<?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-2445573215514246266</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:43:50.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a crushed up heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-412896523396159575</id><published>2009-02-09T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:14:48.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Cause you keep your love to your special someone and your friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;some things can't be the same again the second time.&lt;br /&gt;Losing a friend may be more painful than losing your lover, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superficial friends. True friends.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that easy to differentiate right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving to somewhere nice (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-412896523396159575?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/412896523396159575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=412896523396159575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/412896523396159575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/412896523396159575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/02/cause-you-keep-your-love-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-464180964124421059</id><published>2009-01-28T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:43:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Baby and I are all right already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe just for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ykno what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate NS!!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MY FREAKING HEART SANK LIKE IDK WHAT WHENEVER I THINK OF THE FACT THAT HE IS GOING IN SOON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rawrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-464180964124421059?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/464180964124421059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=464180964124421059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/464180964124421059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/464180964124421059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-and-i-are-all-right-already-d.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8313099959671840929</id><published>2009-01-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:05:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Copied from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xx's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Love is about that electrified feeling when you look into each other's eyes, the wonderful chemistry that you can't explain, together with the sudden psychic power in you to be able to read your lover's mind and their deepest secrets, and having the ability to break through their facades and your own when together, revealing both of your inner selves that we have always feared that others might judge us for, knowing that we will be now seen differently and still be loved the same, or even more for who we really are inside. Its more than just the mundane affections of love, sex, romanticism and the overused "i love you". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its about showing how you feel instead of just saying it, it's about trust and respect. Knowing that your lover will be there for you at your highest and lowest, knowing that he'll catch you when you fall, knowing that he'll try his best to protect you from what ever evil that may come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; about spending time together, but knowing that you'll be there for each other always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Somehow in a way it sounds like friendship, it is, but it requires more understanding and that wee bit of chemistry that you can't explain. That's what makes it special, cause only the two will feel the same, and experience this one of a kind journey we drew for ourselves together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Angelina fell down on day2 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and her dad's car went haywire on the same day too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ykno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; sometimes, games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; shouldn't be working in a cybercafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Example1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ken: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; cannot play maple today 'cos still patching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Orhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;... Why cannot play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ken: (with the weird look) Cos patching ma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: Huh, why patching cannot play? What's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ken: ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, just tell them what I told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Example 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: HELLO! What games are you playing so that I can give you the correct com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GuyA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &amp;amp;B answered at the same time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GuyA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Warcraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GuyB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: huh?! So is what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GuyA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;: (with the you-are-a-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; face) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;warcraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; is the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: ... D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LIKE HOW I KNOW MY BOYFRIEND ONLY TELL ME HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DOTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; HE NV TELL ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DOTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; IS SOME KINDA MAP WHAT THINGY AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;WARCRAFT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; IS THE NAME OF THE GAME WHAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;okkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, that's about it. Bye Bunk Hello School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The difference is that my world revolves around you and your world doesn't revolves only around me. I'm feeling, still feeling still thinking about 1001 stuffs in my head. But, I can't convey them. Difficult it may be, but I can't let go. No, I can but I'm afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It hurts. Badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yet, I'm afraid that our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; is a mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8313099959671840929?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8313099959671840929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8313099959671840929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8313099959671840929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8313099959671840929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/copied-from-xxs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3388643718109201007</id><published>2009-01-26T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:46:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Because, I still can't feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How do I put it across to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You're my priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3388643718109201007?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3388643718109201007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3388643718109201007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3388643718109201007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3388643718109201007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-i-still-cant-feel-it.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7592446790376389074</id><published>2009-01-24T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:41:23.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(heart squeezes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you ever wonder whether you're important to your loved ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7592446790376389074?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7592446790376389074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7592446790376389074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7592446790376389074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7592446790376389074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/heart-squeeze-do-you-ever-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4942508232163915262</id><published>2009-01-23T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:52:33.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;JAE ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;School is starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am I going to allow you to manipulate my future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never wanted to have control over something so badly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But you insisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Does it occur to you that my happiness is way more important than achievements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wait a minute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't even have any achievements to begin with 'cause I went to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; despite knowing that I don't have the abilities to and screwed up my entire year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is not only 'cause I lose interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The main reason is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; what I am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't wait to get out of the f &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and head to a poly to start with a new course that is at least relevant to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your expectations reasoning experience and whatever shit excuses are stopping me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't even convince myself to be good and stay in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; mug hard promote ace A's get into local U. 'Cause that's not what I wanted what I chose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thinking of my future, arguing with you is making me confused and glum D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I can't even make you think in my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ykno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; how much expectations kill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My parents' expectations are stopping me from going after what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My expectations of you are making me upset 'cause I hoped you'll be able to fulfil what I want but I'll end up in disappointment though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Baby, our expectations towards this relationship are way too different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As much as I hoped that you'll be able to meet my expectations, think along my line, I know it's impossible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ykno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, sometimes compromising doesn't make all things work? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love you, Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4942508232163915262?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4942508232163915262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4942508232163915262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4942508232163915262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4942508232163915262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/jae-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7294538982833342650</id><published>2009-01-15T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:06:21.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh baby this love ain't gonna be perfect, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And just how good it's gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can fuss and we can fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Long as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt; all right between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've loads to say. But nothing gets outta my mouth. The words and sentences don't exactly convey how I feel what I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baby I know you've put it a lot into this relationship to make things work. It's always me right? Always me who expect ridiculous things from you. That's why it always lead to quarrels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But, you knew all along that I'm not that independent. I needed someone to be with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm not giving you enough space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But, I'm trying over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can you see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I knew you tried your best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm imperfect, full of flaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;No matter how much assurance there are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;it's a matter of fact that I don't fit the criteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And I won't ever fit into them no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7294538982833342650?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7294538982833342650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7294538982833342650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7294538982833342650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7294538982833342650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-baby-this-love-aint-gonna-be-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7346613208761200492</id><published>2009-01-05T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:20:45.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My post is gone D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've a lot of things to tell bb but he is unavailable now so oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I cannot tell you how important you are to me no matter what happens please don't let go 'cause I won't know how to react to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7346613208761200492?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7346613208761200492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7346613208761200492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7346613208761200492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7346613208761200492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-post-is-gone-d-ive-lot-of-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7077161418426006740</id><published>2009-01-01T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:19:38.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's the new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Didn't countdown with Clique (Sorry Char! You can pass me the PADDLES in future.)  in the end too nua stayed home with Tiffany Ning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ok wo yao qu zou zou around wo de neighbourhood qu zao ta de peng you le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I shall post my reflections and resolutions later! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Out with bb in 12hours time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm finally working no longer a bum yayyayyay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7077161418426006740?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7077161418426006740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7077161418426006740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7077161418426006740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7077161418426006740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahahahaha-d-d-d-its-new-year-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7691931454044139247</id><published>2008-12-31T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:03:25.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;We're all looking for someone to take the pain away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;People can't exactly be dependent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping things are different this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WLAO&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SIAN LAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7691931454044139247?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7691931454044139247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7691931454044139247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7691931454044139247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7691931454044139247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8556849126135356272</id><published>2008-12-27T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:41:44.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I kinda screw it up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It had been around for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lots of things to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do you exactly know how much you mean to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8556849126135356272?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8556849126135356272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8556849126135356272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8556849126135356272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8556849126135356272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-kinda-screw-it-up-again.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4640145230469734757</id><published>2008-12-20T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:12:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I haven't receive a single message from him today at all so that makes me v sad 'cause I miss him byebye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4640145230469734757?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4640145230469734757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4640145230469734757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4640145230469734757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4640145230469734757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-havent-receive-single-message-from.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3669493191055962949</id><published>2008-12-19T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:45:18.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have been spending past 3days with bb.&lt;br /&gt;He and Sam came to pick me up from the airport (:&lt;br /&gt;HIAK.&lt;br /&gt;I love you woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spend 15th night at T3 airport chilling with both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Went Marina Sq on 16th caught The Day The Earth Stood Still w bb and lunched and went to Grandma's place.&lt;br /&gt;17th bb came my house and we slacked dropped by Estelli's place went Bedok to get groceries head back home and cook! :D :D :D SUPERFUN! So bb felt bored head for a swim (he say he swam 30laps but I don't remember I slept for so long ok!) I went for a tan then too bored again went TM again to get our puzzle chopchop go home so he can watch the match. We failed to go Ikea D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So 18th watched Twilight with bb at TM then had Seoul Garden (African kids are gg to hate you.) and sent him halfway home before I head home. And I kept whining that he's going to be away for 5days leaving me behind D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WLAO EY Twilight was totally off my expectations. As in I expected something better than that. Edward was not what I hoped he was 'cause the Edward Cullen in my imagination was sosososo much more perfect than the one on the screen and movie was kinda draggy and all of a sudden everything escalated and pfff, ended. Like... yah. Reading the book is so much better 'cause at least it allows the whole entire motion to run according to my own imagination instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Bb was superduperuber nicegreatsweetawesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;Last night I v sian diao when he replied so late and I was sleepy so fell asleep w/o calling him. Then this morning at 9.33am he called me so I was kinda surprised.&lt;br /&gt;"Ey, Ykno my plane is actually 11 so I'm at the airport alrd."&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?! (heart sink.) So early."&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHA no la I at your house downstairs now come down open gate for me ley."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't bluff me la. You always like that say in the end also never." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went down and I saw Bb with 豆浆油条!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;After an hour and a half he got to leave alrddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw will be outta with Tiffany :D&lt;br /&gt;Been a zillion years since I went out with her like a decent outing.&lt;br /&gt;Like, last August?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;When we're only staying blocks away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa's birthday tmrw so time with cousins :D&lt;br /&gt;Shall go to CHC service on Sun with parents 'cause I like their candlelight service.&lt;br /&gt;I've to keep myself uber busy to stop missing bb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing feels right when I'm not with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been missing you a lot alrd and it's only been a few hours since I last saw you so hurry back to me! D: I miss your goodnight phonecalls &amp;amp;I only have Domo for myself tonight. And I'm down w flu and cramps I want your hugs D:&lt;br /&gt;Tues please come by soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/2445573215514246266-3669493191055962949?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3669493191055962949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3669493191055962949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3669493191055962949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3669493191055962949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-been-spending-past-3days-with-bb.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2261986298122909653</id><published>2008-12-17T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:08:15.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I VERY SAD 'CAUSE BB SAID HE CHANGED HIS OPINION OF ME D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I WNA GO TO SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BB IS COMING OVER AT 8PLUS TMRW :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LET'S HOPE HE CAN WAKE UP IN TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I WNA GO TO SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I REALLY WNA GO TO SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I MISS THE HOTEL IN HK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;KILLER HEELS SPOLIT MY XMAS SHOPPING PLAN TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'VE BLISTERS ON PRACTICALLY EVERY SINGLE TOE LEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PAIN~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I HATE HEELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cook for bb tmrw hiakhiakhiak sweet hor :D&lt;br /&gt;Randomness, but...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BOYF.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&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/2445573215514246266-2261986298122909653?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2261986298122909653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2261986298122909653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2261986298122909653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2261986298122909653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-very-sad-cause-bb-said-he-changed-his.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4091541372319129408</id><published>2008-12-11T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:38.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HELLO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's the 11th alrdddddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm flyingflyingflying in 10hours' time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Have been spending my past 2days with bb (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIAKHIAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;No zoo for 4th month 'cause we too nua alrd so went AMK to meet online buyer mos for lunch 4christmases for movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Movie was nice, cried a lil but laughed like @#@%$#^%$ most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Went to get those last minute stuffs today and had Sakaeeeeeeeee with bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happyhappy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Had long bus ride too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;We both gave each other a surprise todayyyyyyyyyy :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Chipmunk is the new love yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Going to be back on the 15th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm going to miss you boyfriend D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Takecare of yourself and yadayada alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rawrrrrr, should have stolen more hugs from you :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love you boyfriend! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oky, I'm going to miss my great bimbo partner, Estelli too! (: 'Cause we see each other everyday! Don't be sad you'll not have sucha great gym partner and company for so many days but nvm you've your awesome boyf that knows how to befriend Photoshop to company you. Random shit. Miss me Bimbo! WE'LL GYM THE MOMENT I'M BACK! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(/edit)&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-4091541372319129408?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4091541372319129408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4091541372319129408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4091541372319129408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4091541372319129408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-d-its-11th-alrdddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-59840395887288438</id><published>2008-12-09T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:25:11.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wtfishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Photoshop is still not cooperating with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to give it a cold shoulder for messing around with my Firefox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Off to ogle at Takuya Kimura~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to see you in 10hours' time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy 4th :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I still love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-59840395887288438?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/59840395887288438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=59840395887288438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/59840395887288438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/59840395887288438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/wtfishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-d-photoshop-is.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6016584497273625365</id><published>2008-12-08T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:08:09.