<?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-4118704301393939616</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:52:14.102+08:00</updated><category term='==--She likes him..But he hates her..--=='/><category term='n'/><category term='Quote by Geetha- &quot;I love him... But does he..?&quot;'/><category term='-Waiting to watch Singapore Idol.-'/><category term='Erielle&apos;s house is awesome. Am so going to come to her house for Christmas and everytime i get a chance to come. xD'/><title type='text'>The Story Of A Fading Memory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6074974064456160299</id><published>2011-09-03T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:51:10.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'VE MOVED TO A DIFFERENT SITE. [:&lt;br /&gt;www.flymetothemoontonight.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;COME VISIT. LOL. IF YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, NO HATERS.&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA. :D&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/4118704301393939616-6074974064456160299?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6074974064456160299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-moved-to-different-site.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6074974064456160299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6074974064456160299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-moved-to-different-site.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6923317067158917122</id><published>2010-12-11T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:40:25.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life can be such a bitch sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I love writing that. Kind of makes the blog much more personal. So, I'm blogging again after another long break. I knew I would let the blog die again. Lol. Good thing I hadn't made any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging by the heading I had given this post, I'm guessing that my current mood isn't very hard to place. Yeap, I'm in quite a foul mood. Well, maybe 'foul' isn't the right word. 'Sad' would be a more fitting term to use. But the sadness had already started engulfing me, once again, since the day I turned sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th December 2010. The day I had officially turned sixteen. The day had been downright fucked up. Seriously, I'm not being dramatic or whatsoever. My birthday had been a fucked up mess. My FATHER didn't wish me. Not at all. It's either he forgot, couldn't be bothered or was holding things against me. All three &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excuses &lt;/span&gt;are equally upsetting, so it makes no difference with regards to which is the correct reason. I mean, he's my Father for god's sake. I've loved him all my life and this is what I get for having stood up for my rights that past one week. Is defending myself a crime? I can't just keep succumbing to him and not spare myself a thought. I'm not a saint who sacrifices everything she has. I'm human too.&lt;br /&gt;As if my father not wishing me wasn't enough, my phone had been astoundingly silent that whole day. Sure, I got tons of wishes on FB. But it would have been nice if someone, other then my sister and Jboi, had taken the effort to call me up and wish me. I could even bet that a few had forgotten. A few who I had thought of as my closest friends. Better still, one of my closest friends didn't wish me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is where I start ranting about the ridge that has formed between me and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love them, I really do. I know it's my fault for not being there often enough. But a true friendship would last through all that. Most of my attention and energy is often caught amidst family matters. I'm left little and sometimes nothing at all to channel into my friendships. Then again, like I had mentioned before, a true friendship would last through all of that. A true friend would understand and give their all to uphold the friendship we share. To make is last. Instead, I've found myself becoming the dummy whose back they enjoy stabbing these days. I'm not going to elaborate any further about what's happening. I would rather talk about how I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling lonely. Completely and utterly alone. I'm surrounded by so many people, yet the loneliness has engulfed me once again, bringing sadness along with it as well. I had grown very close to my sister, but I've come to realise that no matter how close we are, there are certain things that I can't help with. Things that requires her friends' help and not mine. And of course, when she's down at times, she would seek out her friends instead of me. I don't blame her, though. It's my fault for not knowing how to help her. All I can do is stay silent and let her have her space. Besides, she's 21 and I'm only 16. I'm glad that she confides in my often about everything, but does it change the fact that her friends would always come first? Hm. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I sound jealous. Maybe i am. Jealous about the fact that I can't help her like her friends help her. Once again, it's not her fault. Blame it on my inability to help her. I'm pretty darn useless when she cries and such. I just stand there not knowing what to do. I would probably be afraid as well, since I don't know what would make her snap. I'd be afraid about ruining her already ruined mood with my annoying chatter. Yes, I know I'm annoying. You know, if it wasn't for her, my 16th birthday would have been completely disappointing. She had called me up, wished me, told me she loved me and made my day. How I wish I could also make her day with just a single sentence. I'm starting to feel like I'm failing her as a sister. I mean, she understands me so well and knows what to say to make me happy. I, on the other hand, have got not a single clue what to do when she's down and let fear overwhelm me, keeping my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are my sister's friends. Jboi, is the only one who I've grown close to. I've managed to come out of my shell and learned to be a little less introverted around him. I'm totally fond of him. He's like an awesome brother to me. Still, there's still such a huge gap in our friendship. I can't deny the glaring truth, can I? The fact that he would always be my sister's friend and not exactly mine. Every one of the boys would always be my sister's friend and not mine. Once again, it's not their fault. I guess it had been foolish of me to look for friendship amidst them since my own friends had drifted away from me. I mean, if my own friends would drift away from me, what's the point of trying to befriend my sister's friends? [ Yes, i know how confusing it sounds. But blehh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this would bring us back the whole 'I'm feeling so lonely' thing again. I just feel so alone. Like I'm the only person on a ship in the middle of a ocean. Surrounded by water, yet utterly alone. I'm yearning for some attention. Yearning for some love and care. I, too, want someone to always be there for me, call me in the middle of the night, bring me out, give me surprises, make me come out of my shell, make me laugh endlessly and help me smile no matter how sad I might feel. Someone to take away this agonizing feeling of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be totally honest, okay? I feel so lonely that I don't see the point in living anymore. My father no longer loves me and I don't wish to talk to him either, my mother hardly has time to listen to me, my friends have left me and my sister doesn't need another burden in her life. Yea, that's what I feel like. Like an unwanted burden. What's the point of forcing myself, a burden, onto others right? I've tried shutting out, but it never really works. I've tried to ignore how I feel, but it doesn't work either. Eventually, the feeling of loneliness attacks me once again and would have it's death-like hold around my neck, choking me slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm standing in the middle of a room filled with light, yet I feel like I'm surrounded by nothing but darkness. I'm standing on solid ground, yet I feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper into an empty void filled with nothingness. I'm standing on the rooftop while the cool air's brushing against my skin constantly, yet I feel like my body's being burned a white-hot flame. I'm pointing at all the different people in an attempt to find the source for this mayhem, yet it seems my finger points back to me and tells me i'm the one to be blamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-6923317067158917122?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6923317067158917122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-can-be-such-bitch-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6923317067158917122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6923317067158917122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-can-be-such-bitch-sometimes.html' title='Life can be such a bitch sometimes'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1794546100177099460</id><published>2010-09-02T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:41:51.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good times just keep coming, don't they?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I guess i had been right to ask myself to chuck away those feelings i had mentioned in the post before this. I hadn't been expecting my 'love' life to take such a drastic turn. Though, i think i've gotten a little used to it by this point. Every time, EVERY TIME i find myself crushing on someone, it so happens that a friend of mine crushes on that very same person. And it gets better. Without fail, they would come to me and break the news before i even get the chance to sort my feelings for the person out. I would have to hide the hurt and shock, put on the best smile i can and congratulate them. What's worse is that they would ask me for advice. Ask me for help. 