<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322</id><updated>2011-08-04T15:23:57.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_*yew.sae.goodbye.too.many.time.but.im.stil.holding.on*_</title><subtitle type='html'>i dun wana cry on the outside anymore.n i promise yew wont get to see those tears tt ive shed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;many things happen for this past few daes.&lt;br /&gt;im speechless.things shld jux be left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;but many things are rammaging thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i cant possibly find a reason to voice it out.&lt;br /&gt;many ppl seems to be rather against me.&lt;br /&gt;my frens all are just simply siding her.&lt;br /&gt;not me.i mean,happiness is mine.&lt;br /&gt;the hurts i'll ownself endure.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.wad a melancholy life rite now.&lt;br /&gt;but after 20march,im happily.&lt;br /&gt;veri happy in life.but sumtimes,&lt;br /&gt;i jus dun feel love.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,sigh,i dunno wad n how to sae.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid to end it all.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid tt happiness would onli come in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;n when im reali happi,it'll jus be gone.&lt;br /&gt;it'll jus fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;i noe renee's leavin will bring a great impact to my life.&lt;br /&gt;but sumthings which are nt meant to be mine,&lt;br /&gt;will just leave me side.&lt;br /&gt;i rather choose to end it all now with her.&lt;br /&gt;im happi tt we are still frens.&lt;br /&gt;i need a life of my own,&lt;br /&gt;ive gone thru so much,&lt;br /&gt;finally able to bid goodbye to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;im sorri.but i hope you'll understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;n im attached!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hahas happiest moment this yr!=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:true love will be UNFOLD! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-6952243880026092945?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/6952243880026092945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=6952243880026092945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/6952243880026092945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5722/1691/320/276911/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright i miss someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;infact,its everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss janelle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss kuku butt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss pigtan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss sweetie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss those time when im with janelle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she bring me joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even though i cant stand her sumtimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hearin songs tt remind me of her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lookin back at those pictures i take with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lookin back at my diary with date when i go out with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now,wads wrong?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do things end up this wae?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i felt like tellin janelle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i realli miss her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss those times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esp tt dae when she sae she wants to leave me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiiss.she has a special place in my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a veri special place infact.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;treat her jux like a jewel in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;does she noe?sadly,i dun think so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wann janelle back in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now,its kuku butt....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no longer close to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she wouldnt miss me like how i miss her...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she wouldnt think of me anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wouldnt care for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiiss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i reali regret not cherishin her!=[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wan to be close.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jux like how kuku,me n janelle was.we were so close den.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but sadly,its all in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss alot people!!=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116586318836680350?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/116586318836680350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=116586318836680350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116586318836680350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116586318836680350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright-i-miss-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-116569054506280851</id><published>2006-12-09T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:55:45.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that dae went out with yeoyeo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wad a hectic dae it was.hahas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well.yeoyeo make me realli happi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i dun wan any happiness from her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiss oh well.enough of saein too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im down.down down down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who will help me thru?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116569054506280851?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-116517572494141087</id><published>2006-12-03T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:55:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;christmas is around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;last year i wish for esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wad abt this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;im thinkin of sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wanna let go of sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wanna be back with sum1 else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but i guess its beta this wae.`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;maybe al things are beta this wae=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i dunno wad to wish for.hahas.i jux hope me n yeoyeo will stay as frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;closer den ever before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and many many more things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;*wishing hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;hopefully santa claus will fufill my wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wan santa to grant my christmas wish=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116517572494141087?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/116517572494141087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=116517572494141087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116517572494141087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116517572494141087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-is-around-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-116517387546623089</id><published>2006-12-03T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:24:35.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i want to delete this blog veri soon.anywae its all in the past.i will forget the past,i mean start a brand new life with new people ard me.new frens n new enviroment.this blog is all about my past life.i tink if i jux keep it,i will dwell deeply in the past.so i will delete it veri soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;anywae,i have performance at hdb hub tml.wish me all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im veri excited.after tml, will be able to go out with yeoyeo.hahas.oh well...i wan noe hu yeoyeo like lei.hmmm ermx..i goin sentosa with her.den maybe going vivo city to eat.ive nvr been to there before.she promise me she'll bring me to the candy shop.den i wanna go the pool too.hahas.she will owax be rmb by me de.cuz she will be the first to bring me there.hahas.alright.i still got many on coming date with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahas.wonder wad will she blog abt me?hahas,i miss alot alot of ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;happi bdae to my dearest kuku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss esther ye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i miss jazmin n katherine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i simply miss alot of ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;remember me this way=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ev'ry now and then We find a special friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who never lets us down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who understands it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Reaches out each time you fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; You're the best friend that I've found &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you can't stay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But part of you will never, ever go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Your heart will stay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'll make a wish for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; And hope it will come true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That life will just be kind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To such a gentle mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you lose your way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think back on yesterday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember me this way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember me this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I don't need eyes to see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The love you bring to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter where I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I know that you'll be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Forever more, a part of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; You're ev'rywhere &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll be right behind your shoulder, watching you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be standing by your side in all you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I won't ever leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; As long as you believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You just believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116517387546623089?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/116517387546623089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=116517387546623089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116517387546623089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116517387546623089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-delete-this-blog-veri-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-116396598095867397</id><published>2006-11-19T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T11:53:00.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i update onli because esther ye wants me to update.hahas haiya'i veri busy lahh....wa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/322760482l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/322760482l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;happiness is;to noe the saviour=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116396598095867397?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/116396598095867397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=116396598095867397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116396598095867397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116396598095867397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-update-onli-because-esther-ye-wants.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-116002400794055244</id><published>2006-10-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:53:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterdae tt evania chua scold me.i veri sad lei.haiiss i noe i veri kpkb.but den why muz she sae me loh.im veri sensitive to the word KPKB de loh.haiiss if she wan scold oso dun have to sae me until like tt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiiss...den tt esther ye oso wont be kind enough n help me lahh.den tianqin dey all..haiiss i feel so hurt lahh.why muz she sae me?haiiss summore tok abt my parents.dey die le get it?haiiss hate her lahh okie.she keep saein me EVA SINCE LAST YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my exams was okie.i tink i will jux be veri upset whenever i see esther ye lahh.haiiss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone oso like tt now i noe le...i wont trust everybody le loh.so sad lahhs....haiiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-116002400794055244?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/116002400794055244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=116002400794055244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116002400794055244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/116002400794055244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterdae-tt-evania-chua-scold-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115962582345659964</id><published>2006-09-30T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T07:17:03.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i dunno wad has got into me.oh mine im so dead.haiiss eams cumin im rather stress over it.will i or will i not?uh oh.im so damn dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115962582345659964?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115962582345659964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115962582345659964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115962582345659964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115962582345659964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dunno-wad-has-got-into-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115946463968836114</id><published>2006-09-28T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:30:39.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/35418972312939l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/35418972312939l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish I could be the one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The one who could give you love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The kind of love you really need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish I could say to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I'll always stay with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But baby that's not me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You need someone willing to give their heart and soul to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise you forever, baby that's something I can't do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I could say that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be all you need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But that would be a lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I'd only hurt you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know I'd only make you cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not the one you're needing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope someday you can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find some way to understand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm only doing this for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't really wanna go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But deep in my heart I know this is the kindest thing to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll find someone who'll be the one that I could never be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who'll give you something better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Than the love you'll find with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I could say that I'll be all you need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But that would be a crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know I'd only make you cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not the one you're needing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaving someone when you love someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is the hardest thing to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you love someone as much as I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I don't wanna leave you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby it tears me up inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'll never be the one you're needing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, its never gonna work out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115946463968836114?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115946463968836114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115946463968836114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946463968836114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946463968836114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wish-i-could-be-onethe-one-who-could.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115946393653524959</id><published>2006-09-28T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:18:56.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so many things are happenin nowadaes.can anyone tell me wad i exactly wants in life?haiiss i jux feel veri veri sad.i have so many things to sae.but it seems like no one noes how i feel.n im so afaid of saein it out.i will tear.ive been keepin it all tomyself for so many weeks.i keep on runnin away from those problems tt i muz face.i noe i have to be strong.but i jux cant go on.i feel so empty.haiiss.im solost.so so lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115946393653524959?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115946393653524959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115946393653524959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946393653524959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946393653524959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-many-things-are-happenin-nowadaes_28.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115946392006889712</id><published>2006-09-28T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:18:40.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so many things are happenin nowadaes.can anyone tell me wad i exactly wants in life?haiiss i jux feel veri veri sad.i have so many things to sae.but it seems like no one noes how i feel.n im so afaid of saein it out.i will tear.ive been keepin it all tomyself for so many weeks.i keep on runnin away from those problems tt i muz face.i noe i have to be strong.but i jux cant go on.i feel so empty.haiiss.im solost.so so lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115946392006889712?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115946392006889712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115946392006889712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946392006889712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115946392006889712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-many-things-are-happenin-nowadaes.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115824642263731583</id><published>2006-09-14T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:07:02.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one noes how much hurts esther has given me.i dunn wanna tink of her.i am hurt.im scare.im afraid.she make my life so miserable.i sae tt i tink of her i will feel sad.why cannot sae tt mehhx?i scare im not yet over esther or wad.haiis i realli veri veri scare.renee ask me todae if esther did like me before.i dunno how to reply.i watch mvp.den i jux feel so sad.cuz last time i tok to esther owax watch tt.im realli afraid.everythin seems so sudden.i realli wanna cry out veri soon.if onli esther hasnt cum into my life.having to tink of all this,im goin mad soon.i dun wanna tink anymore.maybe all this shouldnt have happen.im actualli happi with goin on with my life.or am i jux kidding myself?wad am i doing?i hope i will be okay.can anyone guide me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;esther realli hurt me badly!i wanna break down soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115824642263731583?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115824642263731583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115824642263731583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115824642263731583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115824642263731583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-one-noes-how-much-hurts-esther-has.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115824576552849792</id><published>2006-09-14T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:56:05.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i veri sad lei.haiis if i were to tink of how my kuku suffer,gosh i cant bear to see her sufferin.i realli wan to help her.oh well i will try de.but i dunno how to.i dunno wad to do.ive go thru this before.but my situation is not as saddening as my kuku's de. i jux wan kuku to have the best.n to be happy.nth more den tt.i will do anything for her. AND I LOVE MY HUBBY.i love my kuku butt in law oso loh.yupp. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im keepin sum heavy burdens in me rite now.haiiss..no one noes except dunno lei..im afraid im realli veri veri afraid.im afraid i will cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115824576552849792?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115824576552849792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115824576552849792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115824576552849792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115824576552849792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-veri-sad-lei.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115790100059853528</id><published>2006-09-10T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:10:00.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;my mp4 lost lei!but nvmx bahhs.maybe its meant to be lost.oh well...but its okay.hahas anywae.oh well...many things are happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tml school's gonna start.its a brand new dae again =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115790100059853528?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115790100059853528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115790100059853528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115790100059853528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115790100059853528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-mp4-lost-leibut-nvmx-bahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115774493299546882</id><published>2006-09-09T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:48:53.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many thins have been happenin in my life nowadays... mayb i should juz explain it in a easier way.. oh well, firstly, i and janelle hasnt been contactin each other. i tried not to think abt it. ever since the day he left, my life was juz so incomplete. everythin didnt go smoothly.. mayb i'm  juz being very naive myself... i shouldn have tot tat everythin wil gose my way.. i shouldn even have tot of those princess dreams.. i'm no body to think it tat way.. i'm nth compared to other.. i've neglected many tat cares for mi.. and nw my worse nitemares came true.. other are doin the same to mi.. y so ppl have to go on with such obstacles in life? my heart's filled with sorrow and melancholy rite nw.. ppl do come and go in our life.. so i'm learin to accept the fact.. i have to be strong and welcome other new ones to come.. i only wanted a sense of belongin.. but is it to hard to ask for? i've nv expected tat everythin will turn out wrong.. so damn wrong.. wil everyone tel mi tat i'm juz thinkin too much.. nth is going wrong.. i'm juz the sensitive one.. wil anyone show mi the way out? i'm lost and trap in this dark world.. how am i suppose to get out? depressions are overcomin mi once more.. i dun wanna let all this become a part of my life.. i simply juz hate havin my life... hai....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115774493299546882?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115774493299546882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115774493299546882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115774493299546882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115774493299546882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/many-thins-have-been-happenin-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115778995710213221</id><published>2006-09-09T01:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:19:17.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;im not sure if im goin to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;stay over in renee house lei.alamak.hahas cuz im feeling quite sick loh.how...haiiss.anywae...i love band!im goin to be mad for band.band means alot to me.i cant bear to leave lahhs.haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im jux being bored now lahh.i havent even complete my homework lahhs...i need to complete it first lohh.hahas...anywae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SUPER MARIO ROX N SO DO PERCUSSION BAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115778995710213221?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115778995710213221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115778995710213221' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;im not sure if im goin to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;stay over in renee house lei.alamak.hahas cuz im feeling quite sick loh.how...haiiss.anywae...i love band!im goin to be mad for band.band means alot to me.i cant bear to leave lahhs.haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im jux being bored now lahh.i havent even complete my homework lahhs...i need to complete it first lohh.hahas...anywae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SUPER MARIO ROX N SO DO PERCUSSION BAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115778994921333055?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115778994921333055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115778994921333055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115778994921333055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115778994921333055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-not-sure-if-im-goin-to-stay-over-in.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115773593463682433</id><published>2006-09-08T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T10:18:54.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im putting all my past hurts behind.let me noe tt u are the one who can brighten up my dae.dun ever hurt me like how others does.dun u ever dare flirt behind my back.i wont ever wan to tink tt esther came into my life b4.let me noe tt im jux thinkin too much for the past few daes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;st anthony percussion band rox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;upcomin performin is on 4th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;at toa payoh HDB hub.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;through thick n thin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we will stay as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;band has change alot.ever since the seniors left.now tt we are the seniors,its time to grow up.new piece=]canon in d!!!yeah hahas.im playin vibes + triangle+claves. den muz run here n dere. oh well...suddenly missin band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;will our band be the same as before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115773593463682433?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115773593463682433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115773593463682433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115773593463682433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115773593463682433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-putting-all-my-past-hurts-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115609324959057069</id><published>2006-08-20T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T10:00:49.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;todae i went over to find katherine.sian lahhs i read esther blog..i mean is like..muz she treat me like tt?im realli down rite now.bcuz she change me from inside out.n im realli tired of everythin tt is goin on rite now.muz she be so cold towards me?haiss..muz she hurt me so much?she sae to be normal frens.but she lie to me.me n her are neither frens or hi bye frens. we are like total strangers.im tryin hard to forget tt i even like her.i wan to cherish everyone around me.but it seems so hard .. everythin has change for me.everythin seems to be like memories.all the things i have around me right now,i jux dun cherish it.haiiss..maybe its time to end everythin..i dun wish to end my life..but the words esther sae jux keep on repeatin in my mind.she go le...she realli go le...why muz joanna get so affected by everythin she sae?if only esther reads this.if only she noes how much she hurt me.if only everythin has never happen.if only all this is just a bad nightmares.i dun mind havin nightmares. as long as all this didnt happen.i wouldnt have been in such state.i rather not tok to esther tt night abt renee and her zhihao.i rather everythin didnt happen.i rather be in love with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115609324959057069?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115609324959057069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-115582416161703908</id><published>2006-08-17T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:16:01.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/my%20life%20forever..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/my%20life%20forever..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;+___________+youwillowaxbemylittleprincess+___________+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my love for you will owax stay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there's nth tt last forever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i need u to noe it jux one last time,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ure willing to return,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will wait on you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll be waiting..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell me the truth-did u ever love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115582416161703908?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115582416161703908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115582416161703908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115582416161703908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115582416161703908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/08/youwillowaxbemylittleprincess-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115581901838413792</id><published>2006-08-17T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T05:50:18.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i so long nvr update le..hahas...haiiss...&lt;br /&gt;all right so many things happen nowadaes.hais...&lt;br /&gt;im veri down now...pass few daes im veri sad..why huh..