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went for Cousin's wedding at some big, great, grand hotel but food suck but I still ate so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FATSYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; hen sad D: I very long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; gym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; still eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tmrw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; still eat! But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I'm going to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yoooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss you woman! Been a year since I last saw you when you zoomed off to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Shopping time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today's wedding wasn't that great 'cause I have a effing busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; cousin who totally pissed the hell outta every single one in the extended family &amp;amp;I've to cook up a story to explain why I've to repeat another year without "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" my Mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is there a need for others to scream at you about filial piety in the public when you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; in your thirties with a kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is there a need to treat every single one like dirt and shove them away with disrespect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is there a need to be hostile to everyone, even your own parents and grandparents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What happened to the cousin that I knew from the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You walked past your grandparents without even acknowledging them shoot them dirty looks making a big fuss when sitting at the same table and refused to be around them. Like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wtfffffff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yadayada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, the adults left feeling rather upset and the kids decided to shoot her dirty looks. (Ya la, I know quite childish.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Anyw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, I had breakfast with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; this morning!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; why so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I'm just very happy. (♥)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4th is coming~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'M OFF TO HONGKONG SOON!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Photoshop is pissing me off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's causing Firefox to hang every 10min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6016584497273625365?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6016584497273625365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6016584497273625365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6016584497273625365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6016584497273625365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-for-cousins-wedding-at-some-big.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2478846774775873698</id><published>2008-12-05T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:38:53.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went Dempsey with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peixuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Estelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, Sam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and Sam's friend like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peterrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (some mad alcoholic guy) So... Harry's Bar first totally busted and Peter is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; good actor like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wthell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; eh, he looked so convincing so we got Virgin Mary and some Strawberry drink which taste superb. Virgin Mary is like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;EEEWK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Then we went B&amp;amp;J's for supper! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we decided to head to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; house for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;stayover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 'cause it was really kinda unsafe for us to be like loitering in the streets in the middle of the night when Dempsey look so eerie? Was complaining like nuts 'cause got to walk down the hills in heels D: Then. THEN. This guy driving this convertible car was like stopping in front of us and asked if we wanted a ride out with him and his friends. Obviously we said no la, 'cause we still have brains like duh no way later they bring us to somewhere like god knows where. And after that THREE convertibles just drove past like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thatttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; D: three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!!!!! I should have just board one of them and zoom off to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng's&lt;/span&gt; house. Sam and I was like whining non-stop especially 'cause we couldn't get a cab and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng&lt;/span&gt; was like, "Sluts." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WTHELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, so gotten some alcohol on the way and we head back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; house for drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huiteng&lt;/span&gt; wasn't even close to drunk at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ Sam was like close to drunk so she quickly got up to drink loads of water to so called flush the alcohol outta her body so she won't get rash (she is allergic to alcohol la like ????) So after that I was kinda high and stuffs laughing like !@$#@^%$&amp;amp;^* and attempting to prove that I'm still sober by painting by nails nicely and walking in a straight line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Estelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was totally knocked out totally drunk la stupid bimbo talking nonsense. (I mean she doesn't talk much sense normally but yesterday was insanely off.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She actually did a center-parting and asked us "Am I nice?!" twice before collapsing onto the bed and continue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; before she starts a new spark of retarded stuffs. And this morning she woke up with no recollection of what she did last night Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And hello~ my head hurts like @!$#@%$# since I got home D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; came to my house like 3plus after his sleepover and slacked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nuaed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; around till 5plus and we head to TM for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PastaMania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Dinner and Blot for Movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Damn effed up with mum #$#@%$#^%$&amp;amp; D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Abrupt ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2478846774775873698?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2478846774775873698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2478846774775873698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2478846774775873698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2478846774775873698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-dempsey-with-peixuan-estelli-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4619020323097453602</id><published>2008-12-04T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:02:50.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love the girl in your heart, not in your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you base your relationship on feelings, it will fail for there are ups &amp;amp; downs in feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Girls are there to be loved, not toyed around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love her for who she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't even think about changing any bit about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6 billion people in this world &amp;amp; 6billion different personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's special &amp;amp; she will stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You change any part of her, you'll change her forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't substitute her for anyone else, they are just unique in their own ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love whole&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She sacrificed a lot for you so you'd better really treasure her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She could have just got up &amp;amp; date a so much more dashing guy in town but she chose you instead all because of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So love her guys, not play with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't just get the girl to beg you to stay or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you're with her, love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't cause a strain in the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll end up loving each other out of pity or charity, that's not respecting love at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Respect love the way it is &amp;amp;everything will be the best it can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't expect perfection from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's the only one in the world &amp;amp;she's done the best she could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like another girl while you're in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then I think it's time you remain single for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't go around breaking girls' hearts, it's the most tragic thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tell the truth, never hide anything from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you want her to tell you everything, do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't go calling other girls "honey"or "darling".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How would it feel if your girl calls other guys the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;same way&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be faithful, enough is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Socialise only when you're single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You socialise &amp;amp; flirt around to get the girl of your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Get it over when she's already yours, don't ask for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It never kills to be romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Think, be flexible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Getting that diamond ring isn't the only gift for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be realistic, she's human &amp;amp; she lives life just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Something sweet &amp;amp; simple always get the job done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Money doesn't exist between couples, it's the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Never promise her that you'll love her forever because your forever might end the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love her as if each day is the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sweet talks only apply for singles, not for attached guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do that &amp;amp; you'll really break your girl's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Isn't&lt;/span&gt; good being too well-known too, it'll give her a sense of insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;remember, INSECURITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Promise her &amp;amp;make sure you never break it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Swear to her &amp;amp; make sure you keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pledge your love to her &amp;amp; her alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Loving her is giving her your heart to break it but trusting her not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Instead, she'll cherish it &amp;amp; protect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's love. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Give her your heart, your life, your everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lay down your life &amp;amp; prepare to die for her when the need arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But stay strong &amp;amp; live through another day, she can never live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Never, ever walk out of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She won't just cry her heart out &amp;amp; carry on living as per normal, she'd die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its her heart that you've broken, how would you ever know how she feels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Winning a girl's heart isn't the final victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Don't leave her once you've won her love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love her all the way till the end of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love her till marriage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love her till old age,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;love her till death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you can love her till the end of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you've earned the honor &amp;amp;respect for you've truly loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She chose you because she believes that you can fulfil your promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Win her heart &amp;amp; love her over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember, the girl isn't a trophy for display,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;she's someone to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;not to show off to your "friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stay humble yet proud that she's the one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Respect her for the way she is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;never despise her &amp;amp;mistreat her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;never even think of toying with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;muchmuchmuch&lt;/span&gt; more complex than how I had expected. Considering more factors into it and stuffs, I guess it's more of a wake up call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4619020323097453602?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4619020323097453602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4619020323097453602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4619020323097453602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4619020323097453602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-girl-in-your-heart-not-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8368052349740270634</id><published>2008-12-04T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:44:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm still feeling very bored D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So Dad refused to let me drop by Estelli's house for movie marathon and both of us were Zzz damn sian diao 'cause we were both ultra energetic after sleeping for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We wanted to do something damn cool. Sneaked out and walked towards each other head for supper then walk home. Sounds cool right, moreover she stays near me. But. BUT. Estelli never sneaked before and the way she opens the door would most prolly wake everyone up. No supper D: Then I suddenly thought of LWS 'cause he used to cycle from his house like, Bedok to my place in the middle of the night with Macs for supper and I always have to sneak out to my house swimming pool and have supper at the poolside. Cool horrrrrrrrr. Now people got girlf alrd so don't want friend alrd D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wdv. I still had supper. (FATSYO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boreeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talking to an unknown guy who claims to be my primary school friend (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alrightttttttt, source of entertainment to fill in the void.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wonder why wasn't I expecting anything from you today. It feels... without you today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tmrw is going to be a fun/cool/tiring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8in the morning. (Gawd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8368052349740270634?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8368052349740270634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8368052349740270634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8368052349740270634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8368052349740270634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-feeling-very-bored-d-so-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6515353796466585944</id><published>2008-12-03T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:35:37.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pretty sunset (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The sky was so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Heh) I miss watching the sun rise with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's watch sun rise soon bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I wna go RSVP at Park for seafood buffettttttttttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But JiaJ says the service there sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6515353796466585944?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6515353796466585944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6515353796466585944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6515353796466585944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6515353796466585944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/pretty-sunset-sky-was-so-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-736516833901954299</id><published>2008-12-03T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:18:36.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Had 14hours of sleep again hiakhiak wlao, damn nice can like being years since I get to sleep till afternoon but yah no mood to gym now -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Was bloghopping like what's new andand this girl was like having her boyf away from her for 21 days (21days ley!!!!) cannot contact and blah and she is like still surviving damn it I think I'll die. Then Dad says he wna extend my HK trippppppp which means I will be back at around 18th night and 19th boyf will be pfffffff, off to Viet back at 23rd so no seeing &amp;amp;contacting him from 11th to 23rd like wthell noooooooooo. So I'm off to fabricate a story to persuade Dad not to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I very sian now leyyyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boyf will be off for prom and postprom tonight so yadayada I'm off to Est's house for movie marathon. WLAOOOOOOOOO I WNA GO DEMPSEY TONIGHT STUPID POKE CANNOT GO SO MUST TMRW GO LIKE WTHELL. (Wed got free drinks ley!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm off to glue my eyes to the teevee till Dad is back with my dinner and off to Bimbo's house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baby, have fun tonight! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll miss you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-736516833901954299?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/736516833901954299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=736516833901954299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/736516833901954299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/736516833901954299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-14hours-of-sleep-again-hiakhiak.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-245128570147230824</id><published>2008-12-02T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:24:03.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't want this moment to ever end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Where everything is nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll wait here forever just to see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll stumble and fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I mean these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With everything, I won't let this go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;These words are my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll hold on to this moment, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;As I bleed my heart out to show that I won't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thoughts read unspoken, forever in vow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And pieces of memories fall to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know what I didn't have so I won't let this go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am nothing without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All the streets, where I walked alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With nowhere to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ha ha. If only I were that strong-willed. &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/2445573215514246266-245128570147230824?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/245128570147230824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=245128570147230824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/245128570147230824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/245128570147230824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-want-this-moment-to-ever-end.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-40851679014305234</id><published>2008-12-01T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:37:22.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Processing of thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Kinda tedious 'cause I'm forcing myself to think in a more mature way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The L word scares me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Let's hope I see things in a different light when I'm back from HK (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I've no idea why did my heart sink when I heard of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Where was He when I needed him ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"God said He was in the same place with me,  as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with  all His children."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-40851679014305234?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/40851679014305234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=40851679014305234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/40851679014305234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/40851679014305234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/processing-of-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-9220571468386533262</id><published>2008-12-01T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:08:20.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;To add on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm effing pissed with online shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I MEAN SERIOUSLY WHERE IS YOUR INTEGRITY AND SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WTFISHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The online seller took &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; long time to reply me and now. Now. You're telling me that I can actually get a refund after 3months?!? When I asked for a refund 1month ago, you told me it's impossible and I can only get half the amount back so I waited for like #$#@$%$#% months and now you're telling me I can get a refund. Wait... So I still have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; to get my refund. For goodness sake, give me an exact date when will I get my items and refunds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And now the online buyer is acting like a dead buyer playing around with me messing around with my schedule I set a time&amp;amp;place for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meetup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; though it was only a 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; purchase and now you're M.I.A-ing and not replying my emails/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;msges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. Which part of no dead buyers do you not understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-9220571468386533262?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/9220571468386533262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=9220571468386533262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/9220571468386533262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/9220571468386533262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-add-on.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2203273024766076569</id><published>2008-12-01T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:40:31.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I LOVE BABY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sorry for being so snappy and showing my unhappiness towards you for these past few days, but yeah. I'm glad that we're both putting in an effort and you're giving in a lot a lot more just to make me a happier girrrrrrrrrrl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okyyyyyyy, happy moment is over for the time being 'cause I'm being snapped back into reality. Being having so much fun recently chilling around travelling all around S'pore meeting up with boyf very often that... I forgotten that I'm retaining &amp;amp;there's 2more years of JC ): I've more or less forgotten every single thing that was taught in school including O's stuffs and what's more year1 stuffs and it makes me a lil pissed 'cause I've to start from scratch I need to find the motivation and drive that I had during O's period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Put this aside, I promise I'll really start studying when I'm back from HK (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meantime, I think I'm going to miss you badly rawrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Kissseshugscuddlesholdinghandsbickeringlol@eachother&lt;br /&gt;flowersphonecallstextpattingmetosleeplyingonyourshoulder&lt;br /&gt;tosleepsayingIloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;with manymanymany more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello baby this is probably the best day I ever had thanks for being sucha great boyf for me I know I'm not that perfect but let's both make this relationship the best it can ever get shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Oky, I'm back to my happy moodddddddddddd (:&lt;br /&gt;Baby has been ultra nice to fill in my free days with meet ups and dates. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2203273024766076569?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2203273024766076569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2203273024766076569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2203273024766076569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2203273024766076569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/12/d-d-d-i-love-baby-sorry-for-being-so.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5738894390796273203</id><published>2008-11-29T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:19:37.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm getting very pissed that Mum actually opened my bank letter and check on my bank statement every single month like wthell it's my bank a/c helloooooooooooooo respect each other's privacy? I think that is pretty enough I don't need you to be nagging at me and screaming at me for spending so much money and blah 'cause if I'm not mistaken, you aren't the one who is giving me my pocket money or paying for my expenses. What's next? Studies. (Roll eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-5738894390796273203?