'What to do? Do you think he likes me? Can you put in a good word with him for me?' and i'll have to say 'Sure, he likes you. You should go confess to him. I'll definitely put in a few good words for you'. Always the same thing. I'm getting a little sick and tired of it. Not to sound like a bitch, but don't i deserve to crush on someone and not have to give him up for my friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value my friendship which is why i can't seem to tell them that i like the same guy they do. I force myself into giving up my feelings for this certain someone so that it wouldn't come between me and my friend. Besides, compared to my friends i probably don't stand a chance, do i? I keep telling myself that it's for the best. That my friends deserve to be happy. But don't i deserve to be happy as well? I try to talk myself into believing that i'll be perfectly fine. Still, the damage has been done and the hurt just won't go away. It gnaws at me from within, claws at my insides and shreds my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, i LOVE my friends. However, i would like to able to crush on someone without having to give that certain someone up. Sure, i hadn't been very sure of my feelings for the 'person' i had mentioned in the post before. But obviously, it wasn't just my imagination that had churned up that feeling. I truly did feel the 'affection' i had talked about. I couldn't stop myself as i fell harder for him with every passing minute. Hours later, my friend comes to me and tells me how much she likes him and pops my little bubble of hope. You have no idea how much it hurts, really. I mean if it happened just once, maybe it wouldn't feel this bad. But it hasn't just happened once. It has happened so many freakin' times. There's only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt; a girl can take, ya'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first crush goes down the drain when he comes to me, telling me he likes my friend. I ended up match-making them. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;The next few crushes went down the drain as well when my friends came to me, telling me how much they liked the said next few crushes.&lt;br /&gt;And now, this. I'm giving up my feelings for someone all over again for a friend who i don't wish to lose. But do i want to lose this certain someone i like? Obviously not. Of course, i can't keep them both. I had to choose and god forbid me, i chose. I chose my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, i'm not wallowing in self pity. I'm simply trying to mend my constantly broken heart by pouring out my thoughts and feelings in here. This blog of mine has become more personal. Which is why i made it private. I want this to be my internet diary. A diary that only i, and perhaps one or two others, can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just.. Wish that it didn't have to keep ending like this. Ending with me sacrificing my feelings. It hurts. It hurts a whole bloody lot. And honestly, my feelings for this 'certain someone' was somewhat different than my feelings for the other 'certain someones'. It was more.. Stronger. More prominent. I had definitely been falling for him hard. Very hard. It's going to take some time to get over it. It's happening all too soon. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;started to realise my feelings for him and already i have to give it up for a friend? Not an easy feat. I doubt i'll be able to get over my feelings for him anytime soon. Who knows? I might even try and wait for him. Of course, i would have to deal with the feeling of guilt then. Guilty because i liked the boy my friend liked. Guilty because i couldn't get over him even though i knew she liked him. How unfair. I have to deal with all this and keep her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when i see that smile of my friend's face, thinking that he was only hers, it makes me think that maybe, just maybe, my suffering might be worthwhile. Making her happy makes all the pain go away. For the moment, at least. Knowing that her hopes and feelings didn't have to be crushed like mine did was a piece of information which was soothing in its own way. Seeing her joyous and love struck makes all the suffering seem so worthwhile. Well, what do you think? Is it worthwhile? I just can't give up my friendship for a boy, even though the boy happens to have made me fall head over heels for him ( Lol. Cheesy or what? Don't mind the cheesiness. x.x ). Good friends are hard to come by and i might as well treasure this friendship while i still have it. Why wreck my friendship for a boy who i hardly think i have a chance with, eh? If it makes her happy and if it makes him happy then i might as well just stay like i am now. Be the girl who has to hide her feelings for him and helps with getting her friend and him together. Okay, now i'm really starting to sound like i'm wallowing in self pity. Blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to stop talking about it for now. It just hurts even more to think about it. So yea, let us move on to a lighter topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was Shieh Ying's birthday. She's turned sixteen! And i'm still about three months away from turning sixteen. =/ Anywho, we celebrated her birthday and it was super duper duper duper fun! Seriously! Check the pictures out of FB. ;D I loved the cake, all the laughter and all the smiles. It lifted up my spirits which had been a little down. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ying, Ms Drama Queen,&lt;br /&gt;I totally and absolutely &lt;3 you. Haha. In a sister-sister friend-friend way. She's cute, dramatic and completely huggable. Lol. Is that even a word? Huggable. d: Anywaaays, she's super smart and extremely funny. I'm lucky to have found a friend like her. (: I'm lucky to have found friends like the rest of THEM as well. Too lazy to type out the names. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so, this is where i should probably get going. My post is freakin' long. Lol. Oh and i changed the blogskin. I didn't want something that was white or black. Kinda got tired of those colours so i chose something like beige. I think it looks simple and nice, just the way i like it. (: Okieeee. Imma take off now. Bye Bee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1794546100177099460?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1794546100177099460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-times-just-keep-coming-dont-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1794546100177099460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1794546100177099460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-times-just-keep-coming-dont-they.html' title='The good times just keep coming, don&apos;t they?'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1437908915943735319</id><published>2010-09-01T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:54:02.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kryptonite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;If i'm Superman, then you're my kryptonite. (:&lt;br /&gt;Translation: You're my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that phrase up there is actually my FB status right now. Hee~ Sooo. Well, i was reading through my posts the other night and i realized that it's been a rather long time since i sounded like a love-struck girl who loved to write totally cheesy things and what not. Damn, how embarrassing. Lol. Then again, i was 15 then and 15 now (Though, i'll be turning 16 in about three months time). I can't help it. (: What kind of a girl would i be if i didn't sound love-struck now and then, eh? So, i've decided to rant about 'love' today. Muahaha. Don't like it? Here's the solution: See that red box at the top right-hand corner of the page with a big cross in it? Click on it and you wouldn't have to read this post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so, let us begin. It's amazing how i used to like a certain someone a little too much even though i knew perfectly well that i didn't have a chance with him. Totally stupid of me. But at least i've gotten over it now. (: Honestly, i have. Come to think of it, i haven't had time for anything related to love. I've been totally busy with school and family. Guess, being a teenager isn't as easy as it should have been. I know a few people who are single and feel totally lonely. They're almost desperate to find someone to love. I, on the other hand, feel the opposite way. I'm single and feel totally happy just the way i am. I'm perfectly fine with the way things are right now. Really, i do. Perhaps it could be because i've been too busy to actually have the time to feel desperate for love? I don't know. It might also be because i've convinced myself that i don't need anything to do with relationship after having seen so many people suffer while they were in relationships. That might just be it. I'm scared. Scared of getting myself into a relationship. It's the fact that it might be doomed that scares me. In my earlier days, i might have been prepared to face that doom, but i'm no longer prepared. All that bravado has melted away over the years as i watch people i know go through so much agony because of relationships. So i've persuaded myself into thinking that i don't need any relationships. Convinced myself that i'm be perfectly fine with being single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is where i mention how most people are barely able to escape the clutches of love. Or well, in most teenagers' case, what they presume to be love. I, for one, don't think that it's possible to find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; at this age. It's impossible. Or at least, almost impossible. Teenagers are still a little behind on the maturity scale to actually find love. What comes at this age is called affection. Or maybe even lust. Either, or. Who knows? It's hard to differentiate the two things when struck by 'em. Whatever it is, i don't think it's wrong to get involved in a relationship, though. It's perfectly fine if both parties don't step out of the line and don't let it affect their studies. A good relationships will definitely bring forth a perfect balance between studies and everything else. Am i even making sense? Okay, never mind. Let's just move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you're probably wondering what's up with the lecture on what love is and blah, blah, blah. Well, i think i might be feeling that affection for someone. I don't know for sure, but yea. There you have it. However, there's a slight problem. I don't know why, but i just feel like this will never work out. I feel like i'm just way too out of his league. And maybe i am. It's at times like this that i would love to get a few reassurances. A few encouraging words. Of course, no matter what i got, there will always be a question lingering amongst my thoughts. Am i really worthy enough for him?