&gt;omg it sucks. well at least managed to catch up with my sleep though.&lt;br /&gt;well but afterall school is good. i managed to bond with my friends today. and laugh my day off. and eng mech teacher is good. because he let us off after we plead for early dismissal. yay lol. well nxt friday there's sentosa outing for tennis. wondering if shud go. because it will not only make me know more friends but I'LL BE MUCH TANNER!&lt;br /&gt; but other hand. it means that i wun be meeting her. hope she's ok with it. well put that aside 1st and let's continue today's activities.&lt;br /&gt;after school home i went and &lt;strong&gt;dota&lt;/strong&gt; was wat i did. yawns. waiting for my survivor to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm gonna end off now. so once again&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;elmo loves u too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114684132603881771?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114684132603881771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114684132603881771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114684132603881771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114684132603881771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114654889943894981</id><published>2006-05-02T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T13:48:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's super slack.. it's 9-12 but we were release at 11 so i went home and slack till 1 then back to school for lessons.. but to my horror i was released again after 5 mins.. so now whole class in class gaming in class. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it's 2nd week of school and it's slack! yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114654889943894981?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114654889943894981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114654889943894981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114654889943894981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114654889943894981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-schools-super-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114640806855215836</id><published>2006-04-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:41:08.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday suck to the fucking core!&lt;br /&gt;so let's not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about today? lol.&lt;br /&gt;well in the morning at around 7 am i got awoken out of bed and made to sell breakfast just to make it up for ponning church last night.&lt;br /&gt;and at arnd 8 plus i had some making up to do. well everything went smoothly and at arnd 11 plus when i got home it's straight for my bed. and yeah. again i got awoken up at 4 plus to go to takashimaya to accompany &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; just for only half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least today i finally realise who is my true and caring friend that i have.. he is none other than &lt;strong&gt;UNCLE JAMES!&lt;/strong&gt; YEAH i love him haha i accompanied him to shop lol. he's so cute. just because he has a meeting with &lt;strong&gt;fiona xie&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow and he has to buy a new shirt that cost $90. lol from &lt;strong&gt;zara &lt;/strong&gt;well of cos it was introduced by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that it was straight home. nitez i'm gonna game now..&lt;br /&gt;here comes elmo too! yay lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm overjoyed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114640806855215836?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114640806855215836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114640806855215836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114640806855215836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114640806855215836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114576890709151886</id><published>2006-04-23T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:08:27.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi PEOPLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no tmr is my school reopening. lol. imagine how sucky it can be. there are many chinese scholars in my course.! surprising! anyway well went for 1 day of so called orientation. but it totally sucks. lol such a big place and the worst thing is where to find my class!??!?! anyway today is a stay home slack day. well ytd was nth much too all i did was to go to church and tada.. day was over. but of cos there was some slacking at home going on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm confused!! AHHHHHHH help.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what cca to join. tennis or roller blading. well.&lt;br /&gt; but now my stand is roller blading so i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how people help tag my blog to vote which one i shud choose lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg bb people&lt;br /&gt;elmo says bb too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114576890709151886?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114576890709151886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114576890709151886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114576890709151886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114576890709151886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114554477269040853</id><published>2006-04-20T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:52:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bathe and done all my packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is my damn orientation! omg i'm afraid that there will be confusion in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today is fun. went out with &lt;strong&gt;chris &lt;/strong&gt;and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait quite long for christine's interview. damn long.&lt;br /&gt;but we manage to skip it yay. well slack at lido and get to know alittle more of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's totally over for the day because it's just travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still struggling to find out wat to bring tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114554477269040853?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114554477269040853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114554477269040853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114554477269040853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114554477269040853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-everyone-just-bathe-and-done-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114545655259925639</id><published>2006-04-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:16:17.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. this is a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a cab down to town just to have a meal and a bus ride to hougang and then a bus ride to her huse and then a bus ride to kovan and then a bus ride to ccab and then a bus right to my huse OMG. i spend 1 and the half hours eating but i spend almost 4 hours travelling oh gosh that shows how sucky going out is lol. anyway tomolo's gonna be excitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to dye my hair. YAY. dunno wat colour is it also. well shud leave it up to her to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my days are getting short. i'm going to poly soon. damn it i'm gonna be shot dead with those chinese words lol. anyway elmo wanna make a dedication to his master's gf. who is named christine koh si ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elmo says&lt;/strong&gt;: thank you christine for taming my master cos he had been a mad dog b4 he knows u. u have no idea how much i hate him last time. well but now he treats me better. he only plays with me once a day not so tiring for me. OMG. last time when he hasn't change u dunno wat life is like for me. damn tiring. anyway christine koh just wanna say my master really loves u because everytime when u 2 quarrell, he will talk to me. yeah saying how much he loves u. so tomolo when master buy u a cheese sausage or shi lin chicken, remember it's from me because i dedicate it to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people..&lt;br /&gt;elmo say's bye too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114545655259925639?