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5738894390796273203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5738894390796273203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5738894390796273203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5738894390796273203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-getting-very-pissed-that-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1298664804443636639</id><published>2008-11-28T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:01:29.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="georgia" style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes I feel like there's no getting through to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like you don't appreciate all that I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You gotta show me that you want me to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don't turn &amp;amp; walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Baby I'm slowly falling out of love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't know what to do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How did we end up here this way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What are we gonna do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm slowly falling out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We're tripping on silly things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Boy I need you to meet me halfway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you want me to be with you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I remember when, I'd be with my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You checked on me and made time to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But how things have changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now I don't hear from you at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'm not trying to throw tantrums here and I hope you understand. I know it's alright for us to think differently. But too differently is a problem, isn't it? We're thinking things in total opposite manner. I need attention. You need an independent girl. I try hard to be one, I get upset. You try to give me more attention, it's too tiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm hungryyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting eff-ed up with practically everything.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get to HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Brian had been going back to church alrd. &amp;amp;it makes me guilty of my own church attendance and behaviour. The faith he had, the commitment and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Reflection time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-1298664804443636639?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1298664804443636639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1298664804443636639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1298664804443636639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1298664804443636639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-i-feel-like-theres-no-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4762946329016919376</id><published>2008-11-28T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:29:57.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The very first day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Was the day that you let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it was a blessing in disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I see that I'm beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause all we ever did was fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were so dysfunctional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I forgotten all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all the days that I was lovin you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just like a ghost from my past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saying that you want me back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love me, leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I've already closed that door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the pain I felt before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I only could be myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Without your approval anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you love me leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now there used to be a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I woulda taken you back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now that I have you out my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm totally independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So you can save your little lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I know what's happenin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your missin' me but say goodbye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To all the days I was lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you really wanna help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Than you should go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I promised myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd let it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At the back of the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause where I put what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never going back, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;estelli says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;cannot just judge by thinking de laaaaa ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;So, I'm trying to put this issue behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But it's still pretty bothering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's hard to let you think along my line and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(I'm adapting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I have a sudden urge to bawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tmrw will be a better day 'cause it's day out with Charmaine and Wong LiangJin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;My lunch will be on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4762946329016919376?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4762946329016919376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4762946329016919376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4762946329016919376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4762946329016919376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/estelli-says-cannot-just-judge-by.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6963388370596513544</id><published>2008-11-27T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:04:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Is it just me or what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not keeping a distance from you, neither am I not being truthful to you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda obvious we do hold different perspective towards many subjects.&lt;br /&gt;More of character differences?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it tiring to have us both trying to fit in to each other's thinking and opinions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6963388370596513544?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6963388370596513544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6963388370596513544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6963388370596513544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6963388370596513544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-it-just-me-or-what-im-not-keeping.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3970664832430006181</id><published>2008-11-27T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:26:40.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLOWELLOJELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'M FEELING VERY HIGH NOW :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'CAUSE BOYF HAD MADE ME A VVVVVVV HAPPY GIRL LATELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last Thursday was Cousin's wedding and yadayadayadayada food was greaaaaaaaaaaat~ (FATS YO) And went to boyf's class chalet after that. Sorry boy for having you to come all the way out to fetch me in and waited 2hr at the bus stop for me :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we both went home on Fri morning &amp;amp;I totally overslept so in the end I missed my job interview togther with Estelli so now they don't wanna hire us D: (small gas!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went boyf's house after that for movie marathon which totally failed 'cause we started watching some teevee programme till 11plus then we watched Kite Runner (Very touching!) and then decided to take a break. But who knows we both slept till the next morning. Then woke up watched Saw then supposed to bathe dota go out but boyf refuses to wake up after that (ok, 'cause he sick so he big so he can sleep) so I went home after that w/o asking him to send me home. &amp;amp;I met a dirty old man again!!!!!!!!!!! D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gym-ed and gotten my bottle with Estelli  on Tues :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Collected my chio phone (actually now I look I no longer think it's chio and wlao eh i take damn long to type a messge ok) then had dinner w Boyf! ^^ Seafood platter for 2 &amp;amp;I ate more than himmmmmmmmmm D:&lt; (Fats yo) But it was his treattttttttt :D So after that we took the long way home and yadayada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Met up with him today again and we watched another movie Life Support on HBO at his place first then he slept I did 4 binomial questions and we argueargueargue then he decided to wake up and get ready to go Vivo with me. Bk for dinner and Madagascar2 for movie :D Very niceeeeeeeeee. I mean ya, there's a lot of meaning in everything so yeah. Funny &amp;amp;touching. And he sent me home! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gym-ing + Sauna tmrw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HEH, thanks boyf from waking up from your sleep to call me 'cause it was raining like @$#%$^##$ with lightning and thunder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love my boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3970664832430006181?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3970664832430006181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3970664832430006181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3970664832430006181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3970664832430006181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/hellowellojello-im-feeling-very-high.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6152963298804116539</id><published>2008-11-25T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:40:31.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OK I'M EFF-ING BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Photobucket is so slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Baby is unavailable 'cause of his primary school chalet so he isn't replying me D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D: Reply ley reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sian. Bored. Boreed. Boreeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I paid the deposit for my new phone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Going to bring prettaye back tmrw with Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still not excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm going to run around the house now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Zaijian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reply la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Derrick is ultra charming + attractive laaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm pissed. I'm trying hard to control.&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/2445573215514246266-6152963298804116539?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6152963298804116539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6152963298804116539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6152963298804116539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6152963298804116539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-im-eff-ing-boreddddddddddddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5494923584497126273</id><published>2008-11-24T02:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:38:04.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SSmiyQdWPrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nmcr_5Pp_dQ/s1600-h/domo%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SSmiyQdWPrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nmcr_5Pp_dQ/s320/domo%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271923823109095090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SSmdMFyEBII/AAAAAAAAAMg/a1rrLm9CbCI/s1600-h/domo%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I THINK DOMO IS ULTRA CUTEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I WNA GET THIS BAG D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gonna crdboard got your picture in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some try to hand me money they don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not...broke. I'm just a broken hearted man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I move on when I'm still in love with you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I'm not moving... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Policeman says son you can't stay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm still missing you D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why do you have to go off so soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm getting rather spoilt by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Please take care during your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;primary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; class chalet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PRIMARY LEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♥Angelina. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHAHA, OK LA. YOU EXPERIENCED MA YOU THE NICEST LE LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;estelli says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hwahwahwa!! i nicer than chang ley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok la, Bimbo has been ultra nice 'cause she had been doing the advertising + confirming orders from online seller and yadayada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did I mention scissors, paper, stone is sucha good invention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;Bimbo lost to me!&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/2445573215514246266-5494923584497126273?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5494923584497126273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5494923584497126273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5494923584497126273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5494923584497126273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-domo-is-ultra-cuteeeeeeeeee-wna.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SSmiyQdWPrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/nmcr_5Pp_dQ/s72-c/domo%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-8089607121544066529</id><published>2008-11-23T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:42:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;你的回话凌乱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;着  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;在这个时刻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  甜蜜散落了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;情绪莫名的拉扯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  我还爱你呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;而你断断续续唱着歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  假装没事了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;时间过了走了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  爱情面临选择&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;你冷了倦了我哭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;了  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;离开时的不快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;你用卡片手写着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  有些爱只给到这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;真的痛了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  怎么了你累了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;说好的幸福呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  我懂了不说了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;爱淡了梦远了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  开心与不开心一一细数着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;你再不舍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  那些爱过的感觉都太深刻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;我都还记得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  你不等了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;说好的幸福呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  我错了泪干了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;放手了后悔了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;要怎么停呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I hoped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The phone call didn't have to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've no idea why did my dependency on you have to be so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I need you to be here with me now.&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-8089607121544066529?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8089607121544066529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8089607121544066529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8089607121544066529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8089607121544066529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5998221661772050390</id><published>2008-11-20T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T02:48:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"The problem with you is that you think too much, probe too much, You never seem to understand that ignorance is a bliss. Stop thinking about the past. You can't do anything about them any longer. Just live with it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cousin was suddenly full of y'kno, and began talking about this to me when I was supposed to be the one consoling her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wna go to Dempsey for pubbing &amp;amp;chillinggggggggggg ! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Idk why I had been thinking a lot about you these days perhaps 'cause it's the 18th again but at  least I know this time round I'm missing you as a friend with no feelings attached, just concerned about you. Had been thinking a lot about the past, more of the happy memories than the ugly break up we had. Well, afterall I had learnt a lot from you &amp;amp;this r/s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wna go to Sentosa and sit cable car and have movie marathons and blah and blah and blah with Baby before he gets enlisted and before school is killing me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ahhhhhhh~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did I mention I have holidays till 2Feb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HIAKHIAKHIAK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;More time with nanpengyou :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tmrw night I'm dropping by his class chalet &amp;amp;movie marathon on Fri! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He made me a happy girlllllllllllll~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;there is a day out with him on Sat again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's going to be quite bad since he can't sleep for 3nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sure you'll lose the bet again! HIAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're always losing so just accept it and stop fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wna sleep ey you stupid body just go to sleep can why you don't want to sleep last time got school always wna sleep now no school nothing to do then you don't want to sleep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, my visit to the dentist was quite coooooooool~ Dentist was uber nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I decided to be a dentist in future instead!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;online shopping is a killer D:&lt; &amp;amp;I've yet to find a job! D:&lt; &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/2445573215514246266-5998221661772050390?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5998221661772050390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5998221661772050390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5998221661772050390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5998221661772050390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-little-too-late-for-you-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5703110342436688511</id><published>2008-11-20T00:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:02:53.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'M HERE TO TELL PEOPLE THAT ESTELLI IS DAMN NICE 'CAUSE SHE HELPED ME TO CONTACT 2 ONLINE SELLERS WHEN I ONLY HELPED HER COLLECT HER CARDIGAN FROM THE ONLINE SELLER TODAY SO YA PLEASE BE HAPPY BIMBO TO SEE THIS HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oky that Tyra show is damn effing gross like Idk whattttttttttt ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I bought my pretty heels today with Peixuan just now!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I WAS LMAO WHEN I WAS READING HUITENG'S BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;IT'S JUST SO FUNNY TO SEE HER ANGRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HIAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(/Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wlaoooooooooo, body cooperate and go to sleep leyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going Peni tmrwwwwwwwwww! :D&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-5703110342436688511?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5703110342436688511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5703110342436688511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5703110342436688511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5703110342436688511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-here-to-tell-people-that-estelli-is.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3299833482005817247</id><published>2008-11-18T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:59:39.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I NEED AN OUTLET TO COMPLAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me wna sleep but I can't sleep and my chest has to hurt so badly every single time I breathe at this point of time like wtfffffffffffffffffff pain la~ go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oky, nights (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3299833482005817247?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3299833482005817247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3299833482005817247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3299833482005817247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3299833482005817247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-outlet-to-complain-me-wna-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6627852659704656731</id><published>2008-11-18T02:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:42:24.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm not liking this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't see the point of you wanting me to revisit all the options when I already made up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm disliking the feeling of uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The thought of having to face this next year all over again like how I did this year seems to be quite fearful. We all started off together, adapting to the whole new JC curriculum together and it's now, just me doing this alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okkkkkk what don't kill me makes me stronger! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wdv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I won't have you around so often next year and it's going to be quite a turn off 'cause I've to deal with the whole damn new school term w/o you and worst, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;half the time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 3/4 of the time I can't be with you? It's going to be quite tough geting used to my mundane life without you &amp;amp;it's quite frightening to know how much changes that will bring to the both of us and this r/s.&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/2445573215514246266-6627852659704656731?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6627852659704656731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6627852659704656731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6627852659704656731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6627852659704656731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-not-liking-this.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-468269322209098386</id><published>2008-11-18T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:43:20.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW DO YOU DRAW A RECTANGLE WITH 3 LINES?&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's supposed to be an Alevel Math question from Ireland, according to Estelli but you've to doubt the reliability of it. xiao4 dian2 too low alrd so I practically lmao when I saw that. Thenthenthen, Estelli said it's her lil bro's math homework and he is only Pri3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okyyyyyyy, I feel quite ashamed of my IQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OK wait check this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. continue d sequence in logical way:   25 points&lt;br /&gt;M T W T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol:  M T W T F S S ....DAYS OF WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Correct this formula with a single stroke: 25 points&lt;br /&gt;5 + 5 + 5 = 550&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOL:  5 4 5 + 5 =550....CHANGE + SIGN TO 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please write anything here 25 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| |&lt;br /&gt;| |&lt;br /&gt;| |&lt;br /&gt;|___________________________|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOL: HEY THAT WAS THE EASIEST ONE...&lt;br /&gt;anything______________________&lt;br /&gt;4. Draw a rectangle with 3 lines: 25 points&lt;br /&gt;SOL: U knw guys In research terminology there is a term called Principle of Easy penetration which says that one should apply easy applications before applying hard ones, to solve a problem...This test depicts d same view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a rectangle with 3 lines...here it goes&lt;br /&gt;Draw a rectangle &amp;amp; then draw 3 lines in it....tht makes a rectangle with 3 lines...&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sad that I'm not born in Ireland 'cause I'll most prolly ace ALevels and get myself into a local Uni w/o studying much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm going to see the dentist tmrwwwwwwww :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I hate the dentist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm going to go with Estelli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(How cool?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm contemplating to have braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Actually I didn't even have the thought of that till boyf keep sayingsayingsaying then I feel my teeth actually quite ugly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, it's the 18th alrd! Means. ALevels is over for baby! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HIAKHIAKHIAK :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oky, that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PMS is making me ultra bad mood + uncomfortable + think too much + superduperextraextra moody + unable to sleep well + super clingy to boyf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WLAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wait, try this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.addictinggames.com/theimpossiblequiz.