&lt;br /&gt;When you compare him to me, the difference is just so prominent. So evident. Maybe it's best i chucked this feeling away before it grew into something bigger? Because, honestly, i'm not prepared to get my hopes high only to have crushed mercilessly. Remember the phrase "The bigger you are, the harder you fall" ? The bigger this feeling gets the harder it'll fall and crash. Not a good thing. Best if i got rid of it before if grew.. Still, it's easier said then done. However, i'm just gonna try. Who knows? It might be nothing more than just my imagination that had churned up this feeling, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess that's about it folks. Enough chattery about 'love'. I have ta go before my mom starts shouting at me so that i'll get off the computer (I've been on for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt;). Oh and before i go, here are a few songs that i'm recommending for people to hear. They might be old, but they're awesome anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;-Best I Ever Had by State of Shock&lt;br /&gt;-Innocence by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;-Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;-Here Without You by 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;-Love Game by Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;-A Total Eclipse Of The Heart ( Glee cast version )&lt;br /&gt;-4 Minutes ( Glee cast version )&lt;br /&gt;-Beth ( Glee cast version )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally before i part, i would like to announce officially to the whole world that i'm a total GLEEK. (: Glee is the best show ever. WATCH IT! d: And if you're one of those people who hate Glee, lemme tell you this: You're a sad excuse for a living thing and you can go and jump off a building for all i care. Heee~ Right, i should better go. Bye Bee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1437908915943735319?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1437908915943735319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/09/kryptonite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1437908915943735319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1437908915943735319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/09/kryptonite.html' title='Kryptonite'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4589405895669703844</id><published>2010-08-31T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:43:23.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting, as usual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Once again, i've failed to keep my blog alive. xD Sorry. Can't help it. It's become a habit, i guess. So, no more empty promises saying that i'll revive my blog and keep it alive. Oh, and no more trying to convince myself that i'll be able to keep the blog alive. I figured it's just not gonna work. My blog's eventually gonna die again before i revive it for the millionth time and then let it die again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so, what have i been up to these days? Well, i've been studying like i have never before and this is where the list of things i had done this month ends, excluding daily necessities and such. You get my point, don't you? No? Okay, i'll make it simpler for you. The point: I've been studying for my N-levels. Yes, yes. You heard right. I'm studying. Honestly, i am. Don't start giving me those looks of disbelief! I'm already getting enough of those looks from my mother when she comes home to see me sitting at the table with my textbooks all around me. She would be all "I can't believe it. You're studying?". Seriously, why is it so hard for people to believe that i'm studying? Okay, maybe it's because i'm not the studious kind. But i am now. First, she complains that i don't study at all. And when i do study, she refuses to accept it. Mothers. Their so hard to understand sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.. There's been this big worry of mine that's been bugging me for a while now. And what better way to get rid of that worry than to rant in my almost dead blog, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;One word: N-levels.&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, i'm not scared of my Ns. I'm just nervous, you know? The kind of nervousness you'll experience when you're about to stand in front of your whole school and make an announcement. I'm not sure why i'm nervous though. Is it the same as being scared? I don't really think so.. Blehhh, i don't know! I'm kind of confused. Perhaps, i just want to go to Sec 5 so badly that suddenly the Ns have become my biggest worry? And the fact that it's my biggest worry is making me nervous? Nervous because i might not do well or something along that line? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on. There are just soooo many movies i wanna watch. Seriously, so many. Why do all the good movies have to be released during the time where i'm not able to catch 'em? =/ It always happens to me! Always. =.= Right, so, here's a list of the movies i want to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Salt&lt;br /&gt;-Inception&lt;br /&gt;-The Last Airbender&lt;br /&gt;-Despicable Me&lt;br /&gt;-Sorcerer's Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;-Eclipse ( I STILL haven't watched that movie. =.= )&lt;br /&gt;-The Last Song ( STILL haven't watched that movie either. =.= )&lt;br /&gt;-StreetDance 3D&lt;br /&gt;-Step Up 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. The list of the movies i want to watch.. For now. I've got a feeling it's gonna become even longer within the next month. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow's Teachers' Day. Happy Teachers' Day to all the amazing teachers out there! You guys RULE (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh! I would like to talk about today's Teachers' Day celebration in my school. I have to say, it's the best teachers' day celebration i've ever been part of. Honestly! The performances was great and the videos were touching. (: I would like to talk about a few people at this point. Shaza, Junior, Is, Sara, Aswan and Ben were simply astounding! A big thumbs-up to all six of them for their amazing performances. :D The dance performances were amazing as well. (: Oh and Andrew and team, you guys did the rendition of Glee's Don't Stop Believing pretty well as well. Hmm, did i miss out anyone? If yes, i'm sorry. d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay. I would love to rant on. Buuut i have to go. ._. My dinner's calling me! d: Okay. Bye bee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&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/4118704301393939616-4589405895669703844?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4589405895669703844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/08/ranting-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4589405895669703844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4589405895669703844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/08/ranting-as-usual.html' title='Ranting, as usual.'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4272066403616207809</id><published>2010-05-18T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:22:21.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Harlow Earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Hmm, well, i'm trying to revive my blog. Again! Yea, yea, i know i keep letting it die. But hey, my blog's like a cat. It had nine lives. ;D Muahahaha. Anyways, you're probably wonderin' what got me to revive my blog( again ). Well, i was just checking out a few of my friends' blogs and i realized how much i missed ranting online. d: I really do miss it, ya'know? So yea. I'm reviving my blog and am gonna try my best and keep it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, here are some updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;MYEs are finally over! YEA!&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; a break. An outing.&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;Life's a bitch but i'm surviving. ;D&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;I wanna buy Chosen ( House of night series ) and The Last Song ( by Nicholas Sparks ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYEs.&lt;br /&gt;Well, MYEs were okay-okay la. Maths papers were a killer. Chemistry was a killer. Physics was okay. English was okay. MTL was easy. Geog was a killer. SS was a killer. All in all, most of the papers were hard but i think i should pass most of the papers. Though, i would be ecstatic if i manged to get a few As. Greedy? Not exactly. I studied pretty hard, ya'know? I think that all of those who studied hard, including myself, deserve some As in our Report Cards for MY. Don't you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A break.&lt;br /&gt;Since MYEs are over, i thought that i'll spend this week slacking. After all, i have to start studying next week onwards. I can't slack for very long anymore since i've got my National Exams coming up soon. Damn, it's already MAY! Sooooo freakin' fast. I just need a BREAK. I'm bloody darn stressed out about many things and an outing would be my only escape. I'm pretty sure i'll find time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will Survive ;D&lt;br /&gt;Life's been a bitch these past few months. Lots of things going on at home, but i'm surviving. I haven't cracked under pressure. Almost did, but i managed to pull it together. What can i say? I'm a strong girl. d: Okay, okay. I shall stop praising myself. I don't want to come across as a self obsessed weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books.&lt;br /&gt;I resisted the temptation of books for one whole week! Muahaha. Since it was MYEs i didn't want to get distracted from my studies by books so i avoided the library. I didn't buy nor read any books. ;D Now that i'm free, i need to buy some books. I had read the first book in the House of Night series. Marked. And wow, it wasn't that bad. I want to buy/borrow the second book, Chosen. Then there's Nicholas Sparks. He's been quite the hot author in the market for some time now. I heard his books were really nice so i've decided to buy one of his books. The Last Song. Yes, the one that's been made into a movie starring Miley Cyrus. I'll watch the movie. But i'll read the book also. After all, the books are always better than the movies because they are more detailed and such. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righto, i should get going know. My mom's glaring daggers at me. d:&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha &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/4118704301393939616-4272066403616207809?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4272066403616207809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-sinda-is-forcing-me-to-go-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4272066403616207809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4272066403616207809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-sinda-is-forcing-me-to-go-for.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2697189914277273946</id><published>2010-01-22T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:04:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Just for laughs gags! Awesome! LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNTj5Fus1K4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNTj5Fus1K4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at their reactions! LMAO! Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-2697189914277273946?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2697189914277273946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/lmao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2697189914277273946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2697189914277273946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/lmao.html' title='LMAO!'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5699144247034807735</id><published>2010-01-22T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:49:01.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Owl City's Fireflies (:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You Would Not Believe Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;If Ten-Million Fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Lit Up the World&lt;br /&gt;As I Fell Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause they fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;And leave teardrops everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Youd Think Me rude&lt;br /&gt;But I Would Just Stand And Stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That Planet Earth turns Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say That Id Rather Stay awake when Im Asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Id Get A thousand Hugs&lt;br /&gt;From Ten-thousand Lightning Bugs&lt;br /&gt;As They Try To Teach me How To Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fox Trot Above my Head&lt;br /&gt;A Sock Hop Beneath My Bed&lt;br /&gt;A Disco Ball is Just Hanging By a Thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That Planet Earth turns Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say That Id Rather Stay awake when Im Asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems&lt;br /&gt;(When I Fall Asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave My Door Open Just a Crack&lt;br /&gt;(Please Take Me Away From Here)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Feel Like Such an Insomniac&lt;br /&gt;(Please Take Me Away From Here)&lt;br /&gt;Why Do I Tire of Counting Sheep&lt;br /&gt;(Please Take Me Away From Here)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Far Too Tired To Fall Asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ten-Million Fireflies&lt;br /&gt;I'm Weird cause I Hate Goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I Got Misty Eyes&lt;br /&gt;as They Said Farewell&lt;br /&gt;(Farewell)&lt;br /&gt;But I'll Know Where Several Are&lt;br /&gt;If My Dreams Get Real Bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Cause Id Save a Few&lt;br /&gt;And Id Keep Them In A Jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That Planet Earth turns Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say That Id Rather Stay awake when I'm Asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems&lt;br /&gt;(When I Fall Asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id Like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That Planet Earth turns Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say That I'd Rather Stay awake when Im Asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems&lt;br /&gt;(When I Fall Asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That Planet Earth turns Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say That Id Rather Stay awake when Im Asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because My Dreams Are Bursting At The Seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9a91tPc-n4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9a91tPc-n4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/4118704301393939616-5699144247034807735?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5699144247034807735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/owl-citys-fireflies-enjoy-you-would-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5699144247034807735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5699144247034807735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/owl-citys-fireflies-enjoy-you-would-not.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5868279402314912135</id><published>2010-01-22T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:44:12.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobidy Boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello peepz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, i've got a new blog-skin. (: I like it, ya'know..? 'Cause it's simple and nice. Has got black and white in it. Love those two colours! If only it had a little bit of red, green and brown in it as well.. It would have been perfect! But never mind. Muahaha. As you can see, i've got a wish list full of.. Wishes. xD Loads of wishes. I'm hoping all of them would be fulfilled sooner or later. Heeez. Oh and by the way, the original skin had no space for the blog archives in the code! I created that part myself. You know, by typing out the necessary codes and such. Wasn't very easy, but i got it right. ;D Ta da! Okay, lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is the result of a boring day. Yes, i had spent my day at home. Mom was like "NO. DON'T GO. LATER YOU SPREAD TO EVERYONE." I wanted to go to school actually. But i'm on MC and mom didn't want me to go and spread my cough and flu to my friends. So i stayed at him. Missing so many lessons. x__x'' So much catching up to do. Never mind! Why fear when my girls are here! Ms.Brainiac, SY and Ms.SmartyPants Erielle can help me. Oh and not forgetting Mr.IKnowEverything, HT. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so.. If you're wondering what's wrong with me, here's the answer. I've got a very bad throat infection. I'm currently taking antibiotics, cough syrup and phlegm meds. Damn, the cough syrup makes me feel very drowsy. But i survived so far without falling asleep! Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i was watching BOYS just now. BOYS is a tamil movie by the way. It's awesome. Love it. ;D Very inspirational. It's about these five boys who are very good friends. The hero falls in love with this girl, but both their families and all the other four guys' families and completely against it. After a long time of separation, the heroin finally decided to run away with the hero when her family wants to get her married to some other guy and send her off to the US. So yea, the hero, his friends and heroin run away from their homes. Hero and heroin gets married and say that they will all succeed in life. But they face a lot of problems and such. Basically, the story's about how they can past these obstacles and emerge as big stars in the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't sound very interesting. But it's a very nice movie. It doesn't seem interesting 'cause I'M explaining it. You must watch it to like it. (: So yea, i recorded it. I'm probably going to watch it again later since i have nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh! To all those music lovers out there, here are a few songs i would suggest you listen to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Owl City - Fireflies&lt;br /&gt;2) Regina Spektor - The Call&lt;br /&gt;3) Green Day - 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;4) Townes Van Zandt - Poncho and Lefty&lt;br /&gt;5) Arctic Monkeys - Yellow Bricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some are a little old but there's no harm in suggesting listening to them, right? Muahahaha. Now i shall take off. Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Listen to 98.7 FM! They are awesome. ;D Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5868279402314912135?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5868279402314912135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/bobidy-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5868279402314912135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5868279402314912135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/bobidy-boo.html' title='Bobidy Boo.'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7020441728611444644</id><published>2010-01-21T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:32:16.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful start. x_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hello peepz. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm back! Muahaha. Yea, yea. I should be ashamed of myself for letting my blog die.. Buuuut i was super, duper lazy. Though about reviving it a few times, but i never really got to it. Why..? 