&lt;br /&gt;.im nt gonna tell..anywae...i noe sth..tts makes me veri veri sad.&lt;br /&gt;haiiss...maybe tts the thing bahhs..anywae...&lt;br /&gt;i am performin for teachers dae..haiiss yeah..&lt;br /&gt;im rather happi,...im playin my favourite instruments!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...anywae..haiiss im down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;i and jaz break frenship le.from now on onli will be me n kat.&lt;br /&gt;no others anymore...onli me n her.we will stil live on without jaz.goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115581901838413792?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115581901838413792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115581901838413792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+___________+youwillowaxbemylittleprincess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+___________+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i veri long nvr update le lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;but still oh well...finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;guess what?i have band from todae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;all the wae until next sundae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;alright...i will tel u all my schedule ...hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;welll so long nvr update le arrx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i think is like almost one week plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;so many things happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;n i simply love my bdae tt dae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;thanks esther for the two hamster ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;thanks xiner for the keychain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gera,jiawel n kelly for the percussion sticks;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;pig tan for the mp4;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;renee for the surprise;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;kat n jaz for the BIG surprise!;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;n more of it.i cant recall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but i reali did enjoy my bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;at least i dun tear myself,alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;n i dun spend it alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;its rather a stressful period right now for me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope with studies n band as well...haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;but still,no one understands it lahhs.haiiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;040706-band from 230pm to 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;050706-band from 230pm to 630pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060706-band from 10am to 630pm.(rehearsal at tm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;070706-no band!half dae =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080706-band from 11am to 7pm(xiner's bdae)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;090706-band from 10am to 8pm.at singapore museum(women fest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100706-no band. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;110706-band from 230pm to 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120706-band from 130pm to 730pm(rehearsal at VCH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;130706-band from 130pm to 10pm(full dress;rehearsal at VCH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140706-band from 8am to 1130pm(actual dae n rehearsal at VCH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;150706-band from 11am to 1115pm(actual dae n rehearsal at VCH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;help me!i wil be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; quite stress for this few dae!!!&lt;br /&gt;but still... i stil love band!&lt;br /&gt;but i muz find time to spend with kat,jaz,renee n leon.&lt;br /&gt;hahas...hmmm oh well...i muz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;my life;my everything =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/my%20life%2C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/my%20life%2C.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115202845162160974?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115202845162160974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115202845162160974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115202845162160974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115202845162160974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/07/youwillowaxbemylittleprincess-i-veri.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115125841102463148</id><published>2006-06-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T11:00:11.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pig arrx pig..&lt;br /&gt;u damn stupid loh!hmph!&lt;br /&gt;how can u sae u dun wanna bother abt me?!?!&lt;br /&gt;i veri sad de loh.u r my closest pig.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u care for me.but den...i am nt changin.&lt;br /&gt;my fren all oso leavin me le.but onli u al dunno how i feel mah.&lt;br /&gt;dui bu qi den.but den,u cannot leave me!my bdae cumin le.&lt;br /&gt;i stil wan u to celebrate it with ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;me n and ah bee,we go eat together okie?&lt;br /&gt;after my cca loh.hahas or u al wan to bring me go reseturant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eat?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i is anything de.im  fine with it =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dui bu qi..i let u down.i keep on tinkin abt myself.but not u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i veri selfish rite?sorri lei..i noe how to cherish this frenship.&lt;br /&gt;is jux tt i dun show it all out..im sorri!!!!&lt;br /&gt;pig arrx pig...go perserve for ur dream okie?haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;wan be a hairdresser den be okie?&lt;br /&gt;dun regret in the end arrx..i tel u first okie?&lt;br /&gt;dun do things tt u wil regret...haiiss...&lt;br /&gt;u r not a bad influence  ..not at all...i stil love u the wae u r! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;                                  I can see that you've been cryin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; You can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;'t hide it with the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; What's the use in you denying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; That what you had is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;but believe me for sure,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be dere. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Text"&gt; Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Text"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/behind%20this%20smile..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 247px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/behind%20this%20smile..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/29050180746606l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/29050180746606l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115125841102463148?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115125841102463148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115125841102463148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115125841102463148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115125841102463148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/pig-arrx-pig.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115125546018802683</id><published>2006-06-25T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:11:00.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; I know I can be a little stubborn sometimes&lt;br /&gt;A little righteous and too proud&lt;br /&gt;I just want to find a way to compromise&lt;br /&gt;Cos I believe that we can work things out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I thought I had all the answers never giving in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; But baby since you've gone I admit that I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; How my going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; How my ever gonna get rid of these blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Baby I'm so lonely all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Everywhere I go I get so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; You're the only thing that's on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Oh my beds so cold at night and I miss you more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Only you can make it right no I'm not too proud to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; How my going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; If I could only hold you now and make the pain just go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Can't stop the tears from running down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; All I know is I'm lost without you I'm not gonna lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; How my going to be strong without you I need you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; If we ever say we'll never be together and we ended with goodbye don't know what I'd do ...I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; I keep trying to face the day I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115125546018802683?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115125546018802683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;past few daes,ive been spendin it with my jie mei n xiong di =].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i tried not to tink about anythin tt is cumin in my wae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i tried..i guess..i manage to forget about it.at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haiiss..wad is happenin to me rite now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;oh well..fridae i had a bad stomach ache. early in the mornin i went over to jan's hse.i dress up myself.oh well.den we went to the airport.my stomach hurts..but we manage to see her out.den we are like so happi!twenty daes of disaster,havin to wait on her to return.hahas den jan so happi.den we to her hse.she give us our present.hahas..pris went over n she dress up so nice lah.hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;we went down to bugis.met up with von von.my ex stead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;turn so pretty le.den go smoke.hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;oh well..i watch silent hill!cuz von looks like a 18 yrs old adult.so we manage to buy thru loh.den its so disgustin lah alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt renee came over to find me lah.pris oreadi go le hahas.hmm den got some quarrel went on.so von so angry she walk out of us.,,i pulled jan back to tingwen's dere.den they tok..me n renee jux tok there too..hahas..funny.den me,jan n renee went down to payalebar.where dere has many memories...haiss.i stayed over at jan's hse tt dae.next mornin.jan woke me up from my beautiful dream =x. tingwen came over..some stuff happen once more.but we went over to parkway.den smoke dere..pris came over etc...haas..den we had a veri enjoyable dae dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;my god son was born on 24june =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahas..den we went to jan hse to take sth stuff of mine.n we went to tingwen's hse later on.pris n i stayed over...den we had alot of fun time together...after all todae is a great dae =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tml school startin le.perhaps we wil drift apart?wil we starts becomin like normal frens?jux lyk how it was when its e startin of another brand new ye.tis time,will my frens stay,or wil dey leave me instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;how has my life been nowadaes?&lt;br /&gt;its been a total mess...&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe.but i teared on 23june for her.&lt;br /&gt;haiiss its been long since we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;why are those memories huntin me again rite now?&lt;br /&gt;i dunn wad is in my mind rite now.haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;i need to cry.but no one truely noes how i feel.haiiss.&lt;br /&gt;haiiss i reali had enough.maybe its time to brk down once more.&lt;br /&gt;but no one understand how i feel haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn sad..i have to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;stronger den others.no one noes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my tears,no one get to see it.&lt;br /&gt;i had enough.im terrified =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115125507892153207?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115125507892153207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115125507892153207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115125507892153207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115125507892153207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/past-few-daesive-been-spendin-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115091023380828379</id><published>2006-06-21T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:17:13.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;todae i had band.band band band!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh...yesterdae i met her at my hse downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;until 3plus arrx..so guilty tt i make her get scoldin when she go hm.&lt;br /&gt;but she is so sweet lai.hahas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.todae i got band arrx...the rehearsal so fun lahh!&lt;br /&gt;hahas...i love modem dance...den after school go with katherine to smoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i dunno wad is on ur mind...&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get rid of u long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115091023380828379?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115091023380828379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115091023380828379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115091023380828379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115091023380828379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115074337442955234</id><published>2006-06-19T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:57:29.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am i so bad tt renee sis muz sae me?&lt;br /&gt;i noe my maple sucks like hell..&lt;br /&gt;but she muz insult until like tt mehh?&lt;br /&gt;stupid la...who lao ehhx...den make me so sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i tink janelle n jamayne n renee all veri nice.&lt;br /&gt;dey help me thru.the guy in maple sae im noob..haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so discouraged. veri veri discouraged..haiiss...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad has got into me.this two daes...&lt;br /&gt;i will onli noe how to feel upset.n nth else le.haiiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i slept at 8am in the mornin...thanks to janelle n renee...&lt;br /&gt;make me play maple with dem...until i wan die lah..&lt;br /&gt;haiiss i woke up at 8.i onli sleep 2 hrs..supposedly tml is 9 to 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily dey change it to 2 to 5....&lt;br /&gt;todae reach sch at 9 sharp.no teacher all the wae.&lt;br /&gt;make us go for nth..den play n go library sleep etc...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm den whole dae slake there lah..&lt;br /&gt;is like so damn fun loh..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;den after band go to mit jan,lavi,char n renee...&lt;br /&gt;den tok n tok n tok n tok...&lt;br /&gt;den jan go tuition ,char go eat den lavi went hm.&lt;br /&gt;left me n renee onli...den is like so funny.hahas...&lt;br /&gt;haiiss den char n jan come down again..&lt;br /&gt;den we tok abt sex...oral sex or ff etc..&lt;br /&gt;for like ermx...3 to 4 hours?veri funny lahhh...&lt;br /&gt;den i went home with renee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tml is gonna be a brand new dae.&lt;br /&gt;think jurami is cumin for band lahhs...&lt;br /&gt;wish us all the best =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115074337442955234?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115074337442955234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115074337442955234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115074337442955234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115074337442955234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-i-so-bad-tt-renee-sis-muz-sae-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115057161207743263</id><published>2006-06-17T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:13:32.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my daddy came home todae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nag at me about computer stuff again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haiiss ..everytime oso like tt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so sickenin lah dey all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hmmm alrights...well..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i was so tired yesterdae..i woke up quite late todae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;about 1230 i guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;todae dey won their match.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yeah!so happi for them lah.3times in a row=]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;good good.hahas..nvr fail as a basketballer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;but esther ye oso not bad mahhs.though nv win.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;but stil , she help the team score quite alot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;she veri cute lei.hahas i cant stand it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well todae got so many funny thing happen.&lt;br /&gt;i went century to meet jan n char.&lt;br /&gt;had a fun dae..cant help it but to keep on laughin.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...den renee come n find us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;den we did sth bad,hahas..if i mention it,im dead.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..den yutin came...todae we five reali had a fun together.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..den jan n char go watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;left me n renee n ting..so we go arcade n take neo.&lt;br /&gt;den so jan n char movie end.&lt;br /&gt;come n find us loh.hahas oh well..veri fun!&lt;br /&gt;den i went to heartbeat concert..haas..&lt;br /&gt;i simply love band alot!oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i saw her* todae..hahas so cute lah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ermx...den hor..she chat with me and etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but our distance is like so far from each other..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;abit too sad rite.haha..she veri pretty todae lei.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hmmmd en hor..ya heartbeat concert got one girl..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so pretty .but siok n ting sae she not pretty..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i like can le rite.haha i seat bus homw with ting..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;den happen to see calesta n oso tt gal lahh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;haha so fated rite!lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;den esther text me.hahas she is like so nice n sweet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i dunno wad to sae lei.how huh?alamak...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;im dead...hahas...oh well...ya tts all bahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/goodbye%20seniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 685px; height: 513px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/goodbye%20seniors.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;bands my everythin!=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115057161207743263?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115057161207743263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115057161207743263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115057161207743263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115057161207743263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-daddy-came-home-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115048015358264136</id><published>2006-06-16T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:49:13.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae i was on the fone with renee..&lt;br /&gt;den gabriel called me.&lt;br /&gt;i was rather shock u see.&lt;br /&gt;oh well..jaz ask me to meet her n gab at n2.&lt;br /&gt;cuz jaz sneak out n end up have no key to go home.&lt;br /&gt;so i pei her yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go on at ard 6am.&lt;br /&gt;but den me n her chat..as in reali chat.&lt;br /&gt;den ard 7..&lt;br /&gt;i lend her money cab home.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand why is frenship important!&lt;br /&gt;i love u gals to bits n pieces!thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;where did i go todae?&lt;br /&gt;oh well..i went home.&lt;br /&gt;i slept for onli 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;den i went for band..&lt;br /&gt;it was tiring but veri fun bahhs..&lt;br /&gt;den *she gt match..&lt;br /&gt;dey won!hahas good.&lt;br /&gt;she is like so happi lah&lt;br /&gt;i oso happi for her loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;den after band went to meet my dearest sisters.&lt;br /&gt;hahas i simply love dem.&lt;br /&gt;i saw katherine walkin pass e road..den i shouted her name.&lt;br /&gt;so we go together..den jaz cum down with us.&lt;br /&gt;we bought cigarette.den kat go hm.&lt;br /&gt;jaz n i go see hamster..&lt;br /&gt;den shop n tok alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;went home den i sleep for awhile bahhs..&lt;br /&gt;den ard 540 i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;prepare n bring ernest to see match.&lt;br /&gt;reach dere jux in time&lt;br /&gt;but still muz run abit.so ya..smoke dere.&lt;br /&gt;i saw *her oso dere.hahas..&lt;br /&gt;hmm ermx..esther did score well..&lt;br /&gt;well done for her!*appaulse for her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ermx ya.nth much le bahhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tml i have to go out with jan n char=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;n have band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115048015358264136?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115048015358264136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115048015358264136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115048015358264136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115048015358264136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-wad-yesterdae-i-was-on-fone-with.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115030149962068573</id><published>2006-06-14T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T09:11:39.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i had enough!&lt;br /&gt;just get out of my life!&lt;br /&gt;i had the hatred in me rite now.&lt;br /&gt;so dun u dare cum n disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;i wil kill u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i hate all this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hatred are in me rite now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;u are the one who cause all this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115030149962068573?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115030149962068573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115030149962068573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115030149962068573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115030149962068573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-had-enough-just-get-out-of-my-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115029900090204191</id><published>2006-06-14T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:30:01.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for all this.&lt;br /&gt;haiiss why does tis happen?&lt;br /&gt;i am reali keepin all my tears in me.&lt;br /&gt;im reali hatin myself.&lt;br /&gt;its all bcuz of my fault.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna forgive myself for all tis ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i nv do anything to make xiner hate me so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i nvr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i dun mean a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i hate tis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;im gonna kill myself sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it hurts me alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115029900090204191?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115029900090204191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115029900090204191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115029900090204191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115029900090204191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115021129585603668</id><published>2006-06-13T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:08:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;todae was a bad dae for me.&lt;br /&gt;oh well im too tired.&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae was worse.&lt;br /&gt;its like a nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;im wrong with everything.&lt;br /&gt;i shld sae tt it was all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;my fault to sae everything out.&lt;br /&gt;im in the fault.&lt;br /&gt;dun u noe how much i simply hates myself now?&lt;br /&gt;its pointless saein all this now.&lt;br /&gt;cuz its been reality.&lt;br /&gt;n above all this.&lt;br /&gt;it is all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to mit kat jux now in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i told her wad happen yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;n i was realli feelin down.&lt;br /&gt;but dey al told me not to blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;i told them tt i wont.&lt;br /&gt;but do they noe?&lt;br /&gt;i cant bring myself to stop the blames.&lt;br /&gt;haiiss i feel tt im the cause of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;why muz u lie to me?&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel the wae it aches when u lied.&lt;br /&gt;i trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;but u sae ure afraid i wil be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;n in the end u lied.&lt;br /&gt;wad kind of logic is tis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115021129585603668?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115021129585603668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115021129585603668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115021129585603668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115021129585603668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/todae-was-bad-dae-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115014136418926467</id><published>2006-06-12T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:42:44.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have so much to sae.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tel everyone tt im upset!&lt;br /&gt;im down!&lt;br /&gt;im depressed!&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself!&lt;br /&gt;i reali hate myself!&lt;br /&gt;why do joanna come into this world?&lt;br /&gt;she onli bring trouble to tingwen,jan,pris n even xiner!&lt;br /&gt;if not..nth like tis wil happen anymore!&lt;br /&gt;why would i be existin in this world?&lt;br /&gt;why muz i appear?&lt;br /&gt;can i jux kill myself rite now?&lt;br /&gt;im hurtin badly.im badly injure inside me.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like.my heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;whats dere to sae sorri&lt;br /&gt;when everythin is oreadi done?&lt;br /&gt;wad for?&lt;br /&gt;to ease the hurts?&lt;br /&gt;to make me forget everythin?&lt;br /&gt;u noe wad?&lt;br /&gt;u cant.&lt;br /&gt;u hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;n its enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;xiner,i noe u do care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i noe u care alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;many things are so hard to tel u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but i noe u care for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i stil need u in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks for everythin=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115014136418926467?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115014136418926467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115014136418926467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115014136418926467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115014136418926467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-so-much-to-sae.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115012069553686079</id><published>2006-06-12T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T06:58:44.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;todae i went out.&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to mit pig at 1030am .&lt;br /&gt;but still,i overslept until around 11am?&lt;br /&gt;she was like kinda piss at first or sth i tink.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,pig im sorry.hahs.&lt;br /&gt;i cant force myself to wake up but stil,&lt;br /&gt;pig wans me to go n take cigarette from her.&lt;br /&gt;so ya..i went out of my hse.den she was dere.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even open my eye big big lah.hahas&lt;br /&gt;alright den i was abt to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;janelle ask me to go over her house NOW!&lt;br /&gt;cuz got sth to discuss with me.den i reach dere ard 12.&lt;br /&gt;but she sae shes not goin to tel me le.lol!&lt;br /&gt;cuz ..ya...hahas. oh well..xiner was dere when i reach.&lt;br /&gt;me n her didnt actually talk alot.oh i cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;i read the leta she gave me.i was curious.&lt;br /&gt;veri curious of sumthings..wad shld i do lehx?&lt;br /&gt;oh no..den after tt,xiner threw away 5sticks of my cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;at least she care lah.so ermx..nvmx lohh.jux throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;den we ate western food loh. ya lo.&lt;br /&gt;den after tt me n xiner went home.&lt;br /&gt;janelle kip saein i like xiner or xiner stil like me etc lah.&lt;br /&gt;no loh.i dun lah.ermx..i guess..yupp.&lt;br /&gt;i took bus home with her.&lt;br /&gt;she nvr even talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;infact she make me have to chase her all the wae lah.&lt;br /&gt;den i was like..in the bus she cant even be bothered to tok to me.&lt;br /&gt;den when she go..she jux turn sidewaes n smile to me..&lt;br /&gt;as if i dun exist lah.tsk.den she jux walk away n get down the bus like tt.&lt;br /&gt;my mood has been spoilt todae but tt..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why at tt time my heart suddenly jux aches.&lt;br /&gt;as if its hurtin me alot.&lt;br /&gt;but i was feel quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;den i come online.&lt;br /&gt;i readahem's blog...den i was like..wha lao..&lt;br /&gt;i treat her so good she dun even care.&lt;br /&gt;wad for muz i give a fuckin shit for her la.&lt;br /&gt;correct?haiiss im jux feelin veri upset now.&lt;br /&gt;veri upset.why muz u sae tt u cant be bothered with ur stead.&lt;br /&gt;somemore in front of me lah.tsk.im veri upset lo.&lt;br /&gt;stop leadin me on okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hey my jie mei out dere!&lt;br /&gt;lu ting wen!i miss u!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..faster cum back.&lt;br /&gt;if not me n janelle wil be bored.