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm off to play that damn thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No, I give up playing that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OHHHHHH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, NZH! &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/2445573215514246266-468269322209098386?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/468269322209098386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=468269322209098386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/468269322209098386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/468269322209098386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-do-you-draw-rectangle-with-3-lines.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2615482710255080012</id><published>2008-11-16T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:01:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY DONE WITH OUR BLOGSHOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PLEASE GO TAKE A LOOK AT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THOUGH THEY ARE ALL SECOND HAND ITEMS BUT THEY ARE IN DAMN GOOD CONDITION + FRICKING DIRT CHEAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://glamour-vicenda.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://glamour-vicenda.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://glamour-vicenda.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://glamour-vicenda.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okayyy, I'm on my way to find an online supplier or whatever supplier so that we can conduct some preorders. HIAK ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boyf isn't replying me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2615482710255080012?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2615482710255080012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2615482710255080012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2615482710255080012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2615482710255080012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/hellooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8548901160704279381</id><published>2008-11-16T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:27:58.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Zomg I went to do some colour therapy survey thingy and it's so true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You are always alert and keenly observant. You are not truly satisfied with your everyday status and you are seeking fresh avenues which can give you the opportunity to prove your worth. You feel that there are still many barriers that stand between you and recognition - but one by one you will overcome them. Your tenacity is your one good point - like an English Bulldog, once you take the bite, you will seldom let go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Being a likeable person you get on well with neighbours and friends. You don't need anything to 'Rock your boat'. You want to 'love' and to be loved'.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Being a very proud individual, you tend to hold yourself aloof pretending that you are stoical - indifferent to pain and pleasure. This is not so, for in truth you are an extremely emotional individual, one that may make a hasty decision and perhaps regret it at leisure. It is time now to break the bond of detachment and be the 'you' that you would like to be - give vent to your emotions and enjoy yourself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You are being unduly influenced by the situation that is all around you. You do not like the feeling of loneliness and whatever it is that seems to separate you from others. You know that life can be wonderful and you are anxious to experience life in all its aspects, to live it to the full. You therefore resent any restriction or limitations that are being imposed on you and you insist on going it alone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You are anxious about all the limitations to which you are subjected to at this time. You feel that you are not valued for what or who you are. You need OUT. So why procrastinate any longer - MOVE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;): ): ): That isn't a very positive characteristic of someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8548901160704279381?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8548901160704279381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8548901160704279381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8548901160704279381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8548901160704279381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/zomg-i-went-to-do-some-colour-therapy.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6724656576861075451</id><published>2008-11-16T05:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:12:19.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLOWELLOJELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time check: 5:49 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Me v awake now, but no one is awake now! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Finally completed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;blogshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; thing, excluding the measurements and confirmation from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PeiXuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Estelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; these two aunties so I hope I'll be able to wake up in the morning to do those measurements and be gone for church and officially launch it by 2pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. (Cross my fingers.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;retainees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; went back to school on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 'cause it's the last time we can have lessons with 24 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. However, Chem lecture was such a bore Zzz so we all decided to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; all the lectures and Chem is like making me Zzz -.- ??? kinda thing when I understand nuts about what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;metal&amp;amp;acidic oxide and solubility reminds me of Sec sch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;QA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; double Zzz. Okay.. So after that we all sat at the canteen and rot and talk and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yknow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and we went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PlazaSing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and I shopped like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Idk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; what. Spent like 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;bux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; within 2hours ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WLAOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, so aft that we went BK for lunch and me decided to curb my eating so I rejected BK lunch! :D (Actually no, I succumbed to the temptation of onion rings.) Singapore is too small for students like us who are poor and in sch uniform to hang out so we went to Cherlyn's house to slack instead then we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;talktalktalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; sleep and in the end, all of us fell asleep. (Cherlyn, your house too nice to sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; la! ) Decided not to go steamboat dinner with LY clique 'cause gastric hurts a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &amp;amp;was too tired so went home to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sleeeeeeeeeeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I finally went for a date with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; again! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, met him at Tamp &amp;amp;he was late again! So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yadayada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; caught Quantum of Solace, went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and then Airport T3 for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Popeyeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm a happy girl today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;damndamndamn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; nice to the power of infinity 'cause he very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;qian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 &amp;amp;agreed to everything that I requested (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ALevels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is going to be over for baby on Tues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hiakhiakhiak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm going to have a lot a lot a lot more time to spend with him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alrd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and that makes me a happier girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Boyf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; promised me a movie marathon on Fri! (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm going to start studying next Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Seriously~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peixuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Estelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, Sam &amp;amp;me will be having the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;chio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; phone soon together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though it's quite weird like, all 4 have same phone so tweet but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PRETTY PHONE I'M GOING TO BRING YOU HOME NEXT SAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eh I very sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I now damn pimply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; last time puberty also no pimples why now so many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;howhowhow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! &amp;amp;I've a hole in my tooth ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6724656576861075451?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6724656576861075451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6724656576861075451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6724656576861075451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6724656576861075451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/hellowellojello-time-check-549-am-me-v.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1315731019090627009</id><published>2008-11-14T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:36:07.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling absolutely sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I didn't do anything for the blogshop today ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But, I met boyf todayyyyyyyyy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thanks baby for making me the happiest girl on earth! Okyyyyyy, the happiness is something out of the world ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hiak! I'm just copying what he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I love you, boyf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I TELL YOU I MET A DAMN FRICKING SICKO PERVERT DIRTY OLD MAN ON THE BUS TODAY WHO TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME THIS SMALL LITTLE GIRL BY NEARING ME SO NEAR WHEN THERE IS LIKE A DAMN BIG SPACE BESIDE HIM &amp;amp;FRICKING HELL KEEP TOUCHING ME WITH HIS BODY OR WHATEVER I DON'T CARE IF IT MAKES SENSE NOT BUT YOU GET MY DRIFT AND HE WAS LIKE I SWEAR TURN ON OR SMTH COS HE STARTED BREATHING DAMN HEAVILY AND FAST AND MUTTERING SOMETHING SOFTLY WHILE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF ME. I SWEAR I TOTALLY HAVE THE URGE TO HURT HIS BALLS SO THAT IT HURTS HIM SO BADLY AND STOP GETTING HIS F BALLS NEAR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm traumatised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm not going to take the bus during peak hours on my own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;THAT SICKO OLD MAN SHOULD STOP BEING SO FRICKING HORNY &amp;amp;STOP TAKING ADVANTAGE OF SMALL LITTLE GIRLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What the hell are they thinking, like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why don't they act like their age, be more wise and nice and gentle and stop acting like sex driven old men who try to ahem whatever with girls in their polluted mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;RAWR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1315731019090627009?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1315731019090627009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1315731019090627009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1315731019090627009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1315731019090627009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7782736810719304717</id><published>2008-11-12T23:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:37:58.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okyyyy, I should start blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last friday, 07Nov was a... Bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To start off. Let me show you something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr3tlAZd8I/AAAAAAAAALw/vkH567rjJh8/s1600-h/P1000537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr3tlAZd8I/AAAAAAAAALw/vkH567rjJh8/s320/P1000537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267795076563171266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yah, So get my point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was kind of like an inevitable fact 'cause I really wasn't prepared at all. So the results were kinda expected. Still, I cried. Guess it was more of like, I wasn't exactly that ready to face it. Though I admit I kinda deserved to retain since I didn't study hard. (But I did study!) Boo shouldn't have said that we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;deserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to retain. I mean, I know you dislike our clique and whatever nonsense, but shouldn't you keep your biased treatment at this point of time? At least I'm glad that I've ditched sucha CT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm still sad that I've to leave 0824! Okyyyyyyy, more of leaving my clique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It sucks to learn that I'm the only one being left behind ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I practically wasted my day around during the weekends &amp;amp;finally went to church on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Went Astons with Estelli, Kelly &amp;amp;Rachel on Monday then we went gaigai. Well, Angel is damn  broke so I ended up just walking around with them and bought nothing!  BLOGSHOPBLOGSHOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9QXN-HJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xN_vShOTTbg/s1600-h/P1000509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9QXN-HJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xN_vShOTTbg/s320/P1000509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267801171715562642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9QtfTseI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DmPOw6Y_ta0/s1600-h/P1000512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9QtfTseI/AAAAAAAAAMI/DmPOw6Y_ta0/s320/P1000512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267801177693860322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9Rd_fdtI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZRXZ0Cv8lVQ/s1600-h/P1000514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr9Rd_fdtI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZRXZ0Cv8lVQ/s320/P1000514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267801190713751250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRsCSIMxO8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_IunLpfOax0/s1600-h/P1000488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRsCSIMxO8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_IunLpfOax0/s320/P1000488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806699601869762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I suck in pictures Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love the B&amp;amp;J's at Picturehouse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We failed to go Dempsey afterall ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okyyyyy, Livejournal noob is going back to befriend livejournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hate this ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7782736810719304717?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7782736810719304717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7782736810719304717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7782736810719304717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7782736810719304717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/okyyyy-i-should-start-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRr3tlAZd8I/AAAAAAAAALw/vkH567rjJh8/s72-c/P1000537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-3063327515512392829</id><published>2008-11-12T20:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:14:48.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why does it always have to be you who is always inflicting those pain on me. I chose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to behave indifferent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nonchalant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to your nonsensical nagging and insults. Still, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; nonchalance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; does not mean that I'm not hurt in the inside. How often do I have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; struggle to fight back those tears? You know it better than I do. Stop pushing all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; those blames to my friends and my other commitments. Because, it's all you. You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; If it wasn't for you, would I have so much regrets and face with so much hurt now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; You know your words hurt me more than anything, but you chose to put it across to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; me as harshly as possible. I gave up my dreams, my choices for you. All for you. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; did you appreciate it? I hate it when I have to face you every single day with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; throwing insults right to my face. I had to distant myself from you. You. Made me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; dread going home. Still, you never seem to understand why. All you could do was to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; accuse me of disappointing you, failing you of all the dreams and aspirations, of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; hurting you every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Why can't we just live in peace and stop hurting each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hate it when my studies are everything that we can ever talked about and every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; single time we talked about my studies all I ever hear from you are praises of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and discouraging words for mine. I tried to do well, tried to make you proud, tried to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; accept your choice of education for me. What do I get in return? Tell me what do I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; get in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you chose to give me that beating, those insults, did you even spare a thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; for me? Did it ever occur to you that those tears weren't 'cause of anger but hurt and disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fuck it 'cause you deemed that I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;incompetent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, I'm a disappointment &amp;amp;failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How often do I have to put it across to you that I'm trying my best and I don't need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; you to plan for every fucking single detail of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;You said you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;but your love is crushing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Why don't we both wake up to our ideas that we're not fitted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;fulfill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; each others' wishes.&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-3063327515512392829?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3063327515512392829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3063327515512392829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3063327515512392829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3063327515512392829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-632613643217810615</id><published>2008-11-08T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:07:58.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wna blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I don't wna blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So, I'll blog tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mum is driving me a lil insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Results are out today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmm, kinda expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But Idk why I couldn't face it up strongly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OP Q&amp;amp;A sucks like crapxzxzxzxz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-632613643217810615?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/632613643217810615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=632613643217810615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/632613643217810615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/632613643217810615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wna-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4451795509223944105</id><published>2008-11-05T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:41:57.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRB5zv5IQ3I/AAAAAAAAALo/LDkpqcLYoss/s1600-h/KS+360%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRB5zv5IQ3I/AAAAAAAAALo/LDkpqcLYoss/s320/KS+360%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264841894332482418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LG KS360!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Damn chio right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sidekick leyyyyyyyyyyy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Very cheap somemore leyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;288bux w/o contract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sam says she is comtemplating to buy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so I can bargain with that very nice uncle again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Huiteng can't even make up her mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Still, I need a job to begin with ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I don't wna work 'cause I wna spend time with boyf first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Randomness: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love my boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sleepover with Huiteng and Estelli tmrw night I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Swimming and OP rehearsal on thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't wait for OP to be over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Friday is going to be OP and dang. Results day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mentally prepared, but then again. Not that prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2445573215514246266-4451795509223944105?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4451795509223944105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4451795509223944105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4451795509223944105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4451795509223944105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/lg-ks360-damn-chio-right-sidekick.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRB5zv5IQ3I/AAAAAAAAALo/LDkpqcLYoss/s72-c/KS+360%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-1997099842557485109</id><published>2008-11-05T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:21:09.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRB1MnzbczI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z1ygXS0OaeU/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_1c963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBzKO-LtCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BWJHpUbLGkA/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264834584050906146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBzKnq-CjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/T6pb3H_hAwg/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBzKnq-CjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/T6pb3H_hAwg/s320/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264834590681205298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBzJ6wOKaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yQVo9VKx88Q/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBzJ6wOKaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yQVo9VKx88Q/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264834578623637922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as rando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mly looking thro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ugh photos and tadaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm really bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ask me out please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1997099842557485109?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1997099842557485109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1997099842557485109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1997099842557485109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1997099842557485109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha-was-randomly-looking-through.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRB1MnzbczI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z1ygXS0OaeU/s72-c/PhotoFunia_1c963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-270036784455421632</id><published>2008-11-04T20:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:44:16.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBLRRO1kUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PQ7s0W56Xvg/s1600-h/My%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBLRRO1kUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PQ7s0W56Xvg/s320/My%2Blove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264790724451602754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I am miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will you still check on me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me things will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just tell me we will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Together someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's in the dreams I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be your sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you'll be my silhouette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll be my silhouette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just take my hand and well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never let go because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we're together now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll be together then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step back and see me walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And watch me run right back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll show you how to love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the best idea I've had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm having loads of thoughts running through now. Perhaps 'cause I've ample time to think through stuffs, I'm getting a lil... Oversensitive and stuffs? I feel my heart sink, I feel my heart ache. Still, Idk why. The feel and happiness fluctuates a lot? It makes me... Weary? I'm full of doubts yet, it seemed unnecessary in your eyes. I've enough of hurt from the past few times. I'm afraid this time round. Maybe it explains why I'm so readily prepared to hurt you than to allow myself undergo the pain. I want to make things turn back to where they were. Still, they are always failed attempts. It made me dejected, exhausted. It seems like, your emotions, thoughts, opinions matter to me more than mine... I'm anticipating the future. I'm afraid of moving forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TODAY WAS A HAPPY DAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oky, it was quite a happy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lol, we were supposed to gym but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We slacked and stone around most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We tried to practise OP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, I memorised my script! (more or less?