'Cause i was lazy. d: Yea, you got it right. I'm a lazy ass. Right, anyways, i'm back. And i have finally revived my blog. Hehe. Lemme hear some cheers. ;D Okay, never mind. Lame. d: Bah. So, i'm just going to describe my two month holidays briefly. It was boring! d: Nothing much happened. Though, i did manage to catch New Moon and some other movies with my friends. (: Had a blast every time i went out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's move on to how 2010 has been so far. One word: Awkward. I feel kinda old actually. I'm sec 4 this year. &lt;_&lt; Senior to most of the students in the school. Not all, but most, since the sec 5s are still here. Oh, did i mention that i'm already nervous about 'N' levels..? No? Well, now you know. I'm super nervous. I just.. Don't know.. It's just scary larh. School's been a little demanding these days. Lessons finishes at two every weekday except for Friday. I'm trying to keep up with EnV club. Plus, every Wednesday there's a test for sec 3s to sec 5s. Yesterday was Maths. The marks would be added to our CAs. Ugh. The first test had been Mother Tongue. I think it was alright.. Not too bad, not very good either. Just in between. After that was English. Hell, i don't even want to talk about that paper. Yesterday was Maths. First question itself was a headache. x__x'' Cost Price, Selling Price, Compound Interest and Simple Interest... Damn you! *Coughs* Yes, i hate that topic to the core. It's so f*cking difficult. (Sorry 'bout the vulgarity, but i have my reasons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i've been kinda sick this whole week. Didn't go to school on Monday 'cause of flu and cough. Thought i got better so i went to school the next day. I had to take pink form and come home because i was coughing and coughing until i could taste Monday's dinner. Disgusting, i know. e__e'' Wednesday, i survived 'til the end of the day.. But i was coughing like toot. I don't know why i'm coughing so much. Today, Thursday, i didn't go to school. I'll be going to Polyclinic soon. I need to see the doctor 'cause i'm still coughing. Also, when i sit down for a while and then stand up, my vision sort of blacks out before returning to normal. That's not good, is it..? Best i went to see the doctor, right..? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before i end this post i would like to dedicate this last paragraph to a certain asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;    Dude, stop playing with girls' feelings. We're not your fucking toys, got it..? Just 'cause we keep quiet doesn't mean you can take advantage of us. We're not dumb-asses. You are. You should think before you actually do such things to us. I just don't understand why you're getting a kick out of our pain. That just makes you a sadistic psychopath, you know? I'm probably going to call the IMH if you don't stop anytime soon. ._. 'Cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;she &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;means a lot to me and i hate to see her hurting like that. Don't ever, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;play with her again. I swear i will kill you. Not literally, but i'll definitely make you regret whatever you did if you ever hurt her again. Mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Phew, that felt kind of good. Want an explanation? Bah, ask me personally. I might or might not give an explanation. Depends on my mood and some other things. Anyways, i should better get going. And yes, i'll try to keep my blog alive this time. d: Bye, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7020441728611444644?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7020441728611444644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-wonderful-start-xx_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7020441728611444644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7020441728611444644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-wonderful-start-xx_21.html' title='What a wonderful start. x_x'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7268574121140653748</id><published>2009-11-17T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:24:38.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Write-ups i suppose. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jenny slid past the large doors and into the almost empty cafe, bright green hued eyes wandering around the area expectantly. A small smile hovered over the edges of the girl's lips as she slid into one of the empty booths. The 23 year old girl was dressed rather formally tonight. Her body clad in an ebony dress that fell a few inches above her knees. Her feet were shoved into a pair of classy, black heels that complemented the girl's dress pleasantly. Jenny's raven curls hung loosely around her shoulder, stray strands of hair that fell over her face tuck behind her ears. The girl raised her index finger to push her spectacles up the bridge of her nose, her gaze fixed on the menu that laid flat on the table in front of her. She picked it up with her long, thin fingers, eyes scanning for something that would suit her appetite. As soon as her mind was made up on what she wanted to have for dinner, she set the menu down, waving towards the waiter who stood by the counter, looking at her expectantly. She gestured him forward, lips turned up at the corners into a small smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"I'll have the mushroom ravioli,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;she said, her voice soft and polite. The waiter nodded towards the girl, writing down her order on a piece of paper he held. "Is there anything else that i could get you, miss?" he questioned. She shook her head lightly, waving him off and the waiter set off to get her her dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, i'll continue the 'write-up' when i'm on again.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7268574121140653748?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7268574121140653748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/write-ups-i-suppose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7268574121140653748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7268574121140653748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/write-ups-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-100348708289405668</id><published>2009-11-17T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:42:19.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If there's anything i need right now, it's a listening ear..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So yea, i had taken another long break before posting again. But bleh, i needed that break, anyway. But still, sorry.. I'm gonna be updating more, since it's the holidays.. And well, as i had mentioned in the post before, life's being a fucking bitch. Sorry 'bout the profanities, but i can't help it.. I really, really need to relieve some of that anger and depression i'm feeling.. And what other way than ranting on my blog, right? I mean, this is, after all, my personal heaven. Or so i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on with a few details i haven't mentioned.. Ping Yi EnV club won third prize for the Clean and Green fashion show. The one we had been designing recycled clothes for. Our hard-work paid off i suppose. Oh and Ping Yi EnV club won the clean and green(or whatever you call it) competition at eastpoint mall. Congrats to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and well, i'm thinking of doing a few short write ups on here. You know, to just do what i love doing.. Writing.. Well, read it once i've got it up. I'm welcoming both negative and positive comments so that i can improve on what i can. Please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-100348708289405668?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/100348708289405668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-theres-anything-i-need-right-now-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/100348708289405668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/100348708289405668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-theres-anything-i-need-right-now-its.html' title='If there&apos;s anything i need right now, it&apos;s a listening ear..'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6268443522390889860</id><published>2009-11-17T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:29:10.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's such a bitch..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hey people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i'm not exactly in the best mood today.. Life's been being a bitch really.. I'm not gonna go into details so yea.. Well, but i'm warning you, this isn't going to be a oh-so happy post.. I'm gonna be ranting a lot.. So don't say i didn't warn you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really, really trying to keep my family together.. But everything i do is just firing back against me, you know? SHE thinks i'm selfish and another thinks.. Well, i don't know what she's thinking, but i bet it's not something good.. I just don't get it.. Don't they see how this is affecting me..? Fine, let's not talk about me.. Let's talk about him. He's sick for goodness sake.. And the least we could do to make him forget about his pain is to keep him happy.. Yet look at them.. Being so immature, fighting and fighting.. What are you two fighting about anyway? Don't you see that you're just adding on to his pain? Don't you see that you two are making us depressed too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she said that to me i felt so bloody broken.. What else is there for her to say? What else could she say that could make me feel more worse than i already feel? She doesn't care about me anymore? That's what she said.. What's the point of fighting anymore after that and all else that she's said.. What's point of striving to make her proud after those words she threw at me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if i went away life would be better for them? Because i can't help feeling responsible for what's happening.. I mean, if i never existed would they be fighting now? Maybe if i just shut up and never talked again, they would feel better? Make them stop fighting? What is there that i can do to make them stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 15.. I'm useless.. I've always been useless, haven't i? Either that or maybe i'm just causing problems.. I'm just making life harder for them, aren't i? I'm just an extra burden on their shoulders, aren't i..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that i can do besides going away for good to stop this.. What other option is there..? I feel so.. So sick.. So depressed.. It hurts so much to see them all hurt and be depressed.. It's a depressing fact that i'm useless and there isn't anything that i can do to make things right.. My life's falling apart.. And so is my _ _ _ _ _ _..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME A BREAK DAMN IT. I'M FALLING APART. I'M.. I'M DEPRESSED. I'M SNAPPING. And all they can do is think about how everything's affecting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them &lt;/span&gt;and how depressed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;are.. Look at him.. Don't they pity him? He's stuck in the middle.. He's sick.. Yet he's trying to be strong for me.. For them.. He's going to work despite the physical and emotional torture.. For himself? No. For them and me? Yes.. At least take pity on him.. The least they could do is open their eyes and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;.. And everything else will fall into place.. How do i know? It's common sense.. The whole problem's occurring because they are so blind to everything around them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, stop thinking about yourselves and look at us.. For once, think about others rather than just yourself and your own emotions.. For once, make a right decision.. For once, do something right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-6268443522390889860?