&lt;br /&gt;our deal is stil on!&lt;br /&gt;so hurry up!!hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115012069553686079?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115012069553686079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115012069553686079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115012069553686079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115012069553686079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/todae-i-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-115005189345245677</id><published>2006-06-11T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T11:51:47.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im feelin rather guilty now.&lt;br /&gt;i read pris's blog.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like..breakin down..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe how much she is goin thru.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe tt her self esteem is so low.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe she despise herself so much.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt noe she is goin thru so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;im sorri pris.&lt;br /&gt;i am nt dere for u when ure down.&lt;br /&gt;i did promise to be by ur side.&lt;br /&gt;but im sorri.&lt;br /&gt;im one of the worrys in ur mind.&lt;br /&gt;i let u down.&lt;br /&gt;i failed to be by ur fren.&lt;br /&gt;but i do trust in u.&lt;br /&gt;tt u wil change.&lt;br /&gt;no more screamin okie?&lt;br /&gt;n rmb our promise?&lt;br /&gt;nt to cry for dem anymore?&lt;br /&gt;if u or i wanna cry,&lt;br /&gt;lets cry together!&lt;br /&gt;im sorri pris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;todae..i woke up at ard 1230.&lt;br /&gt;i went to mit sand at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;at around 245..&lt;br /&gt;sorri snady kiwi,&lt;br /&gt;im veri late arrx.hahas..&lt;br /&gt;in the mrt,i saw one couple.&lt;br /&gt;with two child.n e man's mum.&lt;br /&gt;den e man seems so lovin..&lt;br /&gt;as in his a good father.&lt;br /&gt;den he look so nerd in carryin the bag.&lt;br /&gt;for the children.&lt;br /&gt;the toddlers are ard 3 to 4 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;both of them.oh well.the father's sandals&lt;br /&gt;look too small for him..his leg oversize it.&lt;br /&gt;but den..they may look poor..&lt;br /&gt;but its obvious tt the do lead a happi life.&lt;br /&gt;though they are poor,as long as there are happiness,&lt;br /&gt;who would mind?familys usually are the one hu stay by&lt;br /&gt;each other side.ive learnt the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;tt we shld cherish our family.&lt;br /&gt;dey are important ppl in our lifes.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully xiner noes tt though her family despise her,&lt;br /&gt;but still,deep down dey dun mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;dey do care for her.afterall,her family loves her.&lt;br /&gt;yupp.i wish i can tell tis to myself too.&lt;br /&gt;nvmx den.i dun have a daddy,still got mummy rite?&lt;br /&gt;father's dae is approachin..but i dunno wad to get for him.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ermx..oh well..i tink i wil jux ..cry if i see him lo.&lt;br /&gt;wad a sad ting rite?but,joanna muz be strong.&lt;br /&gt;daddy wont be able to see the upset side of me.no one wuld=].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i mit sand den i go shoppin with her.&lt;br /&gt;we first find it so borin lahhs.&lt;br /&gt;but den after tt,we do enjoy.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;we tok abt alot of stuffs lah.&lt;br /&gt;is like we go out together,&lt;br /&gt;usually tok.but den tis time we tok abt DIFFERENT PPL=]&lt;br /&gt;hahas i do enjoy alot.i like those ppl lah.&lt;br /&gt;reali like dem alot lo.haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;i reali like those ppl who looks like animation.&lt;br /&gt;i bring sand to follow me to see dem.&lt;br /&gt;wherever dey go.&lt;br /&gt;i n her can jux seat in long john(with memories)&lt;br /&gt;jux to see dem lah..hahas..dey look so punk la!=]&lt;br /&gt;but their dressin cost around 500plus total bahs i guess.&lt;br /&gt;dey are like so damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;den sand rite.she so stupid lah.&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.she almost drop my ice cream.but i mange to hold onto it lo.&lt;br /&gt;end up my whole hand was filled with triple chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;hahas thanks arrx sandy kiwi=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahas..ermx den we went down to redhill..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i was like so lost..sarah sae wad got spotlight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahas i dun even see any spotlight lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;got lah but is like stadium.den inside is soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahas den we realise tt we are lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but i walk n walk den i saw renee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahas den i am like so happi loah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cuzshe will give me direction to the t-net etc loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hmmm ermx den after  tt we went dere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i went up a block to smoke den i saw esther score for our sch team..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;den i was like so happi.keep on jumin here n dere lahhahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ermx den after tt...i was tokin to janelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;esther fell down infront of me lo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i hate the no14 lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid!make her fall..i scream la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;den sand was like so shock.hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;den i was rather..worried for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sandy kiwi step on dog shit.hahas so funny lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;den esther dey all lose.hmmm alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den after tt..shld i sae tt im angry or worried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;im veri angry with esther...tt she dunno how to take care of herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;angry tt she noes her leg is injuried yet stil wan to go on court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;angry tt she dunno how to stop playin when her leg hurts la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;but overall i realise tt im more worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;worried tt her leg is causin much pain in her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;but ermx..im worried as a fren bahs i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den after tt im so worried tt ..sand shld noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i keep on irritatin her lah..hmmm..when i noe sand is sad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;oh well..den renee run to the mrt station jux to take train with me n sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den after tt,hmmm ermx..esther reply me lah.so i stop at bedok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den took train back to lavender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;at there..a train cum..esther called me to run in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so me n sand juz run in loh.we look back den we realise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;tt my silly renee rite..she stil sit dere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;wen she realise we run in,the train oreadi close door le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so me n sand was feelin veri guilty lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den we call her sae mit at aljunied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;esther n her frens so funny..kip lookin at e left side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;when me n sand was standin at the right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;den sand saw her *ahem.haha she so hapi lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;frn esther noe i wan pass her sth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so i jux pass her 0dollars20cents.tts all i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;except for my 5cents.hope is enough for her cab fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i see the wae she is in pain..my heart jux brk..how i wish i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;carry her home instead.oh well..i care as a frens tt why lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;expected her to msg me but in the end nvr loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so yupp tts all for todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;hopefully..tml wil be a beta dae for me bahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;im goin to jan's hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nowadaes i realise..im reali happily with u by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;thanks for cheerin me up when im sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i have been leadin a happily life nowadaes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i simply need u in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i love u lots .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1259am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;12june06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hurts gonna end now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;u shld be happi tt im over u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;its over so,goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;245am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-115005189345245677?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/115005189345245677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=115005189345245677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115005189345245677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/115005189345245677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-feelin-rather-guilty-now.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114996290368537697</id><published>2006-06-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:14:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will cry on ur shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if tt is wad i have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will turn to u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i am confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will walk with u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;all i need is u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;would u tell me tt u love me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i have to let YOU GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;i cant hang on anymore=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;sae u love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;n mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;from the bottom of ur heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;im dyin without u byr my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ure nt over her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ure over me instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i wan the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114996290368537697?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114996290368537697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114996290368537697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114996290368537697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114996290368537697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-cry-on-ur-shoulder.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114994068519288979</id><published>2006-06-10T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T04:58:08.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/hahas%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 205px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/hahas%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;todae i had a enjoyable dae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;silly laogong&lt;/span&gt; make me so happi todae.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haiiss so sweet arrx she..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she bought me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;big big big big &lt;/span&gt;present.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its so big.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the wrappin is so..big?hahas.den i haf to carry it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but den is lyk so heavy loh.hahas...den i mit her n kat &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at ard 120??haha..ya at tt time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;den she bought me two big sort toy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ard &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;70plus&lt;/span&gt; lahhs.so ex loh.haiiss..is two chip n dale e soft toy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she veri swit..i did e&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;njo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y myself todae&lt;/span&gt;.sort of lahhs.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thanks alot laogong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;esther&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; text &lt;/span&gt;me todae.sumhow,like no mood like tt loh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so maybe its the truth.i am t&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;otally finally over her rite now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well,ppl shld b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e glad for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if i reali over her den maybe i&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; wont care so much &lt;/span&gt;anymore bahs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she dun need me wad..im &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;happier now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thanks alot to my dearest lightbulb.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;she is like so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ILOVEU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/crush%21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 627px; height: 627px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/crush%21.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114994068519288979?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114994068519288979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114994068519288979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114994068519288979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114994068519288979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/todae-i-had-enjoyable-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114987076127539774</id><published>2006-06-09T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:32:42.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so many things are happenin in my life...hmmx..&lt;br /&gt;ermx...i hope tt i wil be ok stil.i noe i can be stronger as others tink i am.&lt;br /&gt;everything is gonna be perfectly fine for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;happi bdae to u,mummy!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for owax being dere by my side.&lt;br /&gt;its been 14yrs of hardship for u.&lt;br /&gt;havin to support the family.&lt;br /&gt;without daddy by ur side.&lt;br /&gt;im sorri i hurt u so badly everydae.&lt;br /&gt;i said mean things to u.&lt;br /&gt;to make u cry..&lt;br /&gt;yet i owax take money from u.&lt;br /&gt;den nv did i help the housechores.&lt;br /&gt;onli noe how to go out n slack at home.&lt;br /&gt;its ur unfortunate luck to haf such daughter.&lt;br /&gt;but u didnt failed as a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/hahas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/hahas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i noe u did try ur best to give us wad we wan.&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes im jux bein to naive to sae tt u r good.&lt;br /&gt;i owax sae tt u dun care for me n ure biased.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down.i noe u are not biased.&lt;br /&gt;ure my best mummy.&lt;br /&gt;pls stay strong.haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;i have no courage to tel u tt u mean alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;but stil..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank you.&lt;br /&gt;happi bdae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;ure our best mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114987076127539774?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114987076127539774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114987076127539774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114987076127539774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114987076127539774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-many-things-are-happenin-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114909142134336703</id><published>2006-05-31T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T09:03:41.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;false alarm!haiiss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im sorry esther.if ur heart ever sink,dui bu qi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun wan u to ever feel sad for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will feel hurt.haiiss.dun ever feel sad for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i miss esther.i miss her plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it seems like...everything is changin.haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what exactly happen to me todae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh i saw priscilla todae.ting wen oso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i meet janelle n we go fetch dem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den on the wae to tampines mart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i receive a weird  call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so i ans .its xiner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but all she wan is janelle or priscilla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nvmx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;esther ye,u gotta be strong.i noe u can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i wan esther to be back once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i care alot for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;xiner dun need me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i noe she dun.so dun ask me to go to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;we are over so long ago.haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;all i care abt now..haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ermx..pls take care of urself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;esther ye,i miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114909142134336703?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909142134336703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114909142134336703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114909142134336703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114909142134336703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/false-alarmhaiiss-im-sorry-esther.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114899882078678438</id><published>2006-05-30T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:20:20.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cuz all i wan is u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dun &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sae&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/haiis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/haiis.jpg" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114899882078678438?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114899882078678438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114899882078678438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114899882078678438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114899882078678438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/cuz-all-i-wan-is-u-dun-sae-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114899036787115830</id><published>2006-05-30T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T04:59:27.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yesterdae was a disaster dae for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh well, thanks to esther ye for makin me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;around 11pm i went over to janelle house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we smoke downstairs den jan sae she miss tingwen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sae wanna sneak in school..so a cab came ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we pulled charlotte into the cab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den we just take to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;charlotte waited outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me n janelle climb the gate up the primary sch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den its oreadi 12midnight..jan sae she saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a nun..im liike so scare.but for her tingwen sake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we went in..we run..n get scared by adele n sandra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we have no more escape to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cuz they lock up all the staircase..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den we have no choice bbut to jump down the building..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we were like at the cca foyer..den have to jump down to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;basketball court.i was so scare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i called esther..but i dunno wad is on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i seat up dere,it was den tt i realise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i come bcuz of sum1 sake.just to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i saw her but veron catch me n den i have to run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i didnt manage to hug her etc..so yupp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i sat there..to jump..is bcuz of *her sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i muz let go..thats why i just seat up dere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n suddenly i just jump down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gosh,im cryin out in pain now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;help me!haiiss..i tink my mummy bringin me go doc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haiiss tmlx..pls bless me alright,..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;esther cant even be bothered with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;help!im in pain now.haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;im smokin..i feel so sad..haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as i junp,im just thinkin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of saein goodbye to u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114899036787115830?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114899036787115830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114899036787115830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114899036787115830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114899036787115830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterdae-was-disaster-dae-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114890635560218408</id><published>2006-05-29T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T05:39:15.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now,i felt like crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my heart seems so heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it seems like,no one is by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it seems that my world is so empty now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can i cry?no..i cant i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my heart is realli veri veri pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its like aching..i dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gosh,anyone can help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my life is so empty ever seems u step in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3mths 10 daes more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have to let u go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wo men de xiao shi hou!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i miss the past.haiis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114890635560218408?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114890635560218408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114890635560218408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114890635560218408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114890635560218408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/nowi-felt-like-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114890129792280844</id><published>2006-05-29T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T04:14:58.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             im trying to give up,but it breaks my heart!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;i have to stab my own heart.in order for me to let you go.gosh,its tearing me apart rite now.haiisss...i mis u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterdae i went to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;meet &lt;/span&gt;janelle n tingwen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ton&lt;/span&gt; at tingwen's house.den we r like so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;click&lt;/span&gt; lohhs.hahas.ermx..we talk alot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me n janelle so broke until we have&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; no more&lt;/span&gt; cigarettes to smoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we keep savin cigarettes lahhs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well,den tingwen n i keep talkin abt ghost story...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh no its like so&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; scary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;den we talk about xiner n pris..hahas..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got so many &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;doubts n confusion&lt;/span&gt; abt dem lohh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahhass...haiiss den ive been askin tingwen what is goin on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in taiwan now.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wonderin what is she doin dere&lt;/span&gt;.haiiss..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i onli have &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;four more daes&lt;/span&gt;.im counting down..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have band tmlx..i &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt; for tml.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh..todae seems to be like a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;long &lt;/span&gt;n awaiting dae for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i find that ..todae will be a&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; long dae &lt;/span&gt;for me to go thru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why like this lehhx?haiiss i dunno too..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to pig:&lt;/span&gt;pig,u sae i change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;u are the one who change more den i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss i am alright.i dun need anyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but den u lehhx?i noe what u tinkin loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;u tink im onli using u lahhs.haiiss its like so hurtin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i nvr at all lohh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss wadever lahhs..i feel so sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;counting down to:30daes to my birthdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;would any one tell me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my heart is tearing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my world has fallen apart.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my life is meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i felt like crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;world seems so dark for me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;life seems so empty too.gosh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im tearing apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i felt like cuttin myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i muz let u go by thursdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i guess,im gonna hurt myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im order to let u go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dun need u to return back anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;712pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114890129792280844?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114890129792280844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114890129792280844' title='0 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style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yesterdae in the mornin i woke up,went to meet janelle n priscilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we smoke n eat breakfast..than janelle&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; almost cry too lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haiiss..den i went home...after tat i went to meet germaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cuz i wan to &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;send xiner off&lt;/span&gt;.yupp..but went on the wae dere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;xiner text me sae she is &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;goin off&lt;/span&gt; le.wha..i rush like fuck lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haiiss.den,i reach airport at 1329pm..i onlie have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;1min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i rush to the departure hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i did not see anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im so &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;.but den i nvr show it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in front of germaine.i &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;keep on turnin back&lt;/span&gt;.but i nvr see anyone.so we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;head towards to terminal one.&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;xiner called me&lt;/span&gt;.den she sae she at terminal two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so we waited for sky train to terminal two.den wen we get of the sky train,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;she called and sae she is in terminal one.so we took the same train back to terminal one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh well.this is when my sadness started.现在的你不在想我..