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We made many plans to go out soon ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Let's keep to our plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I TELL YOU PEIXUAN IS A TYPICAL HOUSEWIFE IN DISGUISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Good job, Peixuan. You don't have to worry for your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-270036784455421632?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/270036784455421632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=270036784455421632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/270036784455421632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/270036784455421632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-i-am-miles-away-will-you-still.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SRBLRRO1kUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PQ7s0W56Xvg/s72-c/My%2Blove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-5874458064579803956</id><published>2008-11-03T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:32:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am just like the sun and you the flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I’ll provide sunlight for you to blossom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sometimes, clouds will prevent me from reaching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But you’ll know that I’m always trying to reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just wait for the clouds to clear if you can’t receive my sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I did something stupid to make boyf upset again :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm upset 'cause I made boyf upset 'cause I want him to be happyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sorry baby, please cheer up and forgive me????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know I wasn't sensitive enough but still....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wasn't strong enough for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Please get over it soon........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You know I still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-5874458064579803956?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5874458064579803956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5874458064579803956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5874458064579803956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5874458064579803956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-just-like-sun-and-you-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7668265857673931893</id><published>2008-11-01T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:53.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'M PMS-ING LIKE #%$#^%$^$% NOW AND MY CONNECTION IS SLOW LIKE ANYTH&lt;br /&gt;LAPPY IS DYING ON ME I WNA KILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ahhhhhhhh, crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No vulgarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;$#%$^%#@$%$#%$#%$#%$^%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did I mention I hate staring at my phone waiting for nothing.&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-7668265857673931893?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7668265857673931893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7668265857673931893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7668265857673931893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7668265857673931893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-pms-ing-like-now-and-my-connection.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2916193015879219750</id><published>2008-11-01T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:16:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Miss Jenna Lim Yingyi had gotten me all so touched and teary with sucha random e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(LOL, EMAIL LEY. SO RETRO WAY OF COMMUNICATION)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did I mention that she is one the greatest friend I have. Okay, not friend. She's supposed to be my stead for likeeeeee... 47months? Lol, it's quite awesome that we knew each other for so long! &amp;amp;yeah, thank God that you were here for me since I was still a lil kiddo till now :D I suck in words so yadayada. I missed those times when we had long bus rides, long studying hours before church, long walk outta school to bus stop, those small talks about everything under the sun and arguements about who is the smarter one and so on. And I guessed it's more of my fault that I had been too busy with Idk what that I started to neglect this friendship and church and blah. Still, you were there for me, pressing me to get out with you and never left me&lt;br /&gt;(though you whined quite a bit whenever I told you that I'm unavailable.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I LOVE YOU WOMAN! :D ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(This psychopath is in love with a kiddo that is a decade younger than her!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2916193015879219750?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2916193015879219750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2916193015879219750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2916193015879219750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2916193015879219750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-jenna-lim-yingyi-had-gotten-me-all.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5582984931460320804</id><published>2008-10-30T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:18:06.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanna love, I wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want you to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want you to leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanna stand where I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm watching you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm watching you leaving me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wish I could be somebody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wish I could see you in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wish there was something inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To keep you beside me and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Say what you really feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You know I need something that's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wish there was something inside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To keep you beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanna know if I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Someone to turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That could never hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I know what you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, you had a breakthrough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And now I’m just bad news for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should've told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never gave you anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should've told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I could give you anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; You know I'd tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Loads of stuffs have been running through my mind. Maybe that something triggered it off and brought me to realisation that... I'm nothing more that some superficial bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I find it very hard to open up with my group of friends. I'm not saying that they aren't good, 'cause they are really my greatest clique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; It's just somehow, the reasoning, the realisation just dawned upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; It's just somehow, the friendship, that I held quite dearly turned out to be unlike what I had in mind. I guessed we had somehow, somewhat drift apart more or less. It seems unlike the past, unlike the group of friends that I could always relied on. We had all moved on with our lives, make new friends. How did the closest friends ever become a hi-bye stranger? Perhaps, I could no longer find a point in keeping up with a friendship that was so ever superficial such that I chose to avoid&lt;br /&gt;it, keep away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Perhaps, I'm one superficial being. If I knew how to convey it out,&lt;br /&gt;I would have gladly told you everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I miss the fun, laughter and comfort that I had with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Suddenly, I thought of Jenna Lim! :D Rawrrrrrr, she had been a nice friend&lt;br /&gt;all these while despite of my always sudden disappearance. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why do we have to fill every space of silence with words when it weren't&lt;br /&gt;even truthful words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have been quite outta my mind these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope it will go away soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't wna keep up with this attention-seeking gf role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sorry baby :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mum is as usual, acting so madly, pissing the hell outta me. She is implementing curfews on me now?!?!?!?! Since when did curfews come into the picture. Crapyo. Not in the mood to talk to her, so it's cold war in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In fact, I find myself not wanting to talk to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Even him. I wna tell you everything that I'm feeling but somehow, it just doesn't feel appropriate. It makes me feel... Childish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, baby. I feel very much alive whenever you're with me somehow. It feels comfortable to have you around, to know that I'll always have you to catch me when I fall. It seems like I am able to be myself that easily in front of you. I have no idea how to tell you how nice you are but yeah...&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥ I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sick of playing pretend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2445573215514246266-5582984931460320804?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5582984931460320804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5582984931460320804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5582984931460320804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5582984931460320804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-love-i-wanna-live-i-want-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-994645073741250837</id><published>2008-10-29T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:34:39.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'M FRICKING CRANKY NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I WNA KILL PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mum got to stop nagging before I start screaming and bawling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Found my way to the highway I don't wanna tell you the state I'm in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I've had too much to smoke too much to drink where have I been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; It feels like the stars are getting closer and the sky is closing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And I don't know where to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; We're all looking for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; To take away the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Me and you and my medication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Making the best of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Love is just a chemical creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Will it be permanent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Synthetic sensation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Me, you and my medication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; The way back to the right track maybe you can help me find the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Is it too much to ask, too much too fast, too much to ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; It feels like your body is getting closer but you seem so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Medicine make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; We're all looking for someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; To take away the pain&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/2445573215514246266-994645073741250837?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/994645073741250837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=994645073741250837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/994645073741250837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/994645073741250837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-fricking-cranky-now.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8921085746501592782</id><published>2008-10-28T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:55:36.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLO. I'm very bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why no one is updating their blogggggggggg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've nothing to read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Submission of I&amp;amp;R and OP slides tmrwwwwwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hope everything will be fine for Mr Loo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PW was really slack todayyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He was very sweet today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I felt quite bad complaining that everyone can hang out with their boyf but I cannot :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still, he asked me out to watch HSM3 tmrw though he hated it and I was dying to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But, the understanding me decided to watch it w someone else and also, compromise. So I shall go out with him 2weeks later :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nvrmmmmmmm, I get to hang out with Rach, Jamie and Kel tmrw! ^^ Hiakhiak! Like finally can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;my Tony disappeared! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm wondering what do I exactly anticipate from you? I hate it the way you were so confident and acted as if I'll always be going back to you. I hate the way how I wavered when we talked about the past. I hate to  remind myself of the pain I suffered during the breakup. I hated myself when I started to think if part of you is still within me.&lt;/span&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/2445573215514246266-8921085746501592782?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8921085746501592782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8921085746501592782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8921085746501592782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8921085746501592782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6679153977315296279</id><published>2008-10-26T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:10:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="display: block; font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" id="formatbar_Buttons" &gt;&lt;span class="on menu-top" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_FontSize" title="Font size" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);toggleFontSizeMenu();ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;blockquote face="courier new"&gt;"Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars- points of light and reason... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly, everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I almost teared when I read this paragraph!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I wna be Edward Cullen's girl toooooooooooo :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(Okay, everyone wants to be his girl now -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;December 18th :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I'm everything that you won't like. Yet, somehow, somewhat, you still like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(/Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;AHHHHHH, boyf better get well soon! D:&lt;&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/2445573215514246266-6679153977315296279?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6679153977315296279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6679153977315296279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6679153977315296279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6679153977315296279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/before-you-bella-my-life-was-like_26.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6264870727178136911</id><published>2008-10-26T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:11:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm everything that you won't like ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me: I think I like, buy the wrong stuffs alrd ley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jamie: HAHAHAHA I know you're a lit student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okyyyyyyyy, inside joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6264870727178136911?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6264870727178136911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6264870727178136911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6264870727178136911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6264870727178136911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-everything-that-you-wont-like.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1097159107594601453</id><published>2008-10-25T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:12:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm still waiting for boyf's phone caaaaaaal D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause his phone died on him again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rawrrrrrrrrr, quick get back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The online seller is effing crapzxzx I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is it that difficult to reply my email to answer me when are those bags coming to me 'cause we fricking waited for 2mths!!!!!!!!! (2MTHS LEY!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We ordered before promos and now we're like close to retaining and I STILL HAVEN'T GET THEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wlaoooooooooo, I'm going to spam her inbox now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Screw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Get back to me. NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mum is pissing the hell outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;She doesn't even keep to her words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't find it so much of a disgrace, mind you. If you would have minded that much, too bad then. I'm powerless and have no intention to change the fact for you 'cause that is my decision right from the very start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Boyf says I've to quarrel less with my mum so that it will be easier to convince her about this r/s in future so I'm staging a cold war with her nowwwwwwwwwwwwww. D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I got to humor boyf moreeeeeeeeeee 'cause I'm supposed to learn how to be a nice girlf :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I HATE BOO! D:&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Twilight series is awesome. Hiakhiakkkkkkkkkk. Back to my addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1097159107594601453?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1097159107594601453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1097159107594601453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1097159107594601453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1097159107594601453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-still-waiting-for-boyfs-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-431284040010595023</id><published>2008-10-24T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:15:24.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mum cheered me up a little :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Spent damn load of money todayyyyyyyyy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Twilight is damn fricking nice! I'm wondering does such sacrificial love even exist. I can't wait for the movie laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to bring the whole series back home tmrw :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;0824 is going to the museum tmrw! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;That's cool. (I mean, seriously.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I felt quite sad 'cause I came across to this junior's blog when I was bloghopping and the whole class was like, damn elated to be outta ChungChung and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yahhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm too lazy to describe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I thought grad would be something upsetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OPOPOP! There's dryrun tmrw and hell, I haven't even get my script out/ rehearse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-431284040010595023?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/431284040010595023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=431284040010595023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/431284040010595023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/431284040010595023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/mum-cheered-me-up-little-d-spent-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3361503380207198502</id><published>2008-10-22T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:15:41.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today is a happy and also, an unhappy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Finally I found someone who thinks exactly like meeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YAY, I think Huiteng is getting nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause she understands how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And, I think our OP slides damn chio now lorrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let's hope things go fine 'cause I still wanna have more memories with you :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I think pandas are cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Like ultra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's early bedtime todayyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Nighttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3361503380207198502?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3361503380207198502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3361503380207198502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3361503380207198502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3361503380207198502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-happy-and-also-unhappy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8639813472738155353</id><published>2008-10-21T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:56:44.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Communication breakdown?&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling lost all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8639813472738155353?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8639813472738155353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8639813472738155353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8639813472738155353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8639813472738155353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/communication-breakdown-im-feeling-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7892233843369691604</id><published>2008-10-19T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:29:42.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be the one to tell everyone I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in&lt;br /&gt;To a place I can begin to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just happy you're here to hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is stand close to you&lt;br /&gt;Be by your side&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is make the world revolve&lt;br /&gt;Around you and I&lt;br /&gt;What I would give up&lt;br /&gt;What I would go through&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I want to do in this lifetime is make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiakhiak. I just have a sudden urge to say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FREAKING LOVE MY BOYF CAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt quite bad 'cause I said something damn insensitive to him and yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;But, I always have my way to make it better lur, horrrrrrrrrr? :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for wed to come to hang out with you! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I know you're anticipating that too. Hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for 18Nov to come! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out at TP with Char and Kwan tmrwwwwwwwwwww. (YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;It had been years since I last seen that kuku woman.&lt;br /&gt;And, she agrees to give me topshop vouchers = I can shoppppppppppp! (DOUBLE YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp;amp;Mum agrees to bring me to high tea on Fri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A VERY HAPPY PERSON NOW &amp;amp;I feel like calling my boyf nowwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Me: HELLO! I miss you, boyf!&lt;br /&gt;Him: Why you so random.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Sad can, nv appreciate.)&lt;br /&gt;Aft 20min, go back studying ):&lt;br /&gt;Hiakhiak, but I'm still happyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I'm going to be uber nice to him tmrw ^^&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&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/2445573215514246266-7892233843369691604?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7892233843369691604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7892233843369691604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7892233843369691604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7892233843369691604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-be-one-to-tell-everyone-im-gone-ive_19.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6605018667828164861</id><published>2008-10-17T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:41:39.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed with Pw so I'm officially done with you. Go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;And boyf doesn't wna reply me. Why? 'Cause he rather interact with his notes! D:&lt;br /&gt;我竟然输给那些纸.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我突然很想用华语所以呢。。。