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6268443522390889860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/lifes-such-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6268443522390889860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6268443522390889860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/lifes-such-bitch.html' title='Life&apos;s such a bitch..'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3566898373174684887</id><published>2009-11-06T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:36:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess i'll just type a poem or two to kill time, eh? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The clock keeps ticking but i can't make up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Should i make the first move? Would it be fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But everytime i approach him, wanting to tell him how i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I forget the words and struggle to believe that he is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That breathtaking smile knocks me off my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is so unfair, i wish i could be freed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why can't he just make the first move?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or is he really just oblivous to the obvious truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday is always a new beginning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's definitely not about winning or losing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Live in the present and for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Forget the past even though it might be a torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't be afraid to do what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There's nothing that can't be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's your life and you can only live it one time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So don't let others rule it, make what you have of that time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, my poems might not be that good la. But that's 'cause i'm having a hard time finding a good inspiration these days. I just feel so.. So empty.. Liek i'm missing something. Like i'm in need of something.. But i just can't put a finger on what exactly that 'something' is.. I just seem to have nothing much to write about..&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm ranting too much. xD I'll just take off. Bye bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3566898373174684887?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3566898373174684887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-ill-just-type-poem-or-two-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3566898373174684887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3566898373174684887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-ill-just-type-poem-or-two-to.html' title='Poems..'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4813337090224680240</id><published>2009-11-06T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:37:17.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo,Yo,Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So today's my last day at Temasek Poly and i'm currently typing from a computer lab. (: Yesterday was quite an interesting day. Interviewed Julia(my mentor). The video turned out quite okay la. Though, one part of the video was super funny. xD I'll be uploading the video on facebook once i get home today. Yesterday i had met up with Ben, He Tong, Shawn and Junior at bedok interchange. Went to buy birthday present for Julia. I bought for her a cute teddy bear. (: Then went to the DBS bank to deposit our money. But i decided not to deposit. But Ben and Junior did. Actually, Junior got unlucky with the machine. It swallowed his ATM card and his 60 dollars. He looked super duper stressed! Luckily we sorted things out. Bus back home with He Tong after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So today is okay so far. Passed the gift to Julia and she seemed happy. [: Took pictures with all the buddies. (: Gonna be leaving at 11 for the 'closing ceremony'. *Sigh*. The atatchment's ended so quickly. Wished it lasted longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, i guess i should better take off now. Bye bee~! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4813337090224680240?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4813337090224680240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/ola-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4813337090224680240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4813337090224680240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/ola-amigos.html' title='Yo,Yo,Yo'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5775145153802684133</id><published>2009-11-03T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:00:52.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back after a looooooooooooooooooong disappearance. Sorry about that, eh? I was super busy and also lazy. xD So, school has finally ended and i'm kinda relived. Why? 'Cause i don't exactly have to study much anymore. (: My final year results were okay la. Got 3rd in class and 6th in the level. Do you know what that means? Money! xD Well actually it's a bursary, but still money! Okay, anyways, i had been chosen for the Temasek Polytechnic attachment and today was my second day there. The place is huge! Like super huge! I'm under the business process and system engineering course. BZE for short. My mentor's name is Julia and she's super adorable. Lol. She's 17 years old, i think. xD And then there's the other mentors. Chloe, Han Yan and Stephanie. They all are so friendly. Oh then there's Julia's friends Tatcha(Pronounced as TA-SHA!), Ralph and Marcus. Oh the engineering school itself has got two canteens man! Huge, huge canteens! Ooooooooooooh and the food there is, YUMMY! Let me repeat, it was yummy!! Oh and there's a 11 story library there! 11 STORY library! I swear i can live in that place for one week if they allowed me to! xD Anyways, moving on. Today was my second day. Not bad la the day. Managed to learn something and help Julia answer a MCQ question. xD Yes, i answered a poly student's tutorial question. So after the lessons, went for karaoke with Chloe, SY, Han Yan, Christie, Leena. Lol, had fun. (: And right now, i'm uploading the pictures i took into facebook. So go check 'em out if you want to. I'll take off now. Bye bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I'll try to update more often. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5775145153802684133?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5775145153802684133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5775145153802684133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5775145153802684133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-d.html' title='I&apos;m back! ;D'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7141482040260747745</id><published>2009-10-14T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:45:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of The Best Times That I'll Treasure Forever (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you should have already guess that i'm in an awesome mood and that i had an awesome day after looking at the title of the post. (: And guess what? You're right! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;in an awesome mood and i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; have an awesome day! Well the way it started off was very dull but the fun started right after MATHS PAPER 2. (: Yea, met up with HT and Erielle as usual. We were kinda quiet 'cause we were stressed about Maths paper. Okay maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;were and not me, but bleh.[Yea, i wasn't the least bit scared sia. o.O And it was maths paper! MATHS paper! And didn't feel nervous or anything at all. Something was wrong with me i suppose.] So did the maths paper. I think i'll manage to pass it. (: Right so after the paper we had to stay back to help put up the decorations for the graduation night which is tomorrow. But problem was that the paper finished at 11 and we had to wait till 1:30 for the "thing" to start. So we[Shieh Ying, me and He Tong] stayed back with Junior, Firah, Mardiah and Shawn. [: Played games and stuff. At 1:30 went up to the hall and started decorating and stuff. Oh, oh. Guess what? Mrs Ong chose me to help out with the prize giving tomorrow during the graduation ceremony. x___x'' I always get stuck with the prize giving, you know?! &lt;_&lt;'' Dang it. Okay so since our[Shieh Ying and me] hands were full of glitter we went to the backstage toilet to wash our hands. I'M SO NOT GOING TO TELL YOU GUYS WHAT HAPPENED THERE. And no, don't let your minds wander off somewhere ah! Let's just say He Tong and Ben were part of the scene that went on. And once again, let me repeat, DON'T LET YOUR MINDS WANDER OFF TO THE WRONG PLACE AH! Right so after the decos and rehersal we went home. Or at least Shieh Ying did. SY took cab home. Ben, He Tong and i took 25.Well in the end they decided to come near my house there. Got down, when to the playground nearby. Originally, we wanted to study. But well, we ended up playing. xD We started out on the swings. Ben went super high! And he jumped off the swing! Scared me sia! &lt;_&lt;" Then Ben started pushing me higher up the swing and tried tickling me! Scary e__e'' At least i managed not to fall off the swing. *Phew*. So we moved on to the playground. Gosh, those two are monkeys. Let me repeat that, they are M.O.N.K.E.Y.S. They climbed ON TOP of the monkey bar and jumped down from there. They tried to climb up and down the pole. They even climb from one side of the playground to the other! And then the scary part came. You know there would be this small 'pathway' right before the twisting slide? Yea, well there would be two sides to the 'pathway' and they both actually climbed up onto it and sat on the edge, with their legs hanging out! I wanted to escape, BUT, they decided to make me sit on the edge also! I stood there pleading while they were like "do it, do it! We're here. Two boys to help you! You won't fall! It's not scary!" and stuff like that. I'm not sure how long i stood there, thinking, but eventually i did it. &lt;_&lt;'' Cause i didn't have a choice. So i sat, near the edge and with my legs hanging over the edge. SCARY! Managed not to fall or anything. If i had fallen down, i would definitely have gotten injured. But bleh, i didn't! (: Ben and Ht jumped off though. e__e' But they survived. Then we went back to the swing. Ben took off HT's shoe while he was swinging. xD And Ben tried to put it back onto Ht's feet while he was swinging! Almost worked! xD Then they moved over to me and took off my shoes! And not only that man, they went to the side, plotted against me, and came back. Took off my specs, my rubber band, my clip! x___x'' Merciless dudes. After a short while they returned the shoes, specs, rubber band and clip. Then after that i got my revenge! xD Ben and i got HT! Took off his specs, Ben took off Ht's shirt(don't worry, HT was wearing another shirt underneath) and his shoes! ;D Laughed like hell! :P Returned HT's things to him after a while. Then HT and i plotted against Ben. Executed our plans with some success. &lt;_&lt;'' We only managed to take off his specs. Gosh, Ben's strong! o.o'' Anyways then they attacked me again sia! -.