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i get off the skytrain n xiner appear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dere&lt;/span&gt;.so she ask me wat i wanna sae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den i oso got nothing to sae.den she sae &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; to me.haiis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den she walk away,germaine sort of sae me lahhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;she sae ask me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dun do things tt i will regret&lt;/span&gt;.den i sort of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;chase after her but..den hor..she like keep wantin to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so yupp..ermx..i saw her parents.den me n germ was like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ermx..haas...den we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; just walk away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den i sae her again at burger king..den germ reali wan kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;le lohhx..keep askin me to go n give her the lollipop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so i went up to her.den i just pass her the lollipop.and den &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;turn&lt;/span&gt; away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; tears is oreadi in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;.den we went to see the departure ting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den we head towards the toilet.suay suay i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; xiner again lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ermx..den she was quenin up to go in.know what?i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; cant do anythin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i cant even bid her goodbye for one last time.i hide behind the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i kept on cryin.germ was like askin me not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n she sae so many people are starin at me..she sae summore i cry so loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;got mehhx?haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;den after tat..we take sky train back to terminal two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was like stil cryin like fuck lohhs.haiiss..den i was messagin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;germ was like sayin tt looks like &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;esther ye&lt;/span&gt;..i keep starin at tt gal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she look &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so familar&lt;/span&gt; but i dunno who.den her stead so tall keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; starin at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i realise it was esther..me n germ run like hell lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wherever we go,we tends to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;bump into esther&lt;/span&gt;.so yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haiiss..den wen we we into the mrt dere,while waitin for mrt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;xiner n esther msg me at the same time lahhs.haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i mean is like.i feel so sad.haiis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ermx den i wen to meet pris den wen down to bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;we played the arcade game.i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;miss xiner like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;den tingwen n janelle cum down to meet us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;den after tt we shop like mad.wherever i go &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;owax have memories&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss.i feel so sad suddenly.den tingwen n jan bought me a wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;which cost 13 bucks so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; sweet of them lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so touch...we went down to tingwens house after tt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;janelle ask me to go for priscilla.hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i have sum things on my mind..but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im not tellin anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;wel,hahas..den i did a veri bad thing with janelle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;something veri veri veri bad!oh no.im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;guilty conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but den,..yupp..den janelle went missing.worse stil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;is like so late le..veri worried for her lahhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;den we thot is dunno who seatin at the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i hold on to pris lahhs..den we three run away from tt gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but actually is&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; janelle&lt;/span&gt; lo!oh no..den after pris's dad send me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im goin to prove to u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that im oreadi over you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont be the gal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who use to love u.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who use to be so obsess over u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont be lovin u anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont be dere for u anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im lettin u go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have to bid goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its veri veri hard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i wil try..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if the onli wae to let u go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is to stab my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wil do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will try umpteen waes to give up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it breaks my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u turn n walk away frm me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i can do is to cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant ask u to stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuz u dun belong to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u dun belong to me anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can onli sae goodbye to u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u return,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u will see that..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i had enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i might change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i guess,its the onli wae to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let you go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just dun love u anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;esther ye,im letting you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/i%20miss%20you..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/i%20miss%20you..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just dun love u anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not the rite one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not perfect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cause misery in ur life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im goin now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;636pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114881280381184635?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114881280381184635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114881280381184635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114881280381184635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114881280381184635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterdae-in-mornin-i-woke-upwent-to.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114870258580295141</id><published>2006-05-26T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:03:05.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;janelle cried just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im sorry.hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dun mean to sae those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that upset you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dunno what has got into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am feelin...alot of jealously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in me.help me.its causin alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;of hurts in me.i dun wish to noe anythin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiiss..it breaks my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im feelin veri veri sad.haiiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114870258580295141?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870258580295141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114870258580295141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114870258580295141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114870258580295141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/janelle-cried-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114863971063381877</id><published>2006-05-26T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T03:35:10.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i did veri veri badly for my report book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i cried lahhss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;esther sae i deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i tink she is rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;what could i get out of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i reali have alot of tears more to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss..im veri sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i reali flunk my paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so what if i did my exam veri good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;in the end i stil failer overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;im veri sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;mummy ask me not to cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but,its reali a big disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i tink whatever esther sae is rite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i guess im just too...stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i cant study..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*tears roll down*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haiiss..would anyone mind comfortin me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;pass few daes hasnt been a good dae for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i cry myself to sleep everynite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;what is goin wrong in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i cant afford to fail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114863971063381877?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114863971063381877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114863971063381877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114863971063381877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114863971063381877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-did-veri-veri-badly-for-my-report.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114857849521646547</id><published>2006-05-25T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:34:55.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;SHOUT OUT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;my birthdae approachin in 1 month 2 daes time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-*her to celebrate with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-*her to give me a surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-*her to give me a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-*her to go beach with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-*her to make me happi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-to be happi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-to go beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-to have surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-to have ang bao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-my daddy can spent it with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-my sister wont nag me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-i will give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-i dun wan to shift house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-i dun wan u to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;waiting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to return back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to noe how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to owax be by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to never leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-for yew to owax cheer me up when im down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;missing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-the past memories we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-the past funs we had together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-the old you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-the love we once shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-080805&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-210206&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;as the daes pass by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;my heartbeat faster every single dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i dare not accept the fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;that my birthdae is approaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i dare not wan to ever tink of that dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i noe this yr bdae would be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;another same birthdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;where my parents dun celebrate with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;n none of my frens remember it exactly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;what will happen this yr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;during my birthdae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;im afraid! =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114857849521646547?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114857720434923396</id><published>2006-05-25T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:14:01.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;todae i came home after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den i went back school for sac idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i went in to 2/3 classroom n smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sac idol start le.at least xiner didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;break promise.she did go with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i text esther,saein tt i miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;how i wish she is by my side by den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i hope i can join the sac idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but jazmin disacouraged me so yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiiss,anywae,&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;SARAH FOO&lt;/span&gt; is a hot babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;she simply rox.see le i wan to have &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;nose bleed&lt;/span&gt; le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;esther also &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;not so&lt;/span&gt; hot.hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;die lahhs think is mix too much with prin n xiner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dey all le.dey are veri &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;horny&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but true enough,she is reali so hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i am like fainting lahhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiiss,got the singapore band cum our sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;guy so hot&lt;/span&gt;!i wan faint arrx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pris sittin next to me..i keep wantin to faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hahas cuz hot gals n guys arrx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den,xiner and sherilyn play like so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;happi &lt;/span&gt;for dem=]..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;after break time,me n pris n tingwen n kat wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;explore the whole school.but tingwen is veri sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;high fever..gosh.den we go back hall lohhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiis saw xiner n sherilyn cum in together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i tink im abit &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; bahhs.i oso dunno lehhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den suddenly she n her end up seatin together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i veri sad..i reali am..so i just get up n went out of hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;myself..saw kat n xiner chasing after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;why chase for what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;gosh den xiner go back first den kat oso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i squat at one corner..i cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;minutes later sherilyn n xiner cum out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;alamak!so i stood up n walk away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den i go back hall.i TINK i saw xiner holdin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sherilyn's hand.not those holdin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;just normal type de lohhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yupp.. i veri sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;felt lyk havin esther by my side at tt time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;to comfort me lohhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiiss..den,pris make me laugh so much lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;she veri nice yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;how i wish i can just run towards u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;n give u one last hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;after sac idol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;me,jan,germ,pri,n char,we went n2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we smoke n chat together dere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den in the end..janelle tear one tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yupp im sorry to make u cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but is e fact oso mahhs.ermx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hmmm den we go tamp mart the mac n eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we talk about last time lahh...so funny lohhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiiss i miss the past time can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;den yupp..germ cab me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;thanks mummy,so sweet of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have so much tears in me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i have not yet cry out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have not yet show it all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im too sensitive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i wish i can just tel u,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i stil love u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i stil wanna run towards u n hug u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i stil wanna tel u how much i mish u=[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/love_150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/love_150.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;my tears cant let u noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how much i misses u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cuz the one u wan it not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1.12am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114857720434923396?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114857720434923396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114857720434923396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114857720434923396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114857720434923396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/todae-i-came-home-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114854437282458967</id><published>2006-05-25T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T01:06:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;todae is a veri hectic dae.haiiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cry in class..tears just roll down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my stomach hurts alot todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its e last dae of school todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiiss after school,i saw esther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she came to me n hug me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n ask me to miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i felt like cryin lohhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hais..i hold tianqin's hand all the wae to the next busstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den,esther ye walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cry like fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i veri sad lohhs.haiiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ermx..so many people saw me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sighc=x..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/its%20all%20over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/its%20all%20over.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wont show u my sadness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114854437282458967?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114854437282458967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114854437282458967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114854437282458967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114854437282458967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/todae-is-veri-hectic-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114847841907623996</id><published>2006-05-24T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T06:51:11.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;todae is a bad dae for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks alot esther,for givin me tt cute wu gui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will love n cherish the xiao wu gui wholeheartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;band is exciting todae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i enjoy it..yupps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;for thw whole of june holidaes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;im pack with band practices!help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;guess what?me n wendy break frenship todae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im sad..veri veri sad!i wan to cry..yupps..im cryin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but,dere's no one who comfort me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;no one to lend me their shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;no one to lend me their listenin ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i have no more kuku.no more le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it ended todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i didnt noe her frenship would mean so much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im afraid to go sch tml.afraid to cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i hate this feelin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;of havin to lose sumone who is close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;will anyone understands my sadness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;will anyone noes how i feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;can anyone help me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im cryin n cryin nonstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;no one seems to care,hais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*_____,why isit tt when i need u most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;u are not by my side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;another reason,i cry for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haiiss...u dun seems to care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no one bothers about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i triedkeepin everythin to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i did..till todae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;its when i start to break down once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i had enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;thinkin of what would happen in 5months time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to let go?or hold on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i did a powerpoint yesterdae for*____,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;why am i being so weak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i promise so many ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i muz be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just realise i smoke 17 sticks at one go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;that night.haiiss..i broke ur promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;all ur promises.haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DUN SAE U CARE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IF U CANT EVEN BE BOTHERED WITH ME!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/kuku;iloveu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/kuku%3Biloveu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;memories of u n me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                           gone forever=[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114847841907623996?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114847841907623996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114847841907623996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114847841907623996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114847841907623996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/todae-is-bad-dae-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114840373049660751</id><published>2006-05-23T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:02:10.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/shooting%20stars.the%20past=x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/shooting%20stars.the%20past%3Dx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss the past=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/1600/love_86.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5722/1691/320/love_86.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i knew it was love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the moment i saw u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my hearet pounded so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just couldnt breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wanted to go n hug u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to tel u how much i misses u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but when i turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                           i saw sumone else by ur side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                          tt was when i noe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                          u n i were nvr meant to be together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                          anymore=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; i saw esther todae in tm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;suay lahhs .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cux she is with her stead mahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i dunno if i shld trust my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;shld i?i dunno too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;now is late at nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;im still surfin net,.hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;its gonna be the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have to put it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1259am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114840373049660751?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114840373049660751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114840373049660751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114840373049660751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114840373049660751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-miss-past-i-knew-it-was-love-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114809932698085467</id><published>2006-05-19T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:39:11.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i guess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im endin it all rite now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i cant stand those pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;u said to love me wholeheartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;but u lied to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ure over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im...over too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i felt lyk endin my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i didnt noe that love culd actuall hurt so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i didnt noe that im breakin into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;there is no such things as forever love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;yet onli everlastin hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;dun go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wil go instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i wil leave ur wurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i will leave u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;n everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;let me go instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ive been a burdens in many ppls life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im not a perfect gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;thats why im choosin to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;dun ever cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cuz i wan the best for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wont die.but i wil let myself suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wil kill my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;instead of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wil leave everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;joanna wont be the same anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;all is endin_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114809932698085467?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114806488081862760</id><published>2006-05-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T11:54:40.