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114545655259925639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114545655259925639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114545655259925639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114545655259925639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey_19.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114536503459551320</id><published>2006-04-18T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:06:26.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey today i cut my hair. SO FREAKING SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting bad.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;hope it's 1 time thing anyway. i'm gonna bathe so see ya friday going school i'm damn excited and afraid cos i'm scared that the people wun suit me. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg bb&lt;br /&gt;elmo say's bb too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114536503459551320?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114536503459551320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114536503459551320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114536503459551320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114536503459551320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-today-i-cut-my-hair_114536503459551320.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114515879255333813</id><published>2006-04-16T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T11:39:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNG presents the dance team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was nervous but sure i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;with make up by christine,&lt;br /&gt;dance steps by josephine,&lt;br /&gt;and dance by US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yesterday it was a success.&lt;br /&gt;but we had to work hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well friday stayed over at &lt;strong&gt;her &lt;/strong&gt;house and i had fun..&lt;br /&gt;we watched the road trip. and yeah nxt we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if her parents find out about us and my intentions is doing all these&lt;br /&gt;lol. well it's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm gonna do some research for my girl&lt;br /&gt;so it's time to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELMO &lt;/strong&gt;says bye too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114515879255333813?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114515879255333813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114515879255333813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114515879255333813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114515879255333813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114493898628456627</id><published>2006-04-13T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:36:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is starting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss every single day meeting chrissy. it's a everyday habbit and things will change so much oh no..&lt;br /&gt;but baby i'll meet u still often cos it's slack.. ok tell u wat.. i'll meet u everytime when my timetable is empty ok? but of course when it's exam time i can't cos i can't afford to fail the 1st yr because i'll get kick out of school and they wun accept me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;SCARY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well regarding wat u said in ur blog. dun u wry because i'll still do everything to ur command. lol. if anything i've change in poly without me knowing, pls dun be afraid to tell me cos i've made up my mind.. to share with u my life my joy my sorrow my pain my gain my wealth MY VIRGINITY TOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114493898628456627?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114493898628456627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114493898628456627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114493898628456627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114493898628456627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-is-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114477062774142102</id><published>2006-04-11T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:50:27.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at dance at church oh my gosh the dancers are pros... they are indeed pro and fast learners.. they learn just for like 10 mins and they got the steps. wow. applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message for my dear:  no matter wat happen i'll be there for u. hope this relationship is going at the pace of ur comfort and just wanna say this relationship is not to give u stress and pressure.. but for u to come to me in my shoulders to destress and chill out. babe this relationship will last foreva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everlasting, here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114477062774142102?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114477062774142102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114477062774142102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114477062774142102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114477062774142102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114460411808980419</id><published>2006-04-10T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:12:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. omg. today is a damn tiring day. gosh. woke up at 10 feeling miserably miserable. went to church rushing. dress is sequins bandana for the swing dance. OMG. horrendous man. ok la look damn cool and 'HUNDSOME' for my modern dance. oh well thought this tiring day ended there. but due to the temptation of joel's soccer fetish, i ended up playing soccer in the end for 2whole soild hours. tiring man. later i had to sit in 153 heading home smelling 'wonderfully wonderful' WOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt i took 171 standing beside people with nice smelling perfumes. while i stink the shit off. WOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back home, it was macdonalds delivery.. WEEE&lt;br /&gt;1 mac nuggets meal upsize change the drink to LARGE ice lemon tea, one macflurry oreo EXTRA OREO PLS..one EXTRA large fries and they gave me one extra large beef fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however everything was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i gave my address as 25hillview ave tower a2#05-08.&lt;br /&gt;and the mac's people actually came up with this.. is ur address hillview ave? tower a2 #05-08 block 25?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate stupid man. if it's tower a2 how to have block25?? dumbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas the 25 suppose to mean my condo number as in which condo because my estate is a condo area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm slping tata.. orh orh..time.. meeting HER in lala land see ya guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114460411808980419?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114460411808980419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114460411808980419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114460411808980419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114460411808980419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25722478.post-114460159689457434</id><published>2006-04-10T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:16:42.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe i fixed up this blogg&lt;br /&gt;in like 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i rock!&lt;br /&gt;yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chrissy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25722478-114460159689457434?l=mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/feeds/114460159689457434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25722478&amp;postID=114460159689457434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114460159689457434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25722478/posts/default/114460159689457434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetictragedy-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-believe-i-fixed-up-this-blogg.html' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02533134778028967688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