- Ben held my hands back and He Tong robbed me off my purse and specs! They let me go after a while and i got back my purse and specs. I was about to grab my bag and make a run for it. But i couldn't. -.- He Tong had taken my ez-link card! But i wasn't sure whether was the card with Ben or HT and they made me guess. I got the correct person but they said wrong just to mock me more! &lt;_&lt;'' But hey, at least i got the correct answer! ;D Haha, then we decided to head back home. My block was just opposite so i just had to take the Overhead bridge. HT and Ben took 55. (: I HAD A BLAST MAN! Today was on of the best days ever. I got to relive my childhood times. I got to actually play and have fun and just don't care about anything else for the time being. It felt soooooooo good. In fact i still feel awesome. (: THANKS THANKS THANKS THANKS THANKS HE TONG AND BEN. (: Next time we'll get a bigger group together and have more fun. Now i'll take off. Physics tomorrow. And yes, i'm going to fail my physics, but at least i'll try to study and get some marks. Something's better than nothing right? So bye bee~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; not in the mood to study. Buuuut i don't have a choice. x___x''&lt;br /&gt;And THANKS once again BEN and HT&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/4118704301393939616-7141482040260747745?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7141482040260747745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-best-times-that-ill-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7141482040260747745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7141482040260747745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-of-best-times-that-ill-treasure.html' title='One Of The Best Times That I&apos;ll Treasure Forever (:'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8065562564303966745</id><published>2009-10-01T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:39:18.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when a monkey gets run over by an airplane? o.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yep, new blog skin. ;D I just can't seem to find the right skin! So i had to use this first. I'll find something that i really like soon. [: Yea, i'm in a really good mood today. Had so much fun in school though it was my English Exam today. xD Yep, enjoying myself during my Year End Exams! Awesome huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much to elaborate about. And 'sides, i'm too lazy to elaborate. :P Yea, yea. I'm a lazy ass. &lt;_&lt;'' Anyways, tomorrow's my mother tongue paper! Hopefully i'll pass that paper and ALL my papers. ;D It would be so cool, eh? Passing every single paper i took! Weee~! Lol, anyways. I'm looking forward to Saturday. OPEN HOUSE AT ZILAH'S PLACE. [: Can't wait to go and eat her mother's dishes. xD Yea, i'm starting to become a foodie! Urgh! I should watch what i eat or i might put on weight! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now you're probably wondering what's with the title "What Happens When A Monkey Gets Run Over By An Airplane?" right..? xD Well, i don't know.. I was just being random 'cause i thought random titles would make my blog entries look more cooler! xD And by the way, i don't have an answer to the monkey question so... I don't know.. Go do some research! It'll do you some good! [: Hahaz. I guess i'll just take off now, oki? Bye bee~!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Is it love?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8065562564303966745?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8065562564303966745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-happens-when-monkey-gets-run-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8065562564303966745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8065562564303966745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-happens-when-monkey-gets-run-over.html' title='What happens when a monkey gets run over by an airplane? o.O'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2602483849602073126</id><published>2009-09-30T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:24:19.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effin.Frustrated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You just don't get it, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you understand how i'm feeling?!&lt;br /&gt;I get angry so easily, i hardly feel like talking and joking, i'm losing my sleep slowly and i just don't feel the interest in doing anything any more..&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like reading, writing, studying, listening to music, talking, watching tv.. Nothing.. I just don't feel the.. The life i had within me..&lt;br /&gt;Yet you don't see all these, do you..? You just happily assume that i'm being stubborn and that i need some attitude lessons or whatever people call it..&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what i really need? A fucking break!&lt;br /&gt;A break from all your ranting and anger and just a little bit of attention and concern.. But you just refuse to give it to me, right? 'Cause you think YOU'RE the one who needs all that and I'M the one who has to provide it..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting sick and tired of being your toy.. Vend your anger on me when you feel like it, throw me aside when you don't need me and use me when you need something..&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see what all these studies, problems, atmosphere is doing to me..?&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling suicidal for heaven's sake!&lt;br /&gt;Every time i go to school, i have to put on a mask so that i don't become the downer in the group.&lt;br /&gt;I TRY to tell you that i'm stressed and you tell me that i'm just imagining things..&lt;br /&gt;So when I'M stressed i'm imagining things and when YOU'RE stressed, it's real..?&lt;br /&gt;Fine, you have your problems too! I know! I never said i didn't, right? But YOU'RE not the only person who's got problems okay? I've got them too.. I wish you would just pause and think about me for a moment or two rather than just thinking about yourself and your problems..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose myself to depression or anything, but it seems like you're pushing me into it.. I want to excel in my studies and you're not helping.. Come on, give me a break.. Try and understand what i'm going through also..&lt;br /&gt;The life's being slowly drained out of me and i really don't wanna lose myself.. Wish you would understand that and show some mercy..&lt;br /&gt;Why i ask for mercy and not just demand for what i want..? 'Cause i love you and i can't bring myself to scream at you or hurt you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yea, life's been pretty harsh on me recently.. I think i'm finally snapping and i reeeeally need a break.. But you know what's the worst part..? I can't take a break cause of my Final Year Exams.. *Sigh*.. I'm getting sick of everything around me and about life.. I'm just losing interest in everything already.. I can hardly concentrate during lessons and that's not a good thing.. Hopefully i'll do well for my Final Year Exams.. Just a week or two and then i can relax.. And i can take the break i so badly need.. But till then, i just have to keep myself together and keep going.. My fuel: my friends.. They are always there in school to make me smile.. [: LOVE YOU GUYS. Well, i'm really hoping to score on my English, Maths, MTL and Art. Combine Science and Combine Humanities are the hard ones but hopefully i'll pass, eh? Yea, hopefully.. Well, i guess i really have nothing much to say.. Soooo i'll just take off.. Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-2602483849602073126?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2602483849602073126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-just-dont-get-it-do-you-why-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2602483849602073126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2602483849602073126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-just-dont-get-it-do-you-why-dont.html' title='Effin.Frustrated.'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3954199986144557809</id><published>2009-09-24T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:39:33.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Ola Amigos. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;What's up..? ;D Haha, you're probably wondering what am i doing on blogger at 9:25am while i'm supposed to be having lessons in the school. Well, i am in school. And noooo, i'm not skipping lessons. We're in the SCL for art so i'm just posting while reasearching. ;D So, i've been thinking and i think i should really stop bothering about evrything that's well.. Bothering me! Haha.. I mean, it only spoils my mood when i think about the downside of my life. I can't just let these stuff bring me down, can i? No way. Haha. Guess where i'm getting the positive vibez from? From the one and only Shanette! I mean, look at her! She NEVER[not kidding] frowns man. It's so damn bloody hard to make her sad. No matter how much you scold her or discriminate her she just keeps on smiling. o.O And when asked how she just keeps smiling she says it's just part of her nature. Wooo~! Shanette, you're my new role model! xD Well, i'm sitting beside her right now. Letting Zilah type first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Zilah: I LIKE PURPLE! do u like it too&gt;&gt;&gt; everyone say HELLLOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hehe..kk let geetha type..weeeeeeeee!