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;now is 244am,im veri bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i smoke quite alot todae.im sad.what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss i smoke the strawberry flavour de,quite nice ba.hahas..yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im just bein abit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;too sad todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;esther cried.she apologize.she sae she misses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss...i mss the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but i feel rather bad cuz i dun seems to care for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss i also dunno what happen lehhx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sian.she should have told me her sadness laahhrs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;worried.im veri fuckin worried sia.but what to do?sian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;well,she keep on keepin things to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i should have not enter her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i wouldnt feel that sad lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hopefully this wont hurt any of us for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im realli feelin down lahhs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiis..im sorri to cause sadness into ur life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun wan u to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun wan u to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wil feel veri sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114806488081862760?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114797623670490020</id><published>2006-05-19T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:17:16.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i score well for my english!! =) i'm top 5 in class.. i pass my accounts too! very happy! even chi oso! yeah.. i'm grateful for somethin.. well.. though i fail math n ss.. i nv expect myself to onli fail by 2, 3 mark.. i nv did attend any lesson of it.. yup.. i cired today.. sorry esther.. i broke ur promise.. kat noe how upset i was.. yup... so many thin abt her! i am to speechless to say..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;yup.. after sch.. i miss seein the foto shots of bball!! wasted! but i saw co de.. xiner so cute la.. cant stand it.. haha.. well after tat went tm wif kat.. suddenly i juz fall ill.. i fall to the floor.. shiverin non shop its too painful.. more than a heart ache or stomach pain.. i cant stand up.. my leg's juz too weak.. it took mi sometime to stand up n walk to the toilet.. gosh.. i couldn breath la.. kat saw le so afraid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; den saw xiaoj.. i went home.. receive a call from xiner she ____(shall not make her lose face), my heart sank at tat moment when i tot, its my fault.. very sorry gal.. i am not dyin.. nth to do with ouja board.. cheer up.. i dun mean to make u ____ alrite?? *huggs*... its juz tat my health is gettin weaker.. i need to see doc.. i'm sick for one week le.. hai.. i've been vomitin everyday.. i dunno y.. i juz felt like vomintin.. hai.. its a daily routine le.. yup.. anyway.. smile my gal... huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114797623670490020?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114793443458356170</id><published>2006-05-18T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:01:22.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;just a short entry for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;well,just now i cried because of *___..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;haiiss...wo zhen de hao xiang ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i pass my paper!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;actuali,kinda surprise that i can try to do this well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i need onli 2 marks to pass hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;guess what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i dun even study lahh...so,is quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im top5in class!for english,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;thanks to the sweet lollipop=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114793443458356170?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114793443458356170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114789423716888220</id><published>2006-05-18T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T12:30:37.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesterday night chatted with esther until 1plus.. wha.. i'm so tired.. she is so sweet on the phone..  went to sch pass esther 3packet of hello panda, coz she say she's hungry.. i promise to give her.. played throughout today.. hai.. i pon math lesson.. sat at the canteen there... *ahem pass by, she keep starin den walk away.. wo de xin shui le la... i really very sad.. i sat there, i suddenly say i miss ____.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yup... den in class, i keep sayin i miss ____... esther's recess, i sat with her.. she was like, 'ehhx, ___ is there' i was like.. ya.. very cute... haha... i keep sayin i miss ___... how i wish i can tel her tat... hai... oh ya.. tat yong yong lesson, kat ask mi pei her go down pass letter.. i saw ___ la.. hai... den she look at mi, i turn away.. i rather turn first.. b4 seein her turn away.. i really very sad la.. oh ya! i'm the onli one in class who needs to do tat survey.. heard tat *ahem oso doin... suay.. gosh... i got band, SHOUT OUT.. I LOVE BAND!! I'M GONNA PUT MY HEART ALL IN BAND!! yup..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den come home.. i cired for esther.. i read her tat msg.. hai.. sad.. wrote her letter.. i promise her i cant cry for ___ or anyone else.. except esther herself.. i think of ___, i rub my eye...  how to tel ___, i wan to be her fren? i wan to let ___ noe.. tat i really miss her! i really do.. hai.. shawn like jaz.. sad.. sweetie's sad.. kuku oso.. think pig oso.. nvm.. watever i noe shall be kept in my heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114789423716888220?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114789423716888220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114780922260732903</id><published>2006-05-16T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T12:53:42.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i was upset yesterday nite.. supposedly, i slept at 10plus.. but i woke up around 3plus.. i saw two msg from her.. tellin mi tat she's attached.. i close my eyes my tears juz flow down.. there's nth i can do.. i cired to slp.. i woke up, read her msg and reply her.. kat came over to my house... we drank alcohol, chat... and den i went to meet sweetie n huiqing, mi n sweetie took the same train.. surprisedly.. haha.. we chat and laugh.. we went to c the sanrio stuff sweetie wanted to buy.. den took noeprint.. it wasnt tat nice.. we went over to plaze sing.. haha.. we ate burger king.. den take neo.. the neo print look so nice.. we were laughin all the way&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den she text mi.. she told mi, tat she cired guess its for mi.. she ask mi to promise her somethin.. i cant.. i'm sorry.. how i wish i could hug her at tat point and break down.. we brought ticket to watch.. when a strangers call.. we bluff huiqing, we watchin the wild both mi n maryann kept layghin.. when she now the truth tat... she's nervouse.. haha... b4 going in cinema.. we went yamaha.. maryann played canon for mi.. i was like oh my.. i love yamaha.. haha.. especially those piano there.. my dream is to learn piano.. she played and i record it.. den went in cinema.. someone shouted my name.. it was kuku.. haha.. so surprise.. we sat behide them.. i sat next to maryann.. at the side.. den, esther wrote mi testi.. i cired.. i read it.. i feel so regretted.. hai... perhaps i did regret somethin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but durin the show i was so scare the some effect.. i wanted to take somethin from my bag, someone tab mi.. oh my shoulder!! i so scare la! later i realise, it was maryann who did it.. haha... we hook our hand to each other.. like so scare la.. i scream more lo... den she so cute, were laughin her way there.. haha... cant stand it.. she's cute! after show run down the exit way.. to the toilet.. haha... den.. we went to suntec to shop.. shop for ice cream to eat.. huiqing ask the lady wat is in the tiramishu ice cream.. she say coffee and alcohol.. huiqing got so work out and ask.. wil my fren get drunk?? mi n sweetie laught non stop.. haha.. she's such a joker.. very funny la!! while walkin back.. esther call mi she told mi alot of thin.. which could actually make mi get obsess over her.. haha.. too many thin perhaps.. chatted with her 11min bill explode ar..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha.. den mi,hq n maryann make a deal.. tat we still have 3more outin to go.. haha.. den went tm meet tianling, tianqin, lydia and another ger... mi and tianling smoke.. den ya lo.. hmmm... lydia cried.. haha.. long story... esther tokin to mi now.. she say tianling still like mi.. hai.. dunno la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114780922260732903?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114780922260732903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114780922260732903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114780922260732903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114780922260732903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-was-upset-yesterday-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114772051168012946</id><published>2006-05-16T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T12:26:18.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i slept at 2plus yesterday.. i'm too &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EXHAUSTED&lt;/span&gt; today.. i am worried yesterday nite.. i told &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BEDTIME&lt;/span&gt; stroy to both shirley n maryann.. yup... its a touchin story.. i went sch today, dun wish to see somebody.. i went canteen, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ESTHER&lt;/span&gt; was there.. she kept on hidin her face.. haha.. so cute.. coz she did facial.. at festival court, she n mi play peek a boo ar.. haha.. she keep coverin her face.. went class, was like screamin abt.. den, i realise my throat was hurtin.. i scream through one period coz no teacher.. den stop.. haha.. had foto takin.. i hope i did manage to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt; nicely..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;didnt noe i'm so gu niang la .. haha.. stood at the last row.. yeah.. den recess time, is a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TURNAROUND&lt;/span&gt; for mi.. i saw *ahem, den she juz turn away n smile.. so cute la.. but i was feelin really sad.. i &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FORCE&lt;/span&gt; myself to eat finish tat bowl of food.. hai.. i omost cried la... den, sweetie so cute.. haha... around 110pm, i start feelin &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;.. stupid mrs yong, i wan slp cannot.. she wake mi up la.. i was so tired.. i loitered around wif kat, den.. wanted to sneeze, but i cant.. its really uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gosh, i think my new &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TARGET&lt;/span&gt; noe tat i &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LIKE&lt;/span&gt; her so paiseh!!! she's very cute.. i went to eat with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ESTHER&lt;/span&gt; after sch.. they say tat she's &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JEALOUS&lt;/span&gt;, i have a new ah ma... she help mi cut my chicken chop... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TIANQIN&lt;/span&gt; feed mi eat.. i'm really very sick... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ESTHER OFFERED TO FEED M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;.. but i dun wan.. haha.. butden she keep &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;STARIN&lt;/span&gt; at mi.. den we &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt; laaught.. wat a &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ENJOYABLE&lt;/span&gt; time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;than, one of esther's fren tot i'm bung.. esther was like she so ger la!! where got bung!! haha.. so cute of her i keep coughin until i vomited out twice in front of them.. hmm... cough cough* den, while walkin back, esther say if she ever &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LEAVE&lt;/span&gt; this yr.. she'll sing hui you na men yi tian tat song for mi.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; la!! she so cute.. den they went home.. saw sweetie.. she's sad.. stupid yeye!! send her such a hurtin msg.. alamak, she's sad.. but she &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DUN WAN&lt;/span&gt; to show it out.. hai.. den mi n kat went bedok reservoir.. we tok alot... hai...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i told abt the thin tat happen exactly on 2.4km run tat day.. but, its so long ago.. i onli remember mi n esther de.. hai... den i told her tat touchin story.. she omost cried.. gosh.. i told her many thin.. she told mi her dirty &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SECRETS&lt;/span&gt;.. we enjoyed ourself there.. we promise to go bedok reservoir every week.. we saw &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SUNSET SETTIN&lt;/span&gt; together.. its very nice... den many many &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MEMORIES&lt;/span&gt; there.. next &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TIME&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SAD&lt;/span&gt; , i'll &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SURE&lt;/span&gt; go there le.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TML'S&lt;/span&gt; going bugis wif sweetie n dear diary.. haha.. great!! i came home vomited again.. gosh.. i'm very sick.. need some rest... take care!! * i gonna show you i'm &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt; over you now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114767931659476876</id><published>2006-05-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:02:48.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am feelin realli down todae.sigh,i just wish i could end it all..i cant go on with this le.haiiss...would anyone tel me why is all this hurtin inside me?haiiss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just feel that all my frens are leavin me one by one.after the dae at tm(e quarrel wif xiner),i just feel so different...i wanted so much to cry out at times.im not bein myself.i need sum help.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u came into my life,u took my heart n u broke it.yet,u didnt even wan to fix it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hate the wae ur treatin me.perhaps i shouldnt even hve cum into ur life.i shouldnt even have fall for u.haiiss,i miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i can onli sae i miss u n my heart,yet not being able to voice it out to u.i can onli miss u secretly.deep down in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114767931659476876?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114767931659476876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114767977927803489</id><published>2006-05-15T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:57:54.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sweetie, dun feel upset.. dun be sad nor afraid tat i will leave u one day.. coz, even til the end of times, i promise i will be there for u.. trust mi.. perhaps, time will really drift us apart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but, i hope u'll noe.. i'll nv forsake u.... i wont leave u alone to go thru times of tribulation... i wont upset u.. perhaps i'll disappoint you one day.. but, i'm sure for one thin... i wont leave u.. u muz cheer up no matter wat happen... nv be upset nor cry for mi... ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you're such a innocent n silly ger..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sigh.. i may leave shirley.. but i'm still there for her oway... i may leave u one day.. but i'll still be there.. huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114767977927803489?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114767977927803489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114767977927803489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114767977927803489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114767977927803489'/><link 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haha.. i noe it WONT come true.. den suddenly i'm too scare.. scare tat the thunder STRUCK my buildin.. DEN i'll be DIED.. so i wake up.. rainin so heavily.. who is SHEDDIN so many tears? hai... yesterday i super sad.. i make sweetie very WORRIED for mi.. even shilin.. den wake up, saw a weird number.. oh.. is xiner's msg say y i smoke.. say wan cal police.. haha.. we can ONLI call police if mosquito bite us... haha.. yup.. coz tat is RAPPIN.. yeah.. bath le go down stairs my house.. i CUT my hair, preparin for tml's photo takin =) muz be neat n smart =) yup..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;den went tm.. i bought many stuff.. eat tannpa-yaki.. i bought snacks, milk all this.. add upto around 60.. quite guilty ar.. coz most is spent on mi.. went popular bought around 20bucks.. haha.. my sis n bro were naggin to my mother sayin y she so DOTE mi.. is not worth it ect la.. haha.. but my mother jus cant be bothered with wat they says.. she allow mi to buy ANYTHIN!! =) haha... den i buy so many stuff.. i love my hello panda biscuits.. haha.. i bought TWO BIG packet and 12 small packets of it... yesh.. nice.. went home, pack bag for sch tml.. haha.. i WORTE letters.. den around 8 went to meet my sis.. she make mi carry EVERYTHIN la.. i bought LOLIPOP for those gers in 2/4.. LOVE them to bits and pieces.. i came home, pack alot of thin.. from bag to stationary, to food and now even pads la.. haha.. BOUGHT alot of food!! gosh i whole box is my food.. yup.. hai.. SWEETIE quite sad.. i think well, gal, cheer up.. you have mi=).. shirley oso.. alamak.. cheer up=) think i'm quite crappy today..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;my BIRTHDAY COMIN!! wat would i wan to receive?? anythin! but i wan SURPRISE...i wan buy phone or mp3.. haha.. as long as can hear SONGS can le.. hope can SAVE money.. but, cannot la.. i dun like waste money on myself.. haha.. today is a borin day.. wat would HAPPEN tml??? i wish to noe after sch, where should i go? i dunno.. hai.. will rain like today? its gonna be my tears den... haha.. hopin for MIRACLE to happen.. i wan FATE to come! i noe NO longer in love!! i'm FINALLY OVER you!! yeah!! silly sweetie, i wont leave you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114767812488367168?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114767812488367168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114767812488367168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114767812488367168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114767812488367168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-in-mornin-i-tot-wat-happen-la.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114755630617991325</id><published>2006-05-14T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:38:27.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today is a alrite day.. wake up early in the mornin.. went to meet jaz shawn and daddy christopher at tm around noon... saw kat so we went together too.. went to the open space, wanted to smoke.. though i did promise xiner i cant.. but nw she oso cant be bothered with mi.. hai.. but still.. i'm willin to change if she wants.. i saw janelle n ting wen.. went there tok wif them.. haha... hai.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hmm.. den smoke finish.. we went to take neoprint with shawn, chris, jaz, kat n mi.. yup... after tat we three sis went down to expo.. i sort of attitdue.. sorry gal.. wel.. but i love my sis.. so nice of them.. hai.. service is rather draggin.. kat went off half way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den wha.. someone attitude mi la.. dunno.. wat is wrong with her.. so worried.. she change.. yet dun wan admit.. saw mi juz attitude.. hai.. sad..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;den after tat, went to tm.. suddenly feelin quite sad.. hai... today smoke 3 sticks.. hai.. went wif pig.. den she buy beer.. gonna drink.. i suddenly miss esther... haha.. waitin for her to text mi.. i noe she wont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114755630617991325?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114755630617991325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114755630617991325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114755630617991325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114755630617991325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-alrite-day.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114746369686457324</id><published>2006-05-13T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:54:56.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today is a alrite day for mi.. early in the mornin.. i mean noon.. went bugis wif yu ting... we shop together wif my sweetie maryann.. den she is so cute and sweet la.. haha.. i bought my zinc bag.. finally den i was tokin to yuting.. suddenly i saw xiner.. gosh.. she walk away from mi den from den, nth le.. den we go shop for sand's presents.. yup.. we went to town.. cine.. den mi n her eat pastamania.. so full la..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my senior felicia come and find us.. haha.. mi n her took neo.. was kinda alrite today.. den we shop...  fel n mi our leg so pain la.. went arcade.. i saw my ex shawn and den daddy christoher.. haha.. they so cute n funny.. shawn callin me later... yeah.. spent alot today.. we went lido and watch posesidon.. WAT A SAD SHOW LA!! its very very nice.. i cant desribe it.. i was rather emotional when i watch it.. haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den.. after show went heeren and den cine.. well.. throughout today i now.. i miss esther alot.. reach home around 1145pm.. tml going out again.. yeah!! i'm juz feelin.. somethin are missin in my life.. yup.. i noe somethin yesterday.. cant slp.. hai.. nvm.. take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114746369686457324?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114746369686457324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114746369686457324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114746369686457324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114746369686457324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-alrite-day-for-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114737361281143809</id><published>2006-05-12T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:54:09.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;today is a very sad day for mi... hai.. wel.. i step into sch early in the morinin.. esther came lookin for mi pass mi lolipop so sweet.. two somemore.. maryann sweetie so sweet.. pass mi two voodoo and a note book... her letter touch mi alot.. yup... den listenin onli 15mins.. den is accounts.. account so hard... but yeah!! exam's finally over!! well.. esther start mag-ing mi first so sweet..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;go tm jan n xiner sort of quarrel.. i feel so bad... coz i sided jan... i very guilty.. hai... den jaz, kat n xiner say.. fuck she come le.. wah.. gosh... my heart break.. we omost end up like enemies.. hai.. think now is le.. she nv call mi.. sad!! den.. i brought the panda for her.. think she dunno.. yup.. hmm.. ermx.. went jaz house watch the ghost show.. scary!! tat ghost wear red!! hmmm... den xiner went home.. let her go den.. hai... so hurtful.. well, after tat go shoppin wif kat n her niece..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;den with shirley and shilin.. they all come down find mi.. so sweet.. hmmm.. come home, i msg esther.. she cant be bothered.. i call her but she still angry.. hai.. went cyclin to find darrion fang marg n more.. wah... i was thinkin of xiner tat thin.. so sad.. den a imagination of mi got accident appear.. suay suay cross raod a car bang into mi... hit my front wheel.. den, i fly out.. pain la.. wha... i was so sad le... i very scare.. if i die, i sure go find they two.. hmm.. ya lo...dun angry with mi.. hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114737361281143809?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114737361281143809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114737361281143809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114737361281143809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114737361281143809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-very-sad-day-for-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114729214884798151</id><published>2006-05-11T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T13:15:48.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today i slept til around ten in the mornin.. i have a weird dream not onli mi.. even jaz, xiner, pris n me.. all have weird dreams.. haha.. ermx.. hmm stay at home study.. til 2plus.. i did study.. yeah!! i hope tmlx i can pass.. last paper, accounts.. wish mi all the best!! haha ermx... den went to pris house.. we watch the maid. xiner seat next to mi.. give mi comfort.. haha.. coz i scare..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;think jaz realli like pris.. watch le.. so scary la!! hmm.. yup... den after tat.. she keep tellin mi abt calest.. but nvm la.. hmmm... we watch porn.. horny la.. haha.. i help pris pierce tongue.. jaz so worried.. haha.. went home.. juz browse thru the accounts note.. i really wish to do well.. tml actually suppose to go out with sweetie.. but nv so going out with kat, jaz n xin er.. going watch ghost show again at jaz house..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yup wat wil happen tml?? dunno lei.. i msg esther juz now.. msg quite long.. but den i got tear in my eyes.. i wil miss esther when she leave this yr..i have date with her on a date... somemore end of tis yr.. hmmm.. and on august8 oso.. wo hao xiang mi..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hmmm... ermx... luckily i've given up totally on both of them.. mayb still feelin quite weird.. mayb still sad for them.. but den, since they two both oso wont like mi.. y go on?? yup.. wish mi all the best tml!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114729214884798151?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114729214884798151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114729214884798151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114729214884798151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114729214884798151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-i-slept-til-around-ten-in-mornin.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114720267902518734</id><published>2006-05-10T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:24:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;today is a HECTIC day for mi... my math paper2 starts at 8 til 930am.. i slept from 810 ALL THE WAY til end of paper.. i was droolin on the paper.. slp like a pig.. yesterday nite i fuckin SCARE til i nv slp.. think tonite oso lei... hai..ermx... hmm.. den 40mark paper i nv do 27marks la... hack ar.. sure FAIL de.. after sch waited for xiner and pris..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love SWEETIE she's very sad.. gosh.. cheer up gal... you have mi!! i pass her tat lovely memories file.. yup.. and i MISS my DEAR DIARY.. hmm.. waited for xinerwith pris, jaz n ket.. they say ghost stroy.. i super scare la... den, we play ouja board.. the result so SCARY.. the thin circle the word DIE.. alamak.. help.. we all so scare throughout..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;den we when tm.. i saw sweetie n dear diary there.. the 2/3'cutie' was there.. haha.. so fated.. wel, kat so sad.. jaz oso.. pris as wel.. i'm juz MOODY.. haha.. tml no sch... going pris house.. yup.. hmmm.. den went to ep with pris and jaz.. jaz say like pris.. but think is fake de.. i dunno.. i saw TIANLING, gosh.. i really MISS her.. alot alot... haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;went home.. nthin to do.. yup.. xiner called me.. haha.. she's rather WEIRD lei.. hmm... hope i can slp early.. tml will be a BETTER DAY FOR MI! =) tats all for today.. cheer up everyone.. exam's gonna be over in two days time.. we shall played and celebrate like nv b4.. YEAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114720267902518734?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114720267902518734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114720267902518734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114720267902518734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114720267902518734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-hectic-day-for-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114711566410625829</id><published>2006-05-09T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:27:22.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;today is my accounts paper.. i am quite happy! haha... coz i did manage to complete juz as the teacher say times up den i juz put down my pen... thank GOD... tat i did manage to do.. i hope i get the correct ans... alot of ppl nv do.. i'm one of the main in complete it all.. tml is math paper 2.. i very scare.. coz its my weakest subject.. after tat is account paper1.. hope can do well den exam's OVER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;xiner, pris, jazmin,kat came my house today.. we watch the red shoes the ghost show.. i was holing on to xiner's hand throughout the show... coz its scary! she n pris bung stil scare.. haha.. eh.. kat n jaz went home around 2 den left onli mi n two bung i wan to lodge a complaint to police tat xiner molested and rape mi.. haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;until i bite her hand which end up swollen *sorry* den pris so sad.. she was writin and vandalizin on my table.. hopfully wenya will read it one day.. hai.. suddenly xiner tok to mi abt her calesta which upset mi la.. hmmm.. they went home.. i msg esther.. i told her.. i was really upset.. i cried she seems rather sad too.. i will miss her when she leave sch tis yr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today is my 9months like her le.. yup.. den esther sort of cheer mi up.. dunno... i cry for xiner or estrher.. hai... cry til really like hell.. den went to meet laogong jaz at tm.. took neo's very happy when i'm out with her.. yeah.. i MISS YOU GAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114711566410625829?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114711566410625829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114711566410625829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114711566410625829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114711566410625829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-my-accounts-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114703052404974996</id><published>2006-05-08T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T12:35:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hmmm... today, is a&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; RELAXIN&lt;/span&gt; day for me.. i shop throughout the&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; WHOLE DAY&lt;/span&gt;... =] i spent quite alot.. 100 plus... i guess.. noon, went out with my family.. i brought the cd, and a file, bra and oso shirt.. haha.. i shop for the bra.. my sis force mi to buy a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NORMAL&lt;/span&gt; bra.. i try on it.. i wasted one hour in metro.. eat alot lo.. eat mushroom, noodle, ice cream, rice.. at one go! alamak! haha... hmmm.. come home, wrote a letter.. was quite &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EMOTIONAL&lt;/span&gt;... i onli learn 10min of accounts.. tml's accounts.. my best subject.. if i fail.. i'll &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CRY&lt;/span&gt;..=x hai... ermx.. i was quite emotional today.. but it ok.. yeah, i chatted wif xiner on the phone juz now.. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SHE TREAT ME SO BAD.