&lt;br /&gt;我觉得我当你的女朋友当的好失败。我所给的，都不足以让你开心。每一次都会让你生气，担心。我也觉得很愧疚。每次道歉都觉得很没用，因为伤害都已经造成了。每一次向你道歉，都觉得很虚伪，以为这也帮不上忙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you typing in Chinese is sucha hassle that I decide against it. Damn. But yeah, main idea was. I'd been a rather bad girlf all these while despite the fact that I tried to give in to you, be more understanding and yadayada. This relationship is one that I had been looking forward to and I don't wna give it up easily but it's like. Y'know. I'm going to try harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: Boyf will only be enlisted on March = I can spend more time with boyf = I'm very happy = I'm also very worried 'cause it's diving unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss boyf's hugs. But. He don't wna hug me. Why? He rather hug his notes. See, his notes more important than me leyyyyyyyyyy ): ): ): Why like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6605018667828164861?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6605018667828164861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6605018667828164861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6605018667828164861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6605018667828164861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-pissed-with-pw-so-im-officially-done.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2521055239491550202</id><published>2008-10-16T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:10:17.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like crying D:&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a surge of emotions within me and it's making me feel like killing someone! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Pw is pissing the hell outta me and why do they abolish this crap thing for the next batch. I wna watch them suffer too.&lt;br /&gt;And that online seller is so fucking irresponsible and slow like wtf, I waited for 1and a half months you tell me now wait somemore. You might as well refund me. Crapzxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;You have exams big uh, I also have exams ok. And I screwed my exams up like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. No more alternatives. I'm set to hit the rewind button and undergo another of this 2years of education. This year had passed by too fast for me to even realize what I had been through. Wasted like damn a lot of time slacking and never ever waking up to the fact that I suck in my studies and continue wasting time. This year had been a mistake, maybe except for my clique and boyf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm too tired to even continue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2521055239491550202?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2521055239491550202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2521055239491550202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2521055239491550202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2521055239491550202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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p90 pl10"&gt;          &lt;span id="reply_content_202481369"&gt;&lt;cn&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkkkkkkk, picture of the zoo trip! I mean human pictures. Haha, shall post the documentary-like ones later. Got to do boyf's present first! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a damn fucking big loser today.&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling like one.&lt;br /&gt;Get it over.&lt;br /&gt;Got conned by some arse on our way back to Estelli's place.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I rather he con me than to do funny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for a diet plan cos boyf refuses to believe that I'll do so! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/cn&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/2445573215514246266-7308028030596689908?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7308028030596689908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7308028030596689908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7308028030596689908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7308028030596689908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-earworm-d-feel-like-some-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SPIRxRU-LzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DRg0yqXkiDA/s72-c/P1000461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-9001491772914347558</id><published>2008-10-10T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:21:15.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When a Girl is quiet, millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;When a  Girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl looks at you with  eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be  around.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl answers 'I'm fine' after a few seconds, she is not  at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are  lying.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl lies on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers  forever.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl wants to see you everyday, she wants to be  pampered.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl says 'I love you', she means it.&lt;br /&gt;When a Girl  says 'I miss you', no one in this world can miss you more than  that.&lt;br /&gt;Life only comes around once. Make sure u spend it with the right person....&lt;br /&gt;Find a Guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;br /&gt;Who calls you  back when you hang up on him.&lt;br /&gt;Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Who kisses your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off  to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his  friends.&lt;br /&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and  how lucky he is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, 'That's her!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm becoming more tweet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it makes sense what.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling damn lowlowlow that I don't feel like uploading all the photos at all.&lt;br /&gt;Another day. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling seriously sick.&lt;br /&gt;Boyf's hugs D:&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-9001491772914347558?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/9001491772914347558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=9001491772914347558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/9001491772914347558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/9001491772914347558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-girl-is-quiet-millions-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7695334759031866032</id><published>2008-10-10T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:22:39.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to the third month, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda missing you quite a lot now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7695334759031866032?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7695334759031866032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7695334759031866032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7695334759031866032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7695334759031866032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-to-third-month-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8786015979294377917</id><published>2008-10-07T23:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:40:10.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Am I not pretty enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Is my heart too broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Do I cry too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Am I too outspoken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Don’t I make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Should I try it harder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Why do you see right through me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I live, I breathe, I let it rain on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I sleep, I wake, I try hard not to break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I crave, I love, I’ve waited long enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I try as hard as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yknow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When people gets older, they tend to talk less though they have a wider vocab and tend to express themselves in other ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;At least that was what I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yet, recently. I find it quite difficult for me to tell others how I really feel. Communication barrier, I supposed. Whenever I am saying something, it isn't exactly what I wna express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Promos had been a rather big bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling quite lost all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I do not know what I want anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm afraid of making decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't feel like myself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Idk if I'm falling too deep 'cause it really spells happiness yet, I'm afraid to waking up, realising that I'm holding on to nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry that I'd disappointed you. Exchange of angry words would be better off rather than having you staring at me with those disappointed eyes. Not even a simple explanation manage to escape from my mouth. Did I mention... I really hate seeing myself failing your expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8786015979294377917?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8786015979294377917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8786015979294377917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8786015979294377917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8786015979294377917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/10/yknow.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-319856226451438318</id><published>2008-09-29T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:39:12.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Zoo today! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Pictures another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Damn tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jamie said she is damn proud of herself for being able to take pictures of those animals as though it's uh, documentary-like. So ya, I'll post it up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Met boyf for dinner :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm seriously damn pissed with all the traffic jams happening around my house area. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-319856226451438318?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/319856226451438318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=319856226451438318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/319856226451438318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/319856226451438318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/yayyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5982841089200859325</id><published>2008-09-28T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:39:32.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;50 most romantic things to do w your bf or gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. Watch the sunset together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2. Whisper to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3. Cook for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4. Walk in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;5. Hold hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6. Buy gifts for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;7. Roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8. Find out their favorite cologne/perfume and wear it every time you're  together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;9. Go for a long walk down the beach at midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;10. Write poetry for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;11. Hugs are the universal medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;12. Say I love you, only when you mean it and make sure they know you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;13. Give random gifts of flowers/candy/poetry etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;14. Tell her that she's the only girl you ever want.  Don't lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;15. Spend every second possible together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;16. Look into each other's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;17. Very lightly push up her chin, look into her eyes, tell her you love her,  and kiss her lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;18. When in public, only flirt with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;19. Put love notes in their pockets when they aren't looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;20. Buy her a ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;21. Sing to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;22. Always hold her around her hips/sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;23. Take her to dinner and do the dinner for two deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;24. Spaghetti? (Ever see Lady and the Tramp?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;25. Hold her hand, stare into her eyes, kiss her hand and then put itover your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;26. Dance together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;27. I love the way a girl looks right after she's fallen asleep with her head  in my lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;28. Do cute things like write I love you in a note so that they haveto look in  a mirror to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;29. Make excuses to call them every 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;30. Even if you are really busy doing something, go out of your way to call  and say I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;31. Call from your vacation spot to tell them you were thinking about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;32. Remember your dreams and tell her about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;34. Tell each other your most sacred secrets/fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;35. Be Prince Charming to her parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;36. Brush her hair out of her face for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;37. Hang out with his/her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;38. Go to church/pray/worship together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;39. Take her to see a romantic movie and remember the parts she liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;40. Learn from each other and don't make the same mistake twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;41. Describe the joy you feel just to be with him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;42. Make sacrifices for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;43. Really love each other, or don't stay together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;44. Let there never be a second during any given day that you aren't thinking about them, and make sure they know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;45. Love yourself before you love anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;46. Learn to say sweet things in foreign languages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;47. Dedicate songs to them on the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;48. Fall asleep on the phone with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;49. Stand up for them when someone talks trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;50. Never forget the kiss goodnight and always remember to say, 'Sweet dreams.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*Hints to boyf :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-5982841089200859325?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5982841089200859325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5982841089200859325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5982841089200859325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5982841089200859325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/50-most-romantic-things-to-do-w-your-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5146805700881943140</id><published>2008-09-27T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:39:50.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Had been reading some stuffs online and it just occured to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How uncertain life can be. Remember the times you felt that you owned the world and you were the happiest being around. The next moment, everything came crashing down. It seems quite difficult to keep one's heart loving you for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I had my hopes high up this time round. I hope, it won't be another failed attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okkkkkkkkkkkk, Promos are almost over! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Left with Lit and Chem Paper1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmmm, don't hold much hope for it anyw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Screwed Math and Chem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I thought I did like superb for Econs compared to MYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, we will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hope all 6 of us will be promoted (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, Promos had me drained mentally and physically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Was pretty. Ok, very bad to boyf these days ): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sorry boyf! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;People say you tend to take things for granted. Perhaps, I'd been taking you for granted these days, thinking that you would still be there for me no matter what happens. But well. Yknow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wouldn't have the slightest idea on how to carry on if you weren't here for me. Thanks for being my motivation and giving in to me so much recently :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, BOYF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went movie and dinner with boyf on Thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Waves of emotions were overwhelming me. Felt guilty, glad and insecure at the same time. But afterall, I'm glad that I finally apologised to boyf sincerely at the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Date with Clique on Friday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went to town and shop around. &amp;amp;yeah, bought quite some stuffs. (Stop being a spendthrift!) No pictures 'cause we were all shopping like some auntie !#@$#@%$#% squeezing through the crowd. But still, it had been a long time since we went shopping together w/o school uniform (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Met Boyf after his tuition for dinner and went home after that. Mum is finally back home after being away for 2weeks plus again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Practically wasted my day away today at AMK library with Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But yeah, it beats staying home the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Zoo on Mon with Clique! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YAY, I AM DAMN FRICKING EXCITED OVER IT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baking with Sam on Tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Date with Boyf on Wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't imagine anyone of us being left behind as we move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't fricking wait for Alevel to be over! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't wait for Wed to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Somehow, I think I'd been playing pretend all these while. It seems unreal &amp;amp;unlike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"You know yourself best."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yet, I can't even figure out who I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm missing you quite terribly now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-5146805700881943140?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5146805700881943140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5146805700881943140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5146805700881943140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5146805700881943140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello_27.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7934759354876462913</id><published>2008-09-21T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:41:07.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What if, I'm too afraid to even give it a try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Words of encouragement are failing me now :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7934759354876462913?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7934759354876462913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7934759354876462913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7934759354876462913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7934759354876462913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-if-im-too-afraid-to-even-give-it.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-833497349976047676</id><published>2008-09-21T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:41:41.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I think I've been pissing boyf off a lot recently ): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sorry boyf ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One more day to promos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ZzzZzzZzzZzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm so damn proud of myself for sitting in Mos for 10 straight hours and mug like some shitarsecrapfreakmuggertootnerd. Yeahyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-833497349976047676?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/833497349976047676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=833497349976047676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/833497349976047676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/833497349976047676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8458419319660645600</id><published>2008-09-17T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:41:56.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Prelims are ending tmrw. Promos are starting in like, 4more days I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But yeah, prelims end = I can meet boyf (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's the start of an emo + whining post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;At this rate that I'm coping with my studies. I doubt I can promote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Do our best now. We'll just accept whatever outcome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Easier said than done, I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Imagine yourself leaving a place you'd spent your 8months in. Imagine yourself in a class with no longer 24girls and 2 guys. Or rather, imagine yourself not even in the class with all your friends anymore. (Argh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, shouldn't I be more practical and start mugging now instead of whining here. (Yeahyo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I THINK MY BOYF IS DAMN FRICKING CUTEEEEEEEEEEE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'Cause he was damn sweet, like ultra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:D You must be one of my biggest motivation &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Off to bathe and studyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Chem Bonding is going to befriend me tonight (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8458419319660645600?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8458419319660645600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8458419319660645600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8458419319660645600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8458419319660645600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-749328475839583731</id><published>2008-09-10T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:42:13.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hello love, one month &amp;amp;a day had past :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;There will be many more months to come by, I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I think I'll miss you quite terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Prelims, promos and A level please be over soon :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Still, I should be glad that he calls me everynight. (HEH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Promos are in 10days. Like shitarsecrapkukufreakpig and Idk what else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I thought it was only yesterday when promos are like 40plus days away. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Nvrminddddddd. Bf says he'll mug with me after his prelims :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;STAY MOTIVATED! I'M SO FRICKING AWAKE NOW THAT I CAN STUDY FROM DUSK TO DAWN AND DAWN TO DUSK. (yeahyo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-749328475839583731?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/749328475839583731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=749328475839583731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/749328475839583731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/749328475839583731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-love-one-month-day-had-past-d.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4993965266805736326</id><published>2008-09-07T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:42:46.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You're in my head like a song on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All I know is I gotta get next to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yeah I gotta get next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sitting here turning minutes in the hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;To find the nerve just to call you on the telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cuz you don't know that I gotta get next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Maybe it's just my imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I see you stare just a little too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And it makes me start to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So baby, call me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I think you feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Maybe I, Maybe I, just gotta get next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Asked around and I heard that you were talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Told my girl that you thought I was out of your league&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What a fool, I gotta get next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's five in the morning and I can't go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cuz I wish, yeah I wish you knew what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baby, let's get together and end this mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hooked onto this song recently againnnnnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Self note: You're supposed to be doing your lit essay and study for tmrw's math test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm going to isolate from lappy from tmrw till 25Sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okkkkkk, no more seeing of boyf till idk when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Promos are like nearing. Like, seriously nearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Had a quarrel with mum ytd and blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hate the uncertainty. But, I hope you'll be able to have more faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I SWEAR I WILL STUDY LIKE THERE IS NO TMRW FROM TMRW ONWARDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello there, I think I'm going to miss you quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4993965266805736326?