&lt;/span&gt;. but i cant be bothered anymore.. haha... yupp... i &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MISS ESTHER&lt;/span&gt; lei &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TWO DAYS&lt;/span&gt; nv contact her... hmm.. tml is 080506.. well.. guess wat? its the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NINTH&lt;/span&gt; month.. haha.. yup... wonder wat &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLAVOUR&lt;/span&gt; lolipop will she give mi tml??? tml waitin for pris &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AFTER EXAM&lt;/span&gt;.. nth else.. tats all.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114703052404974996?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114703052404974996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114703052404974996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114703052404974996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114703052404974996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114694501599088397</id><published>2006-05-07T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:01:59.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hai today was a really sad day for mi.. my dad give mi 100bucks... den mi n sis go shop at n2.. buy planner and alot of stuff.. hai.. i stayed home.. til 4plus...played fortune with ssa.. den i wrote letter to xiner.. wha.. sad la.. wont care but its ok.. hai... went service played with darrion la..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he very naughty.. keep sayin mi... hmmm.. went tm after tat... seat at the open space with pig.. smoke there.. i abit sad.. but i dunno oso.. my mummy buy mi two sport bra and two shirt.... my family suddenly so rich... siao de... hmm.. nth happen exactly today...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;pris, dun sad anymore alright? its time to let go though you say dun wan... you muz... yupp... i suddenly miss esther.. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;XINER DUN REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY!! NOR DOES SHE REMEMBER THAT TML IS THE ONE MONTH WE BROKE UP!! HAI!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today is 6 mi n esther break 8month le... hai... heartless her... at least i give up le... hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114694501599088397?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114694501599088397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114694501599088397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114694501599088397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114694501599088397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hai-today-was-really-sad-day-for-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114694403942110202</id><published>2006-05-06T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:09:42.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;many has been so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SAD..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;why would thin turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; TIS WAY??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hai... i tot i 'm alright but i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WRONG..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coz i shed some tears for her again.. i sad to continue lovin, but i guess, i cat wait on...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ger feelin's faded alot and she said its impossible.. impossible to be together ok.. hai... wat logic is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;TIS???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i felt like cryin again... hai... why would love hurt someone so much??? i miss her... in everyway... its sad to miss someone when she is beside you... knowin tat you cant have them anymore.. hai.. i am... giving up.. lettin go.. though it hurts.. but still, i wan to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114694403942110202?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114684825993347633</id><published>2006-05-06T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:07:09.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today i pass the rose to xiner, she say its not green... hai... went into class aida pass me a green apple lolipop from esther... i didnt get to see her, she is so sick.. take care... today is math paper... its start from 740 to 910am becoz of the voting tml.. well, can you imagine, from 825 to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;9 i slept&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THROUGHOUT?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh well, yesterday is a sad day for pris and wen...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;CHEER UP FRENS...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;after school met up wif xiner we waited for pris til around noon... xiner was like playin piano.. i oso playin ma.. haha.. i shock dao coz kat say jaz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;LIKES MI..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;MAD LA..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but is fake de... hmmm..., waited with ting wen for her cab, den we walk to bedok reservoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; IN THE RAIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; xiner say i ah ma while the rest is children.. say she is the teacher.. ask us to careful walk ect.. watever la... but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;SO CUTE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha.. den say i old woman, got soft and fragile bone, ask me dun hit the wall.. haha.. went there, xiner's toruring my flower!!! many petals drop.. hai.. its dyin soon.. hai... i n ruqin went down the reservoir.... reservoir is big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm... den i step on those stones and i was all wet plus the rain.. i didnt noe there fish in it.. got tortoise leh... den the tortoise all swim toward mi, xin er.... mi,ruqin n jazmin went down to catch it.. jazmin brin up she chase pris and xiner n katherine around with the tortoise.. so funny la... i keep on staring at those tortoise.. one by one come...i saw 6 lovely tortoise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SWIMMIN IN THE RESERVOIR....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; so cute.. den pris super sad, she take lighter burn away all those letters wenya wrote ect... sad la.. xin er help her burn too.. hai... jazmin very sad too becoz of the ronald thin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; i noe, kat is sad coz of him, ruqin sad coz her family, pris sad coz of wenya... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;XINER'S&lt;/span&gt; sad, i dunno y... but i noe she's very sad... she keep denyin... i dunno y.. but i had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;STRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; feelin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SHE IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;plus, yesterday she accuese herself.. its not her fault.. hai... finally, i'm the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;HAPPIEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; person there...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;think i givin up.. tats y i am seriously not upset... haha... i sad but oso counted the happiest person there juz now... well, l keep starin at the tortoise... tortoise are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but they muz be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;VERY SAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;being abandon by their owners..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;they swim wif their own account, n they have freedom in the sea, but wat if somethin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;EAT IT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;worried too.. i wanted to go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ESTHER'S HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;de but i care so much for wat... hmmm.. xin er walk home think she really very sad... shirley oso sad, yuting oso.. wat is goin on nowadays??? hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MARYANN SWEETIE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;where are you?? i'm missing you.. thank for your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LOVELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;post card..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; it touch mi... and my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;DEAR DIARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;, i miss the whole bunch of u.. though we've drifted apart.. i still wants u to noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I CARE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114684825993347633?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114684825993347633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114676810779025608</id><published>2006-05-05T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:42:55.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today i had my literature paper.. thank for the orange lolipop esther give mi.. after tat, went home first with katherine.. den i had a bad stomach ache *xiner, dun angry with mi* hmmm... alrights, went to jazmin house to meet she and xiner, i knew somethin since last nite..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;was kinda sad or happy, i dunno... i'm sorry.. i didnt noe i would hurt u so badly.. hai... den i ask the magic ball..the ball say tat she still has feelin for mi.. den went to beach, she was furious at first dunno y... hai... den i walk along the beach, she n jazmin catch a dead fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; haiyo.. i was walkin and listenin song.. and my tear... roll down.. jus roll down.. i didnt noe why... hai... den wah i thick skin.. keep sayin she like me huh... deny n deny... hmmm... we sat at the table.. jazmin n ket go another corner..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;den i wanted to have a chat wif xiner, gosh... sad la.. she sort of avoided my que... i noe she's sad... very very sad.. i sat beside her finially she said the truth to me.. tat she still has feelin for me.. my tear flow down la... sad... hmmm... but i am brave enough to confess.. yupp... anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;all i want is to ask, is there still possibility between us????? i miss you gal... hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114676810779025608?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114660085935141550</id><published>2006-05-03T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:23:50.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today she suppose to come my house... end up after sch she go pris house... we took the same bus den she seat directly behind mi all the way.. i get down the bus, was like kinda upset... of coz la... think she pointed at mi or somethin... wel, went to shop around tm... yu ting noe the truth.. she's confuse... she cried in front of mi... char's so heartless la... dun care her... than mi n yu ting seat at the blk underneath.. i was hopin for miracle... i dun wan to find fate, so i choose to let fate come to me instead... i brought my two white rose, i'm goin dye it with green... hopefully it succeed... going home tat, i walk, yu ting behind den suddenly someone called mi... i turn... saw xiner.. my heart pounded so fast.. than quickly hide my rose... but she get on the bus.. yu ting show her la.. so paiseh... hai.... now yu ting confessed her love to her, yet tat person just cant be bothered.. hate it la... well... yesterday was a sad day for mi... coz its the day i noe i have to let go.. exam's tml.. its the main three topic.. the subject.. how am i suppose to study? i cant focus today's paper i slept throughout... i was tired... i was really sad... she say she've make her choice, we are impossible... impossible to be together again... gosh..... its a dream... tel mi tat its a dream... i'm afraid to accept the fact... i'm going to buy my bag... tml's exam... how am i suppose to let go??? thank esther for the lolipop the past few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114664585034611112</id><published>2006-05-03T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:23:40.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i read xiner's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i read it.was veri shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that she wil write all this stuff in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i heard from jazmin n katherine that she sae she still miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but haiiss, she stil end the thin with a its impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nothing in this world is impossible lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss,she sae that she has alreadi make a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that both me n heris impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;impossible to be together gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss what is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wo hao xiang ni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seriously deep down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun lyk esther lahhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she hurt me so much le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss but so sweet of her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cuz every single dae she give me a lollipop for me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;start off with exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dun do things that wil make me melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss,wo zhi xiang yao ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is it that hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why is everythin happenin so fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss..yesterdae i saw her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is that call findin fate or fate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is that wad i wans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how i wish i realli can give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun mind gettin hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss,seriously dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i rather u hurt me everytime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;than to sae goodbye without tellin me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i miss is u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cant eat nor sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i wan is u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;da sheng shuo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;wo zhen de hao ai ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;return back,will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i seriously miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dun walk away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114664585034611112?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114664585034611112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;today go and meet xin er and jasmine. i fall down from the thin. than so painful... coz jasmine say got ants den i jump down, i fell... than got blood on my knee.... xin er keep laughin but came towards me... and help me clean....i so scare la... is so painful ..... haiissss..... than so sweet of her... i keep thinkin tat she's mine but i gotta noe.. tat she is not.. i was kinda sad.. she dun allow me to smoke, wat's the meanin of it?? than she lend me her hand, and wanted to pull me up.. i was like.... how i wish, i could hold the hand forever, and walk down the slope, nv to let it go... but, i noe its juz dream.. hai... than, walk toward the shop... jasmine was cryin there coz her mother.....hmmmm... hai... than xiner run.. i chase her for my cigg... than when she goin off, she give mi a hug.. hai.. in gabriel's house.. jasmine was like slpin .. dunno if xin er true cares or wat... hai... all my mind is her.. i juz felt like cryin.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114646696711819082?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114646696711819082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114646696711819082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114646696711819082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114646696711819082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-go-and-meet-xin-er-and-jasmine.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114633562261735082</id><published>2006-04-30T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:22:20.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pass few days is not ok for me exam's around the corner. thank to esther for the lollipop.. hahas... today she message me first.. i so happy.. yeah.. gonna give up on xiner.. feel so sad.. not going to love anyone.. but still, i will miss esther.. i muz cherish this time with her.. yupp... i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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bad?&lt;br /&gt;well...i get to noe the truth.shes my ex.n she backstab me,behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gosh,what is this?of cuz hearin upon that im extremely sad myself.am i as bad as u think i am?am i so bad that i will influence others?fine,i admit loh..im bad,heartless,wicked,cruel,cunning,....im afterall a bad company lahh alrights!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;again n again u sae things that make me cry.why much tears ive shed for u?how many times u break my heart?everytime in school, i have to pass by u,as in nth has happened at all..when actualli,my heart is breakin every single second.why long muz this pain stil goes on?its all lies n hurt that u brought into my life.when will the dae cum?when u stop those hurts for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;than,i feel rather sad in class,of cuz lahh...sumone who i haven forget sae that abt me.siding janelle again.haiiss...dunno how or what lahh..den,in class for growin years,ms chua talks abt break up.my classmate all sae abt me lahhs.sae the cut thing,sae what pancakes etc...reali thank zhenxiu n gera alot...dey reali did care alot for me.haiiss..so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;wo bu zai hui ai ni le.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt wan to love u.&lt;br /&gt;luvin u hurts,.&lt;br /&gt;dere''s so much i wan to sae.&lt;br /&gt;sae so much end up oso no use.&lt;br /&gt;u wil onli backstab me more.&lt;br /&gt;u wil onli hate me more.&lt;br /&gt;what did i do lahh?&lt;br /&gt; can nvr do anythin&lt;br /&gt;that makes u sacrfice&lt;br /&gt;or even to shed a tear for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i hate u for breakin my hart.&lt;br /&gt;i hate u for causing my life like this.&lt;br /&gt;i dun need to share half of ur hart,&lt;br /&gt;with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;1638pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114595451095349657?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114595451095349657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114588872053074944</id><published>2006-04-24T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:21:43.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;on saturdae,220406&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i was actuali alright. i saw campus superstar.well,&lt;br /&gt;mornin i go mit daddy...he buy me alot of things...den go home,tried not to think too much thats why i keep on occupyin myself with stuff..den go service,supposedly mit ESTHER de..but i onli manage to see my hp one hour later.so den too bad lohhs...but i cant be bothered lahhs...i cried alot todae..i realli cry la..than,i was abt to play the cat n mice game,xiner text me!!!wha,her msg is just...so complicatin lahhs...i so sad throughout the nite,i cant sleep.. me n SHIRLEY CHUA plus FLORA ok le..hahas..so nice of them lehhs...well,that nite i couldnt sleep till 2plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next mornin i woke up,with tears in my eyes...i had bad nightmares=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;on sundae,230406&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;early in the mornin,i woke up..i had a bad nightmares..i dreamt of xiner...its a long story..veri scary...i onli rmb a line'xiner dun love u anymore'...haiis..what a sad dream.the rest i cannot rmb le..den i msg her...we msg throughout..dunno who nvr reply who..i dunno...ermx,i went pasir ris park,den she called me..talk hor..so long lahhs..hahas... wel,&lt;br /&gt;we are leadin our own life now..she is my dog lehhx!!!hahas...she sae she aim a gal in 2/5..wha,my heart sank..i thot i forget le..i think so..but,why is it that when she tel me abt the gal,i feel so sad..why?but,she stil manage to cheer me up=] she's my dog! cute.hahas...think she realli got feelin for that gal..CONFIRM~!! plus,yesterdae she suddenly so nice to me, yesterdae she is so sweet, i miss the past!=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass 1am le,i am still talkin to shirley on the phone, so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mondae,240406&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i slept at ard 2am,i woke up 630am..im so tired..EXTREMTELY..i couldnt even open my eye wide...but i stil manage to go school, i reach there,saw my dog!!hahas... she pass me the leta..i read it over several times lahh...hmmm,cuz i tink her leta sumhow,is veri sweet lehx...meltin..hahas...nvr get to see esther...also dun wan..i cant be bothered too.i have yew!=]..&lt;br /&gt;class is tiring todae,i run here n dere lahhs.hahas...plus, i give maryann my file..i brought it for her..hahas...its veri cheapskate lahh.. but sumhow i hope she wil apreciate it lo.hahas.. she give me sweet smile todae...hahas...&lt;br /&gt;after school,i saw maryann,wendy veri angry.sort of.than she use shoes chase me around the whole carpark lahhs..hahas.. so bored lohh. after school we went to airport, me,jazmin,katherine n wendy. we were there,we make fun of a auntie..hahas so funny snore so damn fuckin loud lahhs... den,suddenly jazmin talk to me abt my family..i was like..what is this lahh.. she make me cry..but i just wipe my tears..i didnt tel her much. i didnt let her noe how i feel,i was realli feelin extremely down..but,i didnt wan to cry..i dunno... i onli noe she is the onli one who actuali try to wake me up inside of me.haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;after that,i n wendy bring katherine down go see gabriel..wha,she like so sad lahhs. den i didnt noe i so fierce.i kept on lecturin her..i also sort of scolded wendy..they two of them just cry.kat stood cryin,wendy squat down n cry,.guess i have to wake dem up.i lecture dem for ard 45mins lahhs..i shouted at dem... roysten sae to love kuku forever end up brk,kather also..haiiss..den,xiner told me that she wil nvr make me cry...she wont ever break my heart.n sae that we are meant to be,but all this is just a lie.haiiss..im sorri for bein so fierce just now...but i need to wake u two up...kuku sae thank u to me =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i dun wan to share ur heart wif sumone else.&lt;br /&gt;love me or hate me,tel me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;memories that last forever yet&lt;br /&gt;everythin is in the past.&lt;br /&gt;times we have together are gone.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those time.&lt;br /&gt;would u ever return back to me?&lt;br /&gt;in eveyone's life,&lt;br /&gt;dey have to go thru a time,&lt;br /&gt;where they first get to noe sumone,&lt;br /&gt;who means alot n is veri precious to dem,&lt;br /&gt;but end up havin to let go stil...&lt;br /&gt;i wil try my best to let u go=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for u&lt;br /&gt;will slowly fades away&lt;br /&gt;as the dae past by&lt;br /&gt;n the picture of ur smile&lt;br /&gt;will slowly fade as well,&lt;br /&gt;till the dae when i cant see it&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;dun ever sae u love me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i now&lt;br /&gt;u will nvr return back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u,my prince charmin=]&lt;br /&gt;u make me so incomplete&lt;br /&gt;n yet,im still holdin on.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i want to prove to u&lt;br /&gt;that my love for u is true=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my dog=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114588872053074944?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114588872053074944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;fcuk lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i write so long den the entries deleted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;onli have a few words to sae now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;esther angry with me for no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;xiner todae pass me a leta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i onli want to noe the reason to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;last sentence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i go home just now..hear the song yue ding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i cry lo..cuz the song is suppose to be our song.haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sad case..den,u sae ive forgotten u..i have not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i am missin u rite now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i cant stop to think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;of those memories we have together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i use to think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;that we wont end it so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;but nw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i gotta accept the fact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;that we've ended our story long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i stil miss u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;but wad can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ure saein my leta for u are all bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;its from my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;my heart cried out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;how much i wants u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;how much i miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ever since we broke up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i nvr dare drink greentea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ure the one who brought it for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;now,if i were to drink it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;who wuld share the sweetness with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i miss callin u sweetheart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i miss runnin to u ngive u a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i miss u..but i have to face the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;that ure feelin is no longer there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;have u ever love me before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;have u ever cried for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i wan to noe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;if ure stil missin me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i miss u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;haiiss..i reali do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;u noe ur in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;when the hardest thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;is to sae goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i once love u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;n i stil do,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;1835pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114561585560705259?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114561524624332418</id><published>2006-04-21T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:27:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;THURSDAE190406_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterdae,i didnt get to talk to esther for the whole dae.just like that lohhs..haiiss...yesterdae,after sch,i was like...esther goin one direction(to the right),xiner goin e direction to the left...i dunno which wae to go..supposedly i chose that path esther take...cuz this two path can brin me to busstop mahhs hahas..but den i talk n talk n talk...den i realise,esther go liao...didnt noe i talk so much ehhx.hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;went to tm yesterdae...scolded that fCukin bitch madaline...i scold her half wae,outside the fourth floor toilet.e life there..den sae sly n belle..hahas...sly wear until so gal gal lahh...hahas..ehhx...den nth much lo..go home,reply leta...do accounts...wha...sad lahhs...i cry for xiner lahhs...or ixit esther?aiya...no lahh..no one..i just cry lo...im veri sad thats why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#003300;"&gt;FRIDAE200406_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;todae,went to sch...chat with xiner..wahahas...so happi..den,pe time xiner pass  by me...like got smile,like nvr..i also dunno...den,lit time.. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ESTHER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;pass by my class..she pass by twice.the second time she wave n smile at me..i was like...meltin..hahas...den i fall of the chair lahh...luckily ms kang dunno...i took back my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;progress card &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;den is like..all is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red mark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lahh..was veri discouraged..but,nvr cry=]..i pass 6 fail 12 of it...flank it totally=[..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;durin chinese went to av theatre...den we all so noisy there...in front or=f me is gera wu,zhenxiu n deborah sittin.den next to me in katherine n hafi...behind is kuku wendy...dey all were like..keep insultin xiner lahh..veri bad lo..i feel so sad when dey ask me why i like her etc...oh ya,xiner wrote me a leta,what is the meanin of it?i onli want to noe..the meanin to the last sentence..haiiss..den gera dey all keep saein her etc..i was like shoutin to the whole class in av,"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;who dun like xiner stand up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wha..stupid...gera,debrorah,zhenxiu,jiawei,even felicia from another stood up...cant stop laughin lo..hahas...dey sae my taste bad,where got?i like can le mahhs...its fun in there/..haiiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after school,i took all my books home...esther &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ANGRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;with me again lahhs..what the fcuk..bcuz of a cute gal,rachel lee.hmm...den,i she bu de go home..wait for cab with wendy n kat..but den dun have..so i ask wendy to go back sch with me..went in,jazmin sae she lost her wallet..oh no..supposed to tio a gal de..but,nvr liao...i went in sch..saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;XINER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at class 2/7 dere.i stood at 3/4 there lo.hahas...deborah keep saein"she starin at u"so paisehx lah..but if she ever stare at me,my head will roll le lohhs...she just..walk pass me like that den.haiiss..sad..after sch,she opposite..i cross to hire cab..i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ABANDICS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pain lahh..so just cab home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cab home liao den meet pig..she pass me cigarette.hahas..so bored...i listen to the song yue ding,i cry lo..because of her.this song is suppose to be our song lahh...haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ive been cryin for u everynite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;its onli that u dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;u thought ive forgotten u,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;but its not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;ure stil the one i want badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;how much time muz i need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;to give up on u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;where is the promise u make,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;u sae nvr to leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;u sae to love me forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;till now,i dunno what is the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;u sae break to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i wants to noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i dun ask for anythin but onli for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;to tell me the reason why,im satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;its been so long since we broke up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;but still,i cant get u off my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i nvr dare to drink 'greentea'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;cuz u owax buy it for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;now that ure gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;who will share the sweetness with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i noe u no longer likes me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i am just havin false hope for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;have u ever love me before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;have u ever cried for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;this is all i wan to noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;where is the commitment ure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;suppose to do?u nvr fufil it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;n yet,u left me so sudden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i miss u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i stil long to col u sweetheart for the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;i stil wants to run to u n give u a hug.=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;im longin..im waitin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;but everythin is just a dream=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;u noe ure in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;when the hardest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;to sae is GOODBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i once love u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;n now i stil do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;1826pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;imizyew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114561524624332418?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114561524624332418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114543112376971782</id><published>2006-04-18T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:18:43.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cried myself to sleep yesterdae.once more.i have to get this rite..haiss.i got to solve all those confusion in me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;is there anyone out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;would u answer my prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;tel me why am i feelin this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;tell me what has got me into this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;tel me who would be the one for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;to get me out of those pains n hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;i need sumone who cares for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;to guide me in this journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;i need sumone special,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;to lead me back to the startin point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;when i first get to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i nvr thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i would love n fall so badly=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;todae was in rtc the whole dae.i get indoor lahhs...alone....i was kinda discouraged.teachers are all accusin me of bein rude etc.i did yes i noe,but..haiiss...i skip assembly n oral..cuz its too borin!! dun expect me top go back n etc....hahas..ya lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;todae esther ye got go rtc..so cute lahhs...but,i dunno ehhx..dunno how am i feelin now....just sad...i help to clean rtc todae lohs..i sweep floor etc lahhs...ehhx,den help out..but i manage to go back for accountss...yup...onli that in rtc,my heartbeat veri fast.hahas...xiner pass by me todae n knock into me=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jazmin broke up with her boyfren todae..she like veri the sad ehhx..yupp she is..cuz she shared so many memories with him...four more daes their two months...at least they manage to celebrate one month together,i dun even have a chance!haiis...nvmx...dun think abt this le...dun sad ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;family stands for "father and mother i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;let me tell u,i hate family.i dun have one..n i would nvr love a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i shall just treat it as i dun have a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh please,anyone who wants to ever mention abt this issue,dun sae it in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my anger will vent anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dun wan to waste my tears cryn for such matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it is not worth it!!!=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i can never take back those love i once gave u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i can pretend,that nothin ever happen before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i cant find the direction back to the startin point,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;when i first love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;i will have to pretend that i dun love u anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;i will have to pretend that no history ever happen before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;i will have to get this clear,thats theres no longer any chemistry for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i need to fake a wide smile out when i see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i need to fake it out that im leadin a happi life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i need to turn away before my tears ever fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i need to get u out of my mind,i cant handle the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;it out loud,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;that i still &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;my love for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;will slowly fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;as the picture of ur smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;slowly fade away from my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;1515pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114543112376971782?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114535322567191006</id><published>2006-04-18T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:40:25.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterdae i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CRIED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for esther..i feel so...sad...i cried till i fall asleep.haiiss...i  dunno what is wrong with me.i read her blog,she cried yesterdae too...would it be that,we are cryin atthe same time yesterdae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss..i dunno... i am just feelin extremely down yesterdae..i recall those sweet memories we use to have...but,like what i sae,its all memories.memories that cabnt nvr be reverse back in time anymore.haiiss....i gues..im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GIVINUP... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all she ever want is her zhihao,not me!!!i need to get this clear,that she dun need me anymore in her life!todae early in the mornin heard her sae abt her guy..haiiss...i muz fan qi le lahhs... its like...tearin me apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;todae in school,ms daisy tan took up five periods...wha,than,she cried...she is ard 30+(not married)n yet,she cried in front of us.my whole class was like...laughin nonstop?n also,its rather funny..we dunno whats the reason she cry for..yupp.i get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUSPENDED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;in rtc todae...the whole dae lahhs..i just realise that i sign in the log book..since the first dae of sch till now,is like..alreadi abt 31 times?despite onli havin 62 daes...gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;its recess time after accounts..well,den same recess as 2/1...ehhx..what shld i sae ehhx?hmmm well,i fell down in front of her.stupid lahhs...she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DUN EVEN CARE FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;haiiss,anywaes,i admit..im feelin sad..veri sad in fact...i wanted to approach her,askin if she allow me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HUG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;her just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;one last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; n than i willl swore to completely give up.shld i sae ive alreadi give up,or just lyin to myself?i told certain ppl....that,i am tryinto run away from the fact.till the time comes,.when i havecompletely give up..thats when im prepared to face those hurts n pain...this has been botherin me for sum time just now in rtc..haiis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i dun wan to love anymore...it hurts me deeply...i no wants to longer love...i dun wanlove esther le..she onli cares for her zhihao...not me!!!ppl,give me time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GIVE UP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;on everythin..n e two of them...im just bein kinda weird todae...dwellin over the past of me n xiner...feelins gone.long ago..but onli that memories are still kept in my head...i have to *shake it completely off my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mind*..i cant afford to make myself reali feel the pain once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im afraid of those pain i once felt,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for them...get it into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MYHEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOTH U N I WERE NVR MEANT TO BE TOGETHER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYMORE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im onli a human,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;why would u wan to hurt me so badly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;its onli pain that im feelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1738pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ihavetoletthingsgo=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114535322567191006?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114535322567191006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114535322567191006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bung esther..well,i cut my hair le..but hahas..yesterdae i have such a great desire wantin to turn for esther...but,all she care for is maryann,not me!!haiiss!!!veri sad.realli veri verii sad..oh no...is lyk..i read those past letters etc,i wanted so much to break down.but,i cant..cuz i noe,i will end up hurt.hais..i feel so paisehx when i see esther todae..its veri paisehx lehh..help..i see her,i wanted to blush..yet dun wan...i dunno wat i wan too!!!haiiss!!!cuz alot ppl suggest me nt to turn..im like..serious now...haiiss...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she ius the one.,..who sae to love ,me forever/.but sigh,what is this...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im sad.im seriously am...i feel like breakin down..my life seems to be gone already.haiiss.. felt like cryin,.what to do can?yesterdae i pierce my lips wha...fuckin sad lahh...but i rather let myself feel the pain,then to let my heart brk.haiiss...i felt like brekin down..this few daes..heyu what is with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;think me n xiner is still frens le.haiiss..good ba..we talk todae...luckily ive given up.haiiss..sad..sad..sad..im realli sad.but,i dunno the reasons why.think is al abt esther?!?!?!haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sweetie,i think she veri the sad.i cant stand seein the wae her heart brk,the wae she show her broken smile.its all fake..i dun lyk to see this.i hate seein her cry,i hate seein her so sad..haiiss....im sorri.but i failed..i cant do anything...im speechles....i dunn o what is goin on in life.haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shi jie shang mei you bu hui jiao de fu mu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhi you bu ting hua de hai zi.=[-ive let u down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im sorri.i shouldnt even be born.cum into this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i onli bring sadness to everyones life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;well,im speechless rite now,but i onli have one thing to sae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;is that,i love esther ye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;shout it out loud:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;i realli do love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;wont u be mine too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;you mean everything to me,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;cant imagine a dae without u by my side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;ure all i ever wan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;R!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;its dated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;130406.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-here-to-blog-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114474790367363612</id><published>2006-04-11T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T02:31:44.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what shld i sae abt my life for this pass few daes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss..its a disaster.i need to get thru it.hasnt been great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;esp when todae is suppose my one month but yet,we fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;had a big fight,what the fuck!luckily we break le.im not gonna be sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;over her anymore.she's not worth my sadness...i hope by saein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that...i myself realli can get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun wan to drag this on..i have to let go..let go of everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun wan to feel anymore pain for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;its a tragedy...a nightmares that is scarin me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im afraid....to suffer much more for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;God pls get me out of this life...that is tearin me apart..i have to fuckin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;get my right life now..cant let this go on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will disappoint everyone,esp my pig...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she thinks that i am lyk..haiiss...what a sad dae it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cant go on hurtin everyone ard me..that cares for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;without &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;XINER&lt;/span&gt;,i am stil able to go on with life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YES i can!!!frens,pls help me thru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;rite now,im runnin away from the fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i nid to..if not,the joanna u see todae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;wouldnt be smilin out alreadi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiiss...nvmx.just let me be,it has be a sad dae for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant let others worry for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i have to be strong...im worried for my sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;in sch,whenever she see me,she's just weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;as if she is avoidin me.but i noe,whenever i saw her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i manage to put on a smile=]..seein her makes me happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i saw her sweet smile todae.how i wish,everydae is lyk tis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;when i get to see sweetie's smile,all my  worries are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dunno what is so special of her,to calm me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;to makes me smile,to brighten up my dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she is my sweetie.thats onli her..onli she can makes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;feel this dae.onli she can makes me feel the love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks sweetie.ure sumone special to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wan to makes u smile.dun ever be hearttbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cuz i am worried..its not ur fault for everythin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;wish upon a star,n sumhow ur wish wil cum true too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;frens will cum n go,but owax rmb that,joanna yong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;will owax stay by ur side.im not ur fren,im ur sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so that is why i wont go away..nvr will i go.i swear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love u my sweetie &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;maryann&lt;/span&gt;.i seriously do=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;hui you na me yi tian..i dunno who i like rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;i noe my feelins for xiner is there...but i have to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;frens frm other class stare at me,with a look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;a sarcastic look.im sad..&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dun even mean to brk sherilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;meimei..her heart.,...im sorri.very sorrie..i seriously wan the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;best for my meimei...i cant even be bothered with the yeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;girl le lahhs..haiiss...sad case...i wan my meimei to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;happi..im sad.cuz i cant believe that...people has been givin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;me that look..i nid a break from all this hurts!gosh,how i wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my meimei wuld forgive me...i am sad.i realli am.i dun wan to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;break my meimei heart...meimei,pls forgive me=[..i would do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anythin...if i can make u smile again.haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;somehow i hope,i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;had nvr knew xiner..but,oh well...this is my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;i just have to go to wherever it leads me too...my life is all dash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;i cant be bothered with xiner anymore...we walk pass each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;without a hello or what.we just,simply walk pass lyk this.haiiss,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;i wan to love esther back.but her feelin is with zhihao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;she will nvr lyk me back.i tried to care alot for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;i wan her to noe..i wan her to understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;that i can like her back.i wan to...i wan her..i wan her to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;feel the love i gave her before...once more..to let her feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;but its a &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;PITY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;cuz when i lyk xiner,i  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;has no feelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feelin for esther le...for xiner i first time give up on esther.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;though seriously i care alot for esther..cant possibly ask me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;give up totally on esther mahhs..nvmx lahh.since she wants me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;go lyk esther,well,....&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ILOVEESTHER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;haiiss..i may sound heartless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;but if this is the onli wae mahhs..to forget xiner.feelin has totally faded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hope i wont hurt anymore people...people who seriously care for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lyk natalie,gera wu,kuku,PIG,kat,shilin,shirley,hafi,gwen,suzlynn,zhenxiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;,rena,jiaqian,another half,sarah laogong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and much more....hey,wake joanna yong!its not as if my life is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am still alright arrx!haiiss...i noe i have alot of frens by my side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;if janelle they all gonna give me that look,i wont have to care...i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;others fren...&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;AND ESPECIALLY SWEETIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just have to find mysself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;let me take sum time to..okie?joanna can smile...ya she is smilin everydae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she has more smile in her than tears...its bcuz,she's runnin away from the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;truth..afraid of gettin hurt=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i am bein suspended from social studies class.i cant go back anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;till the last dae of the year...sigh..i never go for 5items..i have no mood to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and also,i cried in my english lesson todae..i receive a heartbreakin leta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;why shed tears for sumthin lyk this?i dunno..its all beyond my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;haiiss..rena n jessica broke up todae...i comforted rena..she cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i told her alot of things..to let go etc..but what abt me?i myself dun even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;wan to listen to what others sae haiiss...i am &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SAD.i seriously am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dun wan to hear tat u are goin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i thot that u wuld be my fren,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dun wan to be left anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;u told me that u &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was stupid of me to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we are too young to even feel tt wae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i nvr thot tt u would leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant turn back the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wouldnt ever wan to hurt u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i nid u to be my rock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant delete u from my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i tink abt u everydae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i cant make u lyk me again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;all i could ask is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;would u please stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;im nt askin much from u!=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i realise siewling likes xiner=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i realise sherilyn mei lyks her too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that is what i heard from my*laogong.haiiss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xiner likes sumone..we will nvr be together again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so joanna yong,please get out of thatr dream that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;is leadin u to no where except to a place called hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nvr ever will we be togetheR!!!nvr ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*my tears cant help it but to flow down now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;imagine me without you,haiiss...how i wish..a dae wil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;come..when we can be back together,where i am able to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hear that u sae tt u stil loves me.at least for the last time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ive shed countless tears for u,but all u sae is that,my leta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;is simply nth but just craps and rubbish!!!sobsob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i need you...return back to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am so lost and confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rainbow after the storm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will be alright.soon after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the storm is thru..just guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me thru rite now..seriously i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dunno how am i going to live now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;my darlin huiqing torn my heart apart that dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;a leta from her,that seriously tear my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;we've ended our frenship...its torn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;misunderstandin is all that causes us to end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;im sorrie.veri sorrie.i cant be there for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ANYMORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccffff;"&gt;cried on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccffff;"&gt;17:28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccffff;"&gt;its gonna be tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccffff;"&gt;n blood that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccffff;"&gt;im shedin=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114474790367363612?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114474790367363612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114474790367363612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114474790367363612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114474790367363612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-shld-i-sae-abt-my-life-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114459246034113705</id><published>2006-04-09T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T07:21:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;its the truth..i can nvr be with her.&lt;br /&gt;she dun lyk me.&lt;br /&gt;i muz let go.&lt;br /&gt;i have to.haiiss&lt;br /&gt;i cant go on anymore..&lt;br /&gt;sad case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;wo hao ai ta=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114459246034113705?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114459246034113705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114459246034113705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114459246034113705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114459246034113705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114458649784213794</id><published>2006-04-09T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T05:41:38.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i know when im at my saddest moment.,&lt;br /&gt;rachel jiejie will be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;though we are nt close anymore,&lt;br /&gt;but i noe,i will owax have her by my side,&lt;br /&gt;even though she pinch me til..&lt;br /&gt;haiiss..well,i love u jiejie..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for owax bein here for me=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;slysly owax bully me lahh..&lt;br /&gt;keep saein i veri what or more ..&lt;br /&gt;but anywae,i still wanna thank&lt;br /&gt;you for bein there to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;with ur lame jokes...n craps,..&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;thers no need to worry for me.&lt;br /&gt;its life.i have to go on with it.&lt;br /&gt;i will just go to wherever life takes me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;_*hui you na me yi tian,&lt;br /&gt;zai dui ni shuo shen wo ai ni*_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114458649784213794?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114458649784213794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114458649784213794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114458649784213794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114458649784213794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-when-im-at-my-saddest-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114458556129935424</id><published>2006-04-09T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T05:26:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life has to go on...even if u're not by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;life sucks like nvr before..all im feelin now is pain.&lt;br /&gt;pain pain pain n more pain...&lt;br /&gt;alright,lets start from what exactly happen,&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i was out at sentosa...soon after that i was with tianqin,wendy,gera n lydia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;was suppose to meet esther at nite de lo..but.haiss,nvr le.yupp,well than we saw benjamin that whole group lo..nt exactly know them de...wha play true or dare,i am bein dare to kiss tianqin lips..alright dare le..than...i was at the beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i wrote on the sand,i realli do miss xiner.haiiss..my handphone pictures is all about what i write lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;well,than we take mrt supposedly wan go back home de...just wen i was at the bugis station..xiner told me its a permanent break.her feelin has faded.totall..she ask me to give her up..i controlled..until payalebar,i get down(we have a date this cumin fri at singapore post=[)&lt;br /&gt;i sat there,i cried n cried.kuku was beside me.i cried..lyk nvr before.i have no appetite to eat or anythin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;kuku ask if we shld go sum place,we have nvr go before.i was too weak too even answer..i have nt eaten for two daes.sigh...tha,benjamin(gabriel that group)called us...askin us to go down lake side...chang cheng(that haunted place next to super bowl)we took mrt down there.&lt;br /&gt;then when we reach there...shock dao...got around 24 guys...plus me n kuku is 5 girls lo..haiiss.. go in to the chang cheng..i scared hor..wendy scare me until i more brave den her lo..hahas.