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4993965266805736326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4993965266805736326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4993965266805736326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4993965266805736326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-oclock-and-i-wish-that-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2848893158912719248</id><published>2008-09-06T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:43:10.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Things are happening too fast for me to even recognize what is going on in my everyday life. Promos are coming and I have no idea how to deal with it. It seemed like time is moving a lot faster than usual. Holidays are gone, and I have yet to complete any assignment or any revision. I wonder how do I finish that damn Econs revision package, Lit essay and presentation, Math tutorials, Chem tutorials. I'm totally behind whatever that they are lecturing. Zzz. Seriously, I'm fucked up with everything. Ok, I'm fucked up with myself 'cause I am so fricking nonchalant about my studies despite knowing the consequences and now, when I realised that time is really running out- I've no idea how to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzzZzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;School is starting. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Promos. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling sick. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ahhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hope you'll do well for prelims :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wipe of that makeup- what's in is despair&lt;br /&gt;So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot&lt;br /&gt;You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;br /&gt;I said, give me time.&lt;br /&gt;I said, stop pinning all your oh-so-wonderful dreams on me 'cause we both know that I'm incapable of fulfiling them for you.&lt;br /&gt;I said, just give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how often do you listen to what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;We should both wake up to our ideas, shouldn't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2848893158912719248?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2848893158912719248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2848893158912719248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2848893158912719248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2848893158912719248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8690077188365971802</id><published>2008-08-24T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:43:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am just like the sun and you the flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I’ll provide sunlight for you to blossom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sometimes, clouds will prevent me from reaching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But you’ll know that I’m always trying to reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just wait for the clouds to clear if you can’t receive my sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sounds cool. I mean ya, sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The gloomy weather is making me emooooooooooooo. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, it is 29days left. No more 3 in the front. Zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Feel damn sian diao + stressed + pissed. Crapshitarsekillyourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ARGH I'm saying so much but I still don't have the mood to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;PW is not helping in anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fucked upppppppppppppppp. Idk why I feel a sudden fustration within me now. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8690077188365971802?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8690077188365971802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8690077188365971802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8690077188365971802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8690077188365971802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-just-like-sun-and-you-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1001453922786780504</id><published>2008-08-21T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:44:55.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sometimes Literature can just piss the hell outta me no matter how much I've been telling myself that the text is interesting (which is true to a certain extent) and, it's really easy. Zzz. I've been on this fricking essay for hours and nothing intellectual comes out from my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Random note: I miss my boyf ): Though he pissed me off a lil just now 'cause I gave him like 30 missed calls and 5 msges before he decided to answer the phone. But still.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss you, boyf! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Heh, I love this week since I get to meet up with him like practically everyday :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1001453922786780504?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1001453922786780504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1001453922786780504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1001453922786780504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1001453922786780504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-literature-just-manage-to.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-5001444043729969823</id><published>2008-08-17T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:45:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;36days left to Promos. Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Damn Promos. I can't get started on studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ahhhh, and his prelims are starting too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Double Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Olympics is a major distraction ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Those athletics have super hot bodies and like what, zero body fats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Beach volleyball is super niceeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And, Phelps is hot :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went out with bf ytd (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Met him at school and went J8 and erm. Attempted to study. I can't find the mugging mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sam came over for a while. Tempted me to eat again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Stupid woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;blah. Walked around J8 like a zillion times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then bf went for tuition and I went to meet cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dinner with cousins and relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The moment I reached home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I fell asleep .________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;FATSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've been eating non-stop. I need to stop eating! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;EoM and Lit essay. Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-5001444043729969823?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/5001444043729969823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=5001444043729969823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5001444043729969823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/5001444043729969823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/08/36days-left-to-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7272323036204323010</id><published>2008-08-13T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:46:07.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nvm, aim for 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;50 enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;can promote gd enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;♥Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;haha, you siao ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;♥Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;♥Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i promote you treat me nicenice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;♥Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;not hawker centre fastfood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Justin, says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;go save this convo down, foooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood = motivation, you pig haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I SWEAR I LOVE JUSTIN WONG LIANGJIN (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss 4LY :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ok, I know there isn't much time left to promos. I know my studies sucks like anything. I know it is going to take a lot for me to promote. And I know it myself that I feel like giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I just wna fail promos so that my parents will be convinced that I should go poly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hearing that from others. Make me feel like doing so too ._____________. Sianzxzxzxz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm hungry ): But I ate a lot todayyyyyyyyyyyyy. AHHHHHHHHH, fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Did I mentioned that I like 9 now? :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7272323036204323010?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7272323036204323010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7272323036204323010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7272323036204323010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7272323036204323010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/08/justin-says-nvm-aim-for-50-justin-says.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7412708947967019791</id><published>2008-08-05T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:46:26.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mundane life. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Stagnant blog. I shall revive it soon. Soon. When I find the time. School is super duper boringxzxzxzxz and WR is being sucha ultimate bitch that Angel feels like poking her eyes and poke her upside down inside out. She. Robbed me of my sleep, robbed me of my studying time, robbed me of my happiness and blahblahblah. Ok, I exaggerated. But still. WR is not only a bitch, she steals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okayyyyyyyyy, I'm seriously sleepy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And I think I had been rather happy lately despite of some stuffs. Thank God I still have him and some other close friends :D Dang~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;I miss him badly D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went for some kids athletic trials on Friday. Apparently to help out and the kids are like super duper ultra cute. I mean, when was the last time you step into a primary school. So the main objective of this competition is for the kids to develop an interest in sports. But apparently, some nutcase teachers who are so goddamn driven by outstanding results don't see this point. XX primary school teacher came to our station, bringing like 10 kiddos with him. And seriously, they are good. Like way much better than other schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Teacher: You're so lousy. That's not good enough. You sit there and reflect on how lousy you are. I'm not going to send you to play anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;That was what the teacher say to every single kid for every single station. Like, wtfuckkkkkkkkkk. Either he is a totally crap arse who is totally nonchalant about the hurt he brought to others or he's just being insensitive. But either way, he isn't fit to be a teacher. What pissed all of us off was that he was so goddamn insensitive with his words, totally not giving a thought for the students' feelings. Helloooooooo~ they're only like what, 9 year old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okayyyyyyyy, I thought 4years of friendship would be able to withstand all kind of troubles. So I guess it's just my naive thinking. If you can just give this friendship up so easily, why the hell am I getting all so upset and trying to salvage this whole situation. I thought I couldn't find a friend like you anymore. You once knew me better than anyone. You were always there no matter what. We could spend hours on the phone not talking 'cause we knew what both of us were thinking about. Yet, now we're nothing more than strangers. Tell me if I should get sad over this loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7412708947967019791?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7412708947967019791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7412708947967019791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7412708947967019791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7412708947967019791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/08/mundane-life.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-443603711583803082</id><published>2008-07-20T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:47:10.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've been through this. It isn't that difficult, right? I wanna move on. I wanna see how things would turned out to be like. But, I'm scared... The fear of it is so great that I feel like backing out every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I hate it that the thought of escaping strikes me everyday 'cause I've no confidence in myself. To think of it, do I even deserve anything from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Idk why. But ytd's conversation made m&lt;/span&gt;e... Uneasy(?) Insecure(?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-443603711583803082?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/443603711583803082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=443603711583803082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/443603711583803082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/443603711583803082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-been-through-this.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1583831694487154325</id><published>2008-07-19T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:48:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(My stomach aches like crapxzxzxzxz.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm having cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm scared of Parent-Teacher Conf thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm happy 'cause  I bought my virgin shades for 13bux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm happy 'cause I bought a pair of DorothyPerkins pumps for 9bux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The staff said that I was cute :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I'm sian diaooooooooo... He's asleep! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sam is whining non-stop about her whoever. Ohya, &amp;amp;sam stayed over at my house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;SHE'S IRRITATING THE HELL OUTTA ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I learnt something new. Green helps people to get to sleep faster or wdv. I understand why I sleep so much now! I'm going to stop studying in my room. Specifically, my bed. Shucks. Imagine your bed calling out for you, "Come on, just lie and close your eyes for 5min."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mugging and shopping tmrw :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1583831694487154325?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1583831694487154325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1583831694487154325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1583831694487154325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1583831694487154325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-6562463899906179422</id><published>2008-07-10T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:49:02.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;D: 4Us. 0 for essay.  I supposed this is the worst ever results I can ever get. Depressing......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My results is affecting my mood. Badly. I'm snapping at everyone &amp;amp;blah. Fuck it. I'm pissed with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm tired D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AHHHHHHHH, weekends and tuesday quickly come~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-6562463899906179422?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/6562463899906179422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=6562463899906179422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6562463899906179422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/6562463899906179422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/d-4us.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3000672153200627623</id><published>2008-07-09T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:49:28.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Well I was there on the day&lt;br /&gt;They sold the cause for the queen,&lt;br /&gt;And when the lights all went out&lt;br /&gt;We watched our lives on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the ending myself,&lt;br /&gt;But it started with an alright scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the roar of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;That gave me heartache to sing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lie when they smiled&lt;br /&gt;And said, "you won't feel a thing"&lt;br /&gt;And as we ran from the cops&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so hard it would sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my high school career&lt;br /&gt;Spit on and shoved to agree&lt;br /&gt;So I could watch all my heroes&lt;br /&gt;Sell a car on tv&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the old guillotine&lt;br /&gt;We'll show 'em what we all mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, go away, just go, run away.&lt;br /&gt;But where did you run to? And where did you hide?&lt;br /&gt;Go find another way, price you pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like..... I can never live up to your expectations. I'm worn out. Have it ever occured to you that it's painful to see myself disappointing you over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;The moment you hung up on me was the worst D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate myself for breaking down over such small little stuffs when it's supposed to be make me stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What doesn't kill me, makes me stronger! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2445573215514246266-3000672153200627623?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3000672153200627623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3000672153200627623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3000672153200627623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3000672153200627623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-was-there-on-day-they-sold-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-4024055302438420937</id><published>2008-07-07T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:51:42.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Been sitting thinking bout you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And wondering why we are not getting along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So frustrated cause, what we had was a happy home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't know what the situation is, but I can tell in the way we kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We don't talk no more, it feels better when I’m alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sometimes I feel like there's no gettin through to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Like you don't appreciate all that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you gotta show me that you want me to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don't turn and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Baby I’m slowly falling out of love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How did we end up here this way, what are we gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I’m slowly falling out, baby we're tripping off silly things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boy I need you to meet me half way, if you want me to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I remember when, I be with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You checked on me and made time to call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But how things have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now I don't hear from you at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don't let your pride get in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On something we worked so hard, don't throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I’ve been trying to make you see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everything you need, is right here in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yawns, shagged D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Did I mention... I love late night phone calls :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haji Lane tmrwwwwwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;meeting of therapist. (Ohman, that's so cool lur.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I swear I'll complete my Math assignment by tmrw &amp;amp;finish up the cross-stitch asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-4024055302438420937?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/4024055302438420937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=4024055302438420937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4024055302438420937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/4024055302438420937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/been-sitting-thinking-bout-you-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2591412228541495504</id><published>2008-07-05T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:50:30.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;就这样简单你走过来    而我终于明白了    自己为何要存在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;慢慢的我已经离不开    因为我以爱上你了    没有任何感应的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;如果我说，爱你能不能永远相信    这一天想跟着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;跟你说你最爱的笑话    我想以后都能在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;每天想着你以变成习惯    一直幻想你在我身边&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;牵着你的手我和你甜蜜的走    世界宽的有一些无奈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;为何我只有一个    该怎么不怕孤单&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;说好了我们都要勇敢    就算不小心迷路了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;也能够听见你的    如果我说爱你能不能永远相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;这一天想跟着你    跟你说你最爱的笑话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;我想以后都能在一起    每天想着你以变成习惯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;一直幻想你在我身边    牵着你的手我和你甜蜜的走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;找到你的心多完美     所有感觉多特别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;想带你走到世界边缘    未来，不变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;这一天想跟着你    跟你说你最爱的笑话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;我想以后都能在一起    每天想着你以变成习惯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;一直幻想你在我身边&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;牵着你的手我和你甜蜜的走    我和你甜蜜的走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Earworm earworm :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;He's not replying me! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2591412228541495504?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2591412228541495504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2591412228541495504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2591412228541495504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2591412228541495504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/earworm-earworm-d-hes-not-replying-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3013881095145591304</id><published>2008-07-05T01:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:52:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SG5akW5V1PI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q-d1GTZ5GaY/s1600-h/so%2Bsmile3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SG5akW5V1PI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q-d1GTZ5GaY/s320/so%2Bsmile3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219208598836860146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hi. Hello. Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm shagged. Mentally. Some things happened. Like usual, I chose to run away from the problem by starting cold war again. It's not as though I don't wanna solve the problems between us. But... I suck at it. Idk how to confront it. Or rather, face you. We once said, Jc won't be affecting our friendship in any way. Somehow, it proved otherwise huh. We changed. (I mean, it's pretty obvious that we're no longer similar.) You have other interests, commitments, friends and yeah, so do I.  Well, things don't always happen the way we want them to be. The change you had, the long moments of silence we had, the disputes that we have, the unhappiness and disagreements screaming within us...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, it isn't supposed to turn this way right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"People change. Adapt to their changes. It's like, how your parents adapt to your changes too." Still, you're changing way too fast for me to adapt to it. It had been an issue troubling me for quite some time. &amp;amp;I supposed you have felt it too. But... it's soooooo us to keep silent about such problems. I hope, the situation will turn for the better. (I really hope so.) I supposed 4years of friendship isn't that easy to forgo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wellwell, got back my math paper, like, yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19.5/70. (Crap shit @#%$#^%*&amp;amp;^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;xx: Hey, what did you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yy: U la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;xx: High U or Low U?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yy: (huhhuhhuh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;xx: above 25 is high, below 25 is low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yy: WAH. Then I got high U leyyyyyy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's still a comfort okkkkkkkkkkk. (Rawr.) It's too late for regrets. Hmmm, at least MYE is allowing me to wake up to my ideas. So yadayada. Moral of the story, I'm really forcing myself to mug. Since there is only, 10 weeks to promos. I have no intention of retaining or on the verge of retaining once again. History doesn't repeat, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chem Spa was a total piss-me-off session where you spent 2 hours listening to this old blah screeching at her totally act cute &amp;amp;sharp &amp;amp;whatever voice. Irritated the hell outta me. (I think is everyone lor) All I could remember was her crushing us with her oh-so-classy opinions about how inadequete we are in terms of studies/ experimental techinques, contextual knowledge and lastly, our upbringing. Hellooooooo~ talking about upbringing (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Random-ness: Xiaxue and Dawn Yang's blog cat-fighting turned out to be quite interesting. Entertaining I supposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Which then brought me to think about this........ What is beauty? Is beauty that important? Which reminds me of my first GP essay. Is beauty essential for success in today's society? or something like this. Obviously, I've loads to comment about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went Bugis &amp;amp;Bras Basah with Rachel and Sam to get some art materials. Gossipped, like usual. Well, Sam and Rach has a lot to comment on ah lians attempting to look older than they are supposed to be, attempting to look pretty. (I mean who don't?!) when they are. urm. Average looking &amp;amp;spending the whole journey putting make up. It turns me off a little, but yeah. Overdoing certain things tend to lead to adverse results. Grab Mos, gaigai around Popular and shop-ed at Bugis Junction then tadaaaaa, ice cream treat. Went home, peng &amp;amp;sleep. Woke up with a fricking headache that has been hurting for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Oh, my tongue hurts ley. As in, it feels like I had scalded it or something. But I don't remember ley. &amp;amp;it had been there for like, 4days? It gets numb sometimes too. So I started whining and everything. Like usual, Sam &amp;amp;Rach told me to shut up and wait for it to subside. Not your tongue what!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's going to be a depressing week next week~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(3rdJul :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3013881095145591304?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3013881095145591304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3013881095145591304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3013881095145591304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3013881095145591304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SG5akW5V1PI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q-d1GTZ5GaY/s72-c/so%2Bsmile3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-3107693227627698262</id><published>2008-06-26T02:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:35:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKPrpohdeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ltvb7E9Evok/s1600-h/1985_rainbow_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 187px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKPrpohdeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ltvb7E9Evok/s320/1985_rainbow_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215889298521421282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(I miss the rainbow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;this song. Hmm, I wonder what will it be like if you weren't here when I needed support so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If the hero, never comes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you need someone, you're feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you wait for love, and you're alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you call your friends, nobody's home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You can run away, but you can't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Through a storm and through a lonely night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then I'll show you there's a destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The best things in life, they are free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But if you wanna cry: cry on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you need someone, who cares for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you're feeling sad, your heart gets colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yes I show you what real love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If your sky is grey oh let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;There's a place in heaven, where we'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If heaven is, a million years away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh just call me and I'll make your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When the nights are getting cold and blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When the days are getting hard for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I will always stay by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I promise you, I'll never hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AND KWAN PEIWEN YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO COME MY HOUSE TO STUDY OVERNIGHT FOR ECONS. SEE WHAT YOU DOING NOW. SLEEPING ON MY BED, HUGGING MY BOLSTER, SNORING AND DROOLING ALL OVER. I swear, it's impossible to wake her up. I tried. I tried. Talk, laugh, back to sleep. WAKE UP. Still tell people I sleep a lot. You don't seem any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(I hate you, Econs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3107693227627698262?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3107693227627698262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3107693227627698262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3107693227627698262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3107693227627698262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-hero-never-comes-to-you-if-you-need.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKPrpohdeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ltvb7E9Evok/s72-c/1985_rainbow_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-2685644085350507369</id><published>2008-06-26T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:33:55.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKMbXIWHZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Keni6znQPh8/s1600-h/what%2Bis%2Blove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKMbXIWHZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Keni6znQPh8/s320/what%2Bis%2Blove2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215885720141831570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I seriously need to blog 'cause I'm feeling so fricking un-motivated now. No link, I know. But I just wanna do something instead of watching CrissAngel on Channel5 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Remembered something all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;XX: What you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YY: Eating dinner at MOS now lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;XX: Huh, so cool ley. I've never eaten there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YY: (NANI?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;XX: So is it very high there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;YY: EH! Is Mos burger. Not M.O.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL) Tmd, you've so much brains to keep bluffing girls to date you. This kinda thing then you dk. Still tell others, "she like different wavelength as me ley."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's MYE now. &amp;amp;I'm getting quite. No, very emo about it. But it isn't time to start blabbering about my thoughts about my life and stuffs. Still.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. I really wonder what is my purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2. Am I really fit to call myself a christian when I'm totally back-sliding and behaving like this now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3. Is studies my only way to prove my mum that I'm not that exactly useless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4. What have happened to my studies? Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;5. Am I thinking too much about r/s problems and is he really the main reason why I can't fricking allow myself to get into a serious, lasting relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6. What's the world becoming when girls at age of 13 think that sex is no big deal and being a non virgin is so cool. &amp;amp;What's with the pact at some school in America where all the girs wanna get pregnant? They are even more upset to learn that they're not pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;7. What do I exactly want in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8. I've finally convinced myself that JC is a better alternative compared to poly/ aust. So how the hell am I supposed to get myself all motivated again to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;9. Why the hell am I so dependant on others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;10. Why do I miss you that badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6months have passed. There's only 1 and 1/2 more years left (Hopefully) for my JC education. Time passed so fast that I didn't even realise I have wasted so much time away. Probably spent the whole time whining about why the hell did I land myself into a Jc instead of going NP doing Psychology/ Childhood services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yknow. When love is gone, you can never get it back. When I told you I've fallen for you like, months &amp;amp;months ago. You chose to be nonchalant 'cause you felt that you aren't ready for commitment. Now, when I'm finally over you, getting so used with my everyday life. You told me, "Look, I like you too. But I'm still unable to convince myself to commit into a r/s 'cause I'm unable to give up my singlehood enjoyment (like clubbing, flirting and blahblahblah, I supposed) for you. Still, I like you to be mine." Hey mister. Nice joke. From eyecandies to crushes, back to friends to close friends. &amp;amp;now, how do you want me to react? It started so long back then  &amp;amp;there's no way things could get back like before either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I fricking hate MYE not because of those stress + studying + crappy mood swings and blah. But, I just can't see him for like sososo many days. RawrRawrRawr. I don't mind having morning papers (At least there's a chance to see him.) It's okkkkkkkkkk. Mye is going to be over for him soon. &amp;amp;Mye is going to be over in like, 14hours later :D I seriously need to lepakkkkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2685644085350507369?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2685644085350507369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2685644085350507369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2685644085350507369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2685644085350507369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-seriously-need-to-blog-cause-im.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SGKMbXIWHZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Keni6znQPh8/s72-c/what%2Bis%2Blove2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-8778446370311832970</id><published>2008-06-17T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:33:32.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For the first time. (Maybe not exactly the first time.) I really felt that I had done my friend wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went out with Char today &amp;amp;it was supposed to be like a shopping trip &amp;amp;blah. Yadayada, a random thought occured- take neoprints. (Yes, laugh laugh laugh. I know it's bimbo &amp;amp;childish &amp;amp;whatsoever.) So yeah, we went to take neoprints. (I feel dumb saying this. Crap) then we left our belongings at one corner while decorating the pictures. (Like, you know?) So Char's bag was more to the outside &amp;amp;I was like nearest to the bag. So it's like, obviously I got to take care of her belongings right. (Duh~) But the next moment, the bag was stolen by some goddamn fucker. Rawr. My bad. And well, she's close to tears and hell. I felt fucking guilty but there's nothing I could do. Explain helplessness. Apologised to her but she keep saying it was alright, and that makes everything worse. Saw her mum screaming like nuts at her. Felt even more guilty. &amp;amp;yeah, almost cried. In short. This is totally fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Angel. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;eh woman. sorry leyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Angel. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;do you need a spare phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;( C .)/ Call if u need to find me, please don't sms me. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;its ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;( C .)/ Call if u need to find me, please don't sms me. said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH. Crap. I feel crap. Crappier. Much more crappier. I wna shoot myself down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8778446370311832970?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8778446370311832970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8778446370311832970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8778446370311832970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8778446370311832970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-1651396414945019884</id><published>2008-06-16T01:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:33:11.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's yet another post 'cause I'm feeling goddamn f emo. STOPIT. You're thinking too much, Angelina. It's just another failed love story. Well, why am I even bothered with it to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;GO AWAY HEADACHE. YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF FURTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;D: Mood swings, please go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-1651396414945019884?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/1651396414945019884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=1651396414945019884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1651396414945019884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/1651396414945019884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-yet-another-post-cause-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-7585552966499419576</id><published>2008-06-16T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:32:56.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dead blog dead blog. Ok, I shall blog 'cause he asked me to blog. Yadayada, in short. I'm trying to figure out what can I blog about since my life had always been that un-colourful and blah. Like, it isn't that happening as others 'cause I don't have a sad love life, big quarrels or whatever. In short, just nothing interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wonder how are you supposed to react to your friend's sudden change in character. Does it really occur to you that your friends actually love you more than he does 'cause at least your friends won't be the one hurting you, breaking you down into pieces. Once again, you chose him over us. &amp;amp;worse, you chose to hide it from us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tada, once again. Ivan Lim had me thinking through of the defination of love. You know people often say, if you feel at ease with a guy that you're dating, it's actually a good start. But well, you feel at ease with your guy friends too what. So, you might as well hang around with your guy friends instead. Right? Okk, that was just a random thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I tell certain things to my friends and certain things to my girlfriend. A r/s last longer when you don't tell your partner everything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;NANI?! Okkkkkk, that's the first time someone said that to me. Still, isn't your partner supposed to be someone closest to you other than your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can anyone explain to me how are you supposed to feel when you like someone?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm not emo-ing not emo-ing. It's just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My. Studies. Are. Driving. Me. Nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rawr, that sucks. After spending 6hours studying, I realised I still dk how to do those questions. So yada, I ended up crying. This is retarded~ I'm afraid of MYE. Did I hear myself saying I won't let history repeats when school just started? Damn. It is like. The same old disappointment and sense of failure eating my motivation away. The feeling of your own hardwork not being paid off seems quite demoralising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mug harder, Angelina Huang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(AHHHHHH~ Zomg, he is so cuteeeeeeeee.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hmm, one more month to his birthday. HEH. I shall think about that soon. Random part but he is like, super cute 'cause he texted me to don't tune in to the radio in case I get freaked out by the horror story thing again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ok, I know I sound dumb but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Stop missing him. Think about your results!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-7585552966499419576?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/7585552966499419576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=7585552966499419576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7585552966499419576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/7585552966499419576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/dead-blog-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-270020294613028732</id><published>2008-06-09T02:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:32:35.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's so fricking lateeeeeeeee. Not exactly very late. But well. I'm not spending my time wisely like, mugging or sleeping? Lack of sleep had caused me to mix my days up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm blogging for the sake of blogging 'cause.. I haven't been blogging for a very long time(?) Nani, I don't care how horrendous my english is and whatsoever alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;He says he is going to wake up at 8 to study. Wellwell, we shall see alright (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp;I promised Ivan Lim I'll meet him at 1030 at Singpost &amp;amp;I said, "Trust me, I won't be late for sure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tmd. He knows I know. Sure late one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I'm currently hooked on to reading this book called, "The Art Of Profiling" (Ivan Lim recommend one lorrrrrrrrr.) and watching crap videos from youtube and stuffs. Yes, I know it's lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Someone told me that it takes 2weeks to form a habit. (HEH!) I think that's why messaging you is like my habit alrrrrrrrrr :D So it's like. Rawr. I shall not say about it here. This is when my diary comes into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, I actually typed a whole long fricking post about what happened to me for the past week. But my retarded hand chose to click on the teenyweeny cross at the top right hand corner so pffff. I think Huiteng's blog tells everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-270020294613028732?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/270020294613028732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=270020294613028732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/270020294613028732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/270020294613028732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-so-fricking-lateeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-429555829119445563</id><published>2008-06-03T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:32:07.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;OUR GPP WAS APPROVED :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(like finally.) Can you even understand how happy that is. I love you for a moment, PW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Went gaigai with Huiteng and Estelli. Rawr, blog more later when I'm done with transferring files from my #$#% phone to my old poke SonyEricsson phone and update + charge player and mugging which means. I doubt I'll really blog today. (My phone is pissing the hell outta me and I'm spilling vulgarities out like nobody's business 'cause even MSN is not cooperating me. Wtf.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I SWEAR MY PHONE IS A BIMBO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-429555829119445563?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/429555829119445563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=429555829119445563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/429555829119445563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/429555829119445563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-gpp-was-approved.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-8314925276810437150</id><published>2008-06-02T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:31:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAD :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-8314925276810437150?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/8314925276810437150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=8314925276810437150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8314925276810437150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/8314925276810437150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-dad-d-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-2284531253939719794</id><published>2008-06-01T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:31:32.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SEK7gnHIEeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dJpsVW1fO_c/s1600-h/chungcheng+lake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 201px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SEK7gnHIEeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dJpsVW1fO_c/s320/chungcheng+lake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206930288122794466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I miss you, ChungCheng D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Hello mister, see. There's really a lake in ChungCheng.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The super long distance that we have to walk, the super eerie toilets, the super cheena building structures, the "cut-queue" habit everyone has, squats and detention/in-house suspension at foyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm missing everything about ChungCheng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(So, I decided to quit typing everything out since I'm having inadequecy in my vocabulary to pen down all my thoughts &amp;amp;it's high time to stop emo-ing about ChungCheng and Loyalty so that I can start my study plan.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I pray. No 4Us, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;D: I REALLY HEN XIANG CHUNG CHENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Angel. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HOW COME I DIDNT APPRECIATE IT LAST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;shi qu le cai hui dong de qu zhen xi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;aiyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;you getting emo ovr it again sia you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;evry month 1 time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;KWAN. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;like menses sia you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Grandma had a fall and was admitted to hospital D: Rawr, Singaporeans ought to be more considerate and stop pushing each other down the bus. But yah, Grandma's doctor ic was quite an attraction. (LOLOL) Cousin said that too okkkkkkkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-2284531253939719794?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/2284531253939719794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=2284531253939719794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2284531253939719794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/2284531253939719794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-you-chungcheng-d-hello-mister.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zYvLl7Qawno/SEK7gnHIEeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dJpsVW1fO_c/s72-c/chungcheng+lake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2445573215514246266.post-409221740700956640</id><published>2008-06-01T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:30:55.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I know how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; To wake up without her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Lying here all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Just thinking about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Her hold on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; it's something indescribable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I know she knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; But won't you please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; If you see my girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Just tell her i miss her smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Tell her I'm counting the minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Gonna see her in a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Cause I know when she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Holds onto me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; She's the one thing that I could never live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Tell her I love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Just tell her I love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; The way that she moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; You know what it does to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; When I catch her eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I can hardly breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Still can't believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Her hold on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; She's just so indescribable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I know she knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; But won't you please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Every time that I'm around her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I just go to pieces crushing, tumbling to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt; I'm so glad I found her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This is getting too retarded. 'Cause I burst out crying while doing my work and on the phone. The thing is, I've no idea what am I crying about (?!) Get a lifeeeee. THIS IS SO FRICKING RETARDED. (You rock, you simply spent 4mins 13 secs to get me to cry.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I'm still unable to stop thinking about it. How long more will it takes to stop bothering me. Please brainwash me that the incident doesn't mean anything, doesn't affect anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(I realised I'm with Estelli more than I'm with my parents That is so gay. &amp;amp;gross. Rawr.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wanpei told me something that pissed me off. Not exactly pissed me off. But just disappointed. I think I would be more than happy to hear you telling me that yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This is not an emo posttttttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HAHAHAHA, ok. I think I love 30th May :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(&amp;amp;yayyyyyy. Managed to talk on the phone with him :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rawrrrrrrrrr, I really ought to stop staring at my phone and get you outta my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;One more day wasted. Nvrm, I shall study tmrw instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-409221740700956640?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/409221740700956640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=409221740700956640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/409221740700956640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/409221740700956640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-know-how-it-feels-to-wake-up-without.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</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-2445573215514246266.post-3380501103236414509</id><published>2008-05-31T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T03:30:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(HEH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2445573215514246266-3380501103236414509?l=a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/feeds/3380501103236414509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2445573215514246266&amp;postID=3380501103236414509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3380501103236414509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2445573215514246266/posts/default/3380501103236414509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-tragicaffair.blogspot.com/2008/05/ddddddddddd-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>outcasted romance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05899273628852819720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