&lt;br /&gt;stupid kuku go n grab wenjie hand lahh...hahs..well,too bad sumone nvr go..if nt the situation wil change lo.haiiss...den*ahem...well,nvmx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i was lost in the change cheng..stupid kuku too obsess over guys..wha...i hold the guy that hand...humji until hor...can go laosai lahhs...den i was lost....i veri sad lahh..thats why nt too scare..haiiss.than hours later they found me in the theatre...with lotsa glass n so dark,..i was lyk stonin there..haiiss.then we walk the whole chang cheng...stupid kuku hold the wen jie hand...until wha...cool man..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;haiiss...got a white colour guy..cute man...but,...i got xin shang ren le lo..haiiss...overall,i still like yeo xin er!!!haiiss,esther lyk her zhihao den*_ _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; _ _ got people lyk de..well,muz slowly forget her....than later we went to malay cementry...we first go chinese cementry den so scary...too bad that guy who hold my hand in the changcheng*not gonna mention*noe there..if not i not so scare le..hahas..wendy tan still zhou TAO HUA YUN leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the cementry so scary..its dark..i walk alone..behind me got two boys..i veri scare la...i stil see people tiao tang...is the ghost go in the body de..haiiss...sad sad..i scare.but...im sadder thats why i not that scold..i just walk all the way straight..my whole mind..im thinkin of xiner..haiiss..nth else.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;after that me n wendy go to the gabriel house n ton...wha...hahas...haiiss..&lt;br /&gt;a veri sad dae lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;joanna love xiner.&lt;br /&gt;she'll nvr noe what im goin thru.&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep,afraid of wakin up with tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;afraid of spendin the nite alone,not knowin what wil i do.&lt;br /&gt;afraid of missing you,scare that i will break down.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind not being together,&lt;br /&gt;but all i wan,is to at least stay as frens.&lt;br /&gt;if ure gonna sae u dun love me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;i will get out of ur life immediately.&lt;br /&gt;wont u feel the pain,im feelin rite now?&lt;br /&gt;its just like a knife,stabbin thru my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find a reason why,i love u so much.&lt;br /&gt;hold on or to let go,i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;i will just slowly let my feelins fade..&lt;br /&gt;when will the dae comes,when ive forgotten u?&lt;br /&gt;the dae will come,when everyone gets to see my smile.&lt;br /&gt;when my heart is mend..but i guess,somehow...&lt;br /&gt;it will be a long wae  ahead.&lt;br /&gt;you once promise,nvr to make me cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;nvr to rve break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;now,a word 'sorri n u ended our story.&lt;br /&gt;u left me alone,sufferin in this world.&lt;br /&gt;dreams have a wae  of fadin away.&lt;br /&gt;but sumhow,im still holdin on to dream..&lt;br /&gt;that will nvr cum true n its impossible.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to see u sufferin alone,&lt;br /&gt;i wan to help u thru.&lt;br /&gt;whether as a lover or a fren..&lt;br /&gt;i want to help you.i seriously wan to.&lt;br /&gt;it takes sumone special to make a person smile,&lt;br /&gt;when there are alreadi tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i wan u to be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to be there to wipe my tears away.&lt;br /&gt;i noe im nt suppose to sae this,&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;xiner,i love you.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously realli do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114458556129935424?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114458556129935424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114458556129935424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114458556129935424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114458556129935424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-life-has-to-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114441802820119683</id><published>2006-04-07T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T06:53:48.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im speechless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have nth else to sae..all im feelin now..is misery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;another news that broke out,hurtin me once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its a pain i cant handle.a pain that cause me..to break down lyk nvr before.sth that sbreak my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wo bu neng shi qu ni=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;we broke up todae...sigh...i have 2.4km run todae...its a sad dae...u noe,i care alot for esther..i dunno why..before 2.4km run i was super extremely sad.i cried n smoke 4 sticks..actualli is 5.but one drop down the window..whats happenin?haiss,kuku,katherine n adeline together with me..in my hse all cry la..wendy slept on the bed n cry,kat was sittin at the door n cry,adeline seat n cried in between my drawer n bed there..me?!?!i stood up,facin the window..my tears just flow down...i pretend sae i go into my mum room take money but i open the drawer door,i squat there n cry..i cant hold on to my tears anymore...we rush down to the bedok there..then,i almost cried while runnin...i kept on goin..i wan to persearve...so i run all the wae,think i came in num.7 in class..hopefully can get top 10=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;after my run,the first person i saw was liane den esther.well,i was lyk..happi that i saw esther there...after my runs,i immediately go ard to find money...cuz i dunno where i put my bag.so i borrowed from ger...den i ran all the wae to esther hse the provision shop just to buy jellybeans..i ran back..i was pantin lyk mad lahh...than esther came in first..actualli see my sweetie maryann wanna go the finishin line de..but den we both stop at the same time...den i ask her go,but she ask me to go.so i went there..n help esther together with adeline..she is like..so unstable...see her sad arrx....get her chairs drink n etc...then found my bag...receive a call...from xiner...ask me sum stuff lahh...i now listenin to shang hu hai...haiiss!!!felt lyk cryin can./..but i cant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;den janelle tel me sae,dun be too soft hearted etc....dunno lorr...hang up on her...janelle called her...sae sum stuff...den she sort of tel janelle sth....jan keep dun wan to tel me...end up i ask her sae...den she sae xiner want to break with me!!!!!!!!!!!i immediately cried lahhs...esther came...took the phone away...n talk to xiner .haiiss...janelle so swit lahh..haiiss...didnt noe she'll care so much for me...thanks thanks..haiss..den,i cried until soooo.haiiss....jiaqian almost cried for me..even sarah..everyne was lyk comfortin me..i was lyk...super sad..gosh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;even rachel jiejie n slysly ask me wad happen..al i could do is to cry...cry n cry n cry.even till now...i stood there...not noein what to do..except to sae..'my one month is approchin yet...'haiss.nvmx lahh...al is done le lo..haiiss...nvmx lahh...den....esther ye just walk away from me lyk this..haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now im in tingwen' house..i cried..i feel so.....sad...guess sweetie's sadder=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i noe ure sad..we're exactly sharin the same fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;but,rmb,its u who lyks her first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;she cant do anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;*hq is sort of onli_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;(wanna noe the word,ask me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i will support u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i noe ure sad n veri down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;but im sorri,i cant be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i tried to..but i failed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;there's no need to hide ur feelins frm me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i noe how u feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;ive gone thru it before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;but,i willl guide u...i'll help u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;allow me,okie?ilu_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;joanna to maryann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;lyk what i sae,life's in a mess for me..but,ill stil stand strong..no one's gonne see the tears i cry..no one will ever see it ANYMORE.i swear!i need a breakk....from everythingg....just let me be=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;lifes tirin..i cant go on anylonger.. no one knows what im goin thru..its onli me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;haiiss born in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;for a false purpose..nothin's the reason at al=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;no onw h\know what im goin thru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;anyone out there???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;get me out of this nightmares=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;i cant live on any longer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;i know... i have to seriously let things go.haiiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114441802820119683?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114353615112127095</id><published>2006-03-28T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:55:51.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its time to face the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i'll never be with you=[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114353615112127095?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114353615112127095/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114353578698580539</id><published>2006-03-28T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:49:46.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry for all the things I said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And for all the countless tears you shed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all the pain I put you through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never meant to be so cruel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all those times I broke your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so sorry for the times I drifted apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For all the times I made you cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't mean to, I promise, it ain't no lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I ever broke your trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I made you feel that you're not loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you feel that I'm never there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please believe me my love, I still care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you feel that you're the last in my lin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eAnd that I don't give you enough of my time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry, I know, I've made mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I know things may never be the same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when I said you're the one, I meant it I swear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so many times, I've tried to be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But somehow, someway, I never get it right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And one way or another, we end up in a fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time and again I've tried to show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that you're the only one I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But somehow, even if things work out right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The happiness never lasts for all time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not to blame and neither am I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be, you and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes it takes more than love you see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To live happily together eternallyIt takes a lot of sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To believe one day, it'll workout just right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm willing to take that chance with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you willing to do the same thing too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to let you go'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you're the only one who makes me glow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please sweetheart, just this time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets give our love, just one more try...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and it shall be the last chance=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114353578698580539?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114353578698580539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114353535939961056</id><published>2006-03-28T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:42:39.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+___________+youwillowaxbemylittleprincess+___________+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;When I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Eternity is a step away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;My love continues to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;With each passing day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;This treasure of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I cherish within my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;How much I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;You'll never really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;You bring a joy to my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I've never felt before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;With each touch of your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I love you more and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Whenever we say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Whenever we part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Know I hold you dearly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;Deep inside my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;So these eight words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;I pray you hold true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;"Forever and ever,I will always love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114353535939961056?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114353535939961056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114353535939961056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114353535939961056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114353535939961056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/youwillowaxbemylittleprincess-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114353402496636811</id><published>2006-03-27T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:20:25.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;todae was a bad dae.xiaoj came up to confront n sae me.i cried lahh.was realli disappointed.she accuse me..when i actualli nvr do anythin at all...yupp.sigh..forget it lahh...sumhow i hope she'll understand me=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sum f**kin ch**bye idiot asshole tag my blog sae what i n xiner dunno what...i shall sue her arrx.if i noe who that person is ,just beta watch out lo!humji ixit that person.dare to write nobody den dun dare write their own name.siao ehhx lahhs!!i ganpua dulan le lahh now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;xiner disappoint me alot lo.i walk away she dun even care.gosh so pissed off.deborah haf fights with me.i pinch her till got blood den she pull my hais,n make me fall unto the floor lahhs.wha now my arm is swollen lo...*painpain*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;esther pass by me just now.when i was sittin outside class...den we are just lyk totally dunno each others.yupp...ermx...why wont she forgif me?she rather side others den me.its owax like this.sigh.nvmx...there's nth for us too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;joanna misses xiner...gosh,when wil the dae cum,when she actualli noes how to change.oh ya,yesterdae,she cried infront of me.gosh,sweetheart muz realli be upset.she treat janelle so good lahh.but she dunno how to appreciate her.stil do tis to her yesterdae.hmph...badbad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;cause its all over]=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114353402496636811?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114353402496636811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114353402496636811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ehhx...ermx...hmmm...she tried to kiss me just now..stunned lah...hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my mother came school just now...i have to spray dunno how much of spray..just to get my smoke smell out of me.hahas.went to smoke opposite sch..me,gera n xiner were smokin while others....nah...nothing..yupp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;todae in school...was kindly angry n discouraged...dunno why xiao like that treat me..think she heard sum wrong stuff from others...forget about it lahhs.....they are like all ignorin me...what did i do=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;think me n esther arrx...gonnna break frenship soon...or perhaps,shld i saer,is already break le?she mistaken me oso...gosh....think i realli veri suay this few daes..what to do ehhx...forget it.,.i have my sweet heart,im satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;joanna yong misses yeo xiner...feelin lost without her...she's my everything=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its alright if everydae my sweetheart brings me sadness,will have to trust in her...maybe in her heart,there's still other..perhaps she wont tel me.but its alright..at least,she trys her veri best to make me smile everydae,im already contented..i will ask for nothin den this=]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;do xiner reali likes me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i noe i shld nt doubt her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but,im confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i feel like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i dunno how...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i dun mean to brk her heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;if i ever did lahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;haiiss..at least sweetheart dun break my heart as much as how esther ye breaks mine.or shld i sae,im totally obsess for esther that time?well,forget it..its all the past...all i nid now..is my sweetheart=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;shout out:joanna lurve xiner=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114345159896970728?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114284843231862455</id><published>2006-03-20T01:34:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:53:53.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterdae i noe a truth.a truth that is so scary.gosh.a truth that makes me live in fear.hahas.well,its alright..but den,haiiss..im confused..who shld i____ermx..forget it lo.well,its not save to write it here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;my another half muz realli be indeed veri sad..gosh..she is lyk...breakin down infront of me..sigh..sadness has completely filled her empty heart..all thanks to that gal which took her heart away n nv even mend it back.heartless gal..muz help my another half,yutin,no matter what..cannot see her sad..i was abt to break down with her just down..but,oh well,seems she's sad,i muz be strong enough to pull her thru her sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to yutin,just rmb..i love you..u will owax be my best another half!!no one can replace u.i will help u thru those times..wen u have to suffer..to give up on her..i will pull u thru..i swear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114284843231862455?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114284843231862455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114284843231862455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114284843231862455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114284843231862455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterdae-i-noe-truth_114284843231862455.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114284842714073841</id><published>2006-03-20T01:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:53:47.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterdae i noe a truth.a truth that is so scary.gosh.a truth that makes me live in fear.hahas.well,its alright..but den,haiiss..im confused..who shld i____ermx..forget it lo.well,its not save to write it here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;my another half muz realli be indeed veri sad..gosh..she is lyk...breakin down infront of me..sigh..sadness has completely filled her empty heart..all thanks to that gal which took her heart away n nv even mend it back.heartless gal..muz help my another half,yutin,no matter what..cannot see her sad..i was abt to break down with her just down..but,oh well,seems she's sad,i muz be strong enough to pull her thru her sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to yutin,just rmb..i love you..u will owax be my best another half!!no one can replace u.i will help u thru those times..wen u have to suffer..to give up on her..i will pull u thru..i swear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114284842714073841?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17528322.post-114284841801712332</id><published>2006-03-20T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:53:43.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterdae i noe a truth.a truth that is so scary.gosh.a truth that makes me live in fear.hahas.well,its alright..but den,haiiss..im confused..who shld i____ermx..forget it lo.well,its not save to write it here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;my another half muz realli be indeed veri sad..gosh..she is lyk...breakin down infront of me..sigh..sadness has completely filled her empty heart..all thanks to that gal which took her heart away n nv even mend it back.heartless gal..muz help my another half,yutin,no matter what..cannot see her sad..i was abt to break down with her just down..but,oh well,seems she's sad,i muz be strong enough to pull her thru her sadness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;to yutin,just rmb..i love you..u will owax be my best another half!!no one can replace u.i will help u thru those times..wen u have to suffer..to give up on her..i will pull u thru..i swear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114284841801712332?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114284841801712332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114284841801712332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114284841801712332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114284841801712332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterdae-i-noe-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114258336697566092</id><published>2006-03-16T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:16:07.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;another truth has been revealed..that in ur heart,there is sumone else.sigh..whats with all this breakin n tearin up other peoples heart?by those shockin news n nightmares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;another truth has been revealed,that break my heart into pieces once more..that makes me nvr even wants to trust in love again..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;u came into my life once again,if onli,all this can stop as a dream for me n u.a dream that will nvr be destroy..but,as ive said,its a dream...after all,i noe i cant run aweay from reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;im nt gonna sae how i feel,nt gonna sae how much my heart is breakin.n im nt gonna sae,how i feel towards u anymore.sigh...cuz,its all lies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;confusion in me..sigh..wat to do?i feel so hopeless,so tired of life...i dun have anyone i can trust anymore in life...no one will noe how i feel,no one=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its a choice for both of us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a choice we both have to made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to let it go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;or to stay with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a choice,which neither of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;would actually be happy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the truth starts to tear us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i will have to make a choice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;which i noe it wil hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but i rather choose it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;than to ever regret in th regret=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dun wann to love u anymore.sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114258336697566092?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114258336697566092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114258336697566092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114258336697566092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114258336697566092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-truth-has-been-revealed.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114248787602794463</id><published>2006-03-15T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:44:36.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;a nightmares has finally been revealed out.a nightmares that causes everyone to be so tore apart.that causes everyone to be so broken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;the truth has finally been set free.our hopes and dreams are all dash...the truth is so hurtin.have been keepin al of us in the dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the world is happy without u.but,truth has been out.that causes all of us to be so shock.to be so hurt.torn into many shattered pieces.frens are all breakin down.frens are all so hurt.who would understand what ive been goin thru?gosh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;didnt expect life to be in such a mess...everything is so confusin now..everything that changes the whole situation..changes all ard us...sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sigh..wont u understand?ur choice for makin the decision,end up causin everyone to be so sad=[..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;its all untold lies...untold lies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss my sweet heart!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sigh,wont u be mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;wont u be by my side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;wont u sae u love me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114248787602794463?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114248787602794463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114248787602794463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114248787602794463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114248787602794463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/nightmares-has-finally-been-revealed.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you hurts]x[</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02254299259366746151</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-17528322.post-114239673839165431</id><published>2006-03-14T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:25:39.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its a nightmares for me.yes it is,sth that ive nvr expected that it would happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;why is this nightmares huntin me so badly?i cant find a wae out.sigh....life is so unfair?why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;haiiss...the news finalle broke out to so many of us.its hurtin ...sth no one would wan to hear.esp for my kuku...i noe she's not ok..she is brave..sigh,if i were her,i wouldnt be able to accept the fact..sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i have sum confusion in me nowadaes...life is so tiring.i need sum break from all this stuff...anyone out there..pls help me=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if i cry,will u wipe my tears for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im sad,wuld u comfort me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im hurt,wuld u heal the pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im alone,wuld u be by my side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im lost in the darkness,wuld u be my light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im scare,wuld  u hold me tight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if i made a mistake,wuld u make it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if im weak,wuld u give me strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if i wan u,wuld u wan me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a word 'sorry' n u ended our story=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;its a mistake we;ve all made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a mistake that break n tore everyone apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a mistake which no one wuld eva expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a mistake that causes everythin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to be nvr the same again=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its a sad path for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but stil,we have to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we have to accept the fact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a fact that need time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;for everyone to accept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sth that tore us apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;n sth that breaks us up=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a lie which has been kept in the dark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a lie which is breakin everyone's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a lie which no one had eva expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;a lie which leads everything to hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i have a nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;which i have to be strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;n to accept the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;a nightmares,that causes me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;to be so torn apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;the choices u've made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;break everyone apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;wont u understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;untold lies___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;which has been revealed=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17528322-114239673839165431?l=running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/feeds/114239673839165431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17528322&amp;postID=114239673839165431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114239673839165431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17528322/posts/default/114239673839165431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://running-away-from-reality-.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-nightmares-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>]]x[loving you 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