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Shieh Ying: Ohaiyo people from blogger,how are you guys?Hope you are fine (: Have a good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Erielle: HOLA! :) hello geetha :) thanks for helping me thinking :p adios  &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeah.  iheartyou :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shanette: im the last one!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love rc cars and so many cars!!! hahaha!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo, yo again. Lol. Weirdos. xD Erielle, iheartyou too~! And shanette, you and your cars forever! -.- Oh ya, did i mention that Shanette was still smiling when typing in here. xD No? Well, now you know. Muahaha. xD I'm listening to songs with her! Micheal Jackson's They Don't Really Care About Us. If only He Tong and Divi were here, could have let them type too. Haiya. Wasted. Nevermind. Next time lerh. HE TONG AND DIVI must type on my blog soon, soon. ;D Okay, now i'm just typing pure crap. Well, don't blame me. I'm suddenly feeling hyper. No idea why. Just do. o.O Maybe i need a good slap to bring the hyperness down? Who's ready to give me a slap and get one in return? ;D Okay, i should go back to my research, aye? Bye bee~! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geetha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3954199986144557809?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3954199986144557809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3954199986144557809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3954199986144557809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos_24.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8690300519346220845</id><published>2009-09-23T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:12:34.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i978.photobucket.com/albums/ae270/thatshoelover/chace-crawford-wordpress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i978.photobucket.com/albums/ae270/thatshoelover/chace-crawford-wordpress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ola peepz.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yea, yea. I know i keep taking big, big breaks before i post again. But hey! Sometimes a girl's just lazy, you know? Well, maybe a little bit more often than sometimes, but you get what i'm saying don't you..? For those who don't, i'm jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;t trying to say that i'm a lazy ass. xD Hahah, anyways moving on to what happened today. Met up with Erielle and HT at Erielle's bus stop. Took bus then walked to school.[Yea, soun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ds lik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e a really long trip, but i'm the only one who had a really LONG journey since i live in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HOUGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;NG. x__x'' ] Meet SY, Divi, Shanette and Zilah in school. Went to assembly. Divi and Ke Xin did a presentation infront of the whole school. Wooo~! We need to appreciate thos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e two, you know? Yea sure, they made a few mistakes here and there but come on, who doesn't? How many of us would actually have the guts to go up onto the stage and speak to the whole school, hm..? So let's all appreciate their efforts! [: Had Chem lesson[supposed to be CME lesson but was replaced by Chem. Thanks Mdm Siti.] and did lots of.. Erm, Chemistry! Duh. Lol. [: Then recess, but we spent it in the library. Managed to post answers to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;question 12 on forum in 15 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;utes, lol! ;D Am i awesome or what? Haha. :p Okay, i won't praise myself too much, kay? &lt;_&lt;''&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;g half an hour to write out a speech about the given topic. Finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ed it pretty quickly cause the test was easy. Oh and as for the speech, the words just came automatically as i wrote. xD Weird, but cool! Maths was, as usual, quiet and tensed. After school still had to stay back! Chem and Geog extra lesson. x__x'' Had fun during chem though! We learned so much! He Tong and Erielle answered like as if they were A level students. A few of us ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ed questions that were beyond our expected standards. ;D Woo hoo to us! Geog extra lesson was just.. Well, okay la. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as listening to song and slacking 'cause i decided to just do the worksheet at home. Was having very bad migraine. But got better once i boarded 222. [: Thanks Shieh Ying for the 10 cents! Then He Tong and i waited for Zilah's bus to arriv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e so that w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e could send her off before we headed back home. Well, her bus came just when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; our bus was about to leave. Lol. All three of us run lor![Though, Zilah ran different way, HT and i ran different way.] Took 25, talk talk to He Tong till his bus stop came. Then went back to listening to music for the rest of the journey. Oh, i did see my niece in the interchange before i took 25. I only have one thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;g to say.. She was way way DIFFERENT from what she used to be. Lol. Zilah and HT should know what i'm referring to. Right so, reached home. Relax for a while, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to bath and change and everything. Then now i'm just blogging. [: Oh, oh! I sta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;rted watching Gossip Girl a few days ago. Managed t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o watch till Episode 6 of season one. Yea, yea, i'm slow. But i only recently started watching eh! [: And i'm already addicted! Blair's a bitch[no offence] but she's admirable. Chuck's a creep but he's a good friend and also a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dmirable. Serena's just really unique and sweet. Dan is well, trying his best to be funny and is also pret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ty sweet. Jenny is definitely a Blair in the making! And Nate.. Nate's just stupid, getting himself into deep trouble and etc. &lt;_&lt;''&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, you can't deny the fact that he's really, really handsome. Lol. xD I me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;an, come on. Who would be able to resist him[The guy in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;picture above.] I know i can't. Lol. So i can't wait for EOY to just end so that i can relax again an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;d go back to watching Gossip Girl! ;D Erielle, i'll catch up soon!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"And who am i? That's a secret i'll never tell. You know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gossip Girl."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean, gosh! The way the girl speaks is just, wooo! Lol. And noooooo, i'm not lesbo. -.-" Eh, i'll just put up more pictures for you guys to see.[: From Gossip Girl!&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll take off. Bye bee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk257/PrettyHeadstrong/Chuck%20Bass/chuck-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 361px;" src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk257/PrettyHeadstrong/Chuck%20Bass/chuck-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Chuck. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k277/Frido97/BlairGossipGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 455px;" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k277/Frido97/BlairGossipGirl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blair. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 370px;" src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner3.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serena. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 327px;" src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jenny.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 367px;" src="http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x242/lifetime_loserrr/gossip%20girl/gossipgirlbanner5.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8690300519346220845?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8690300519346220845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8690300519346220845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8690300519346220845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk257/PrettyHeadstrong/Chuck%20Bass/th_chuck-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3725763611792633781</id><published>2009-09-21T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:47:29.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yea, i haven't posted for quite sometime. Well, i was a little caught up with certain things, aye..? So, life's been pretty tough recently and i don't exactly feel like sharing about it. It'll only spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;So my weekend was boring, as always. Didn't do anything much. Postponed study session with Ben to Wednesday. Hopefully then my friends can come also. [: Am currently eating chocolate cream roll for breakfast. Delicious! ;D Haha.. I guess i don't have anything much to say today.. Just can't wait for school tomorrow.. Yea, yea.. You're probably wondering 'Is Geetha Actually Saying She Can't Wait For School?'. Well, yep. I can't wait for school tomorrow. Just wanna see my friends and laugh with them. Friends are the best remedy. Oh and i need to really study study study. x__x'' Final year exams are coming! Damn scared.. Urgh.. Hopefully i can pass ALL my subjects like i did for CA2.. Just have to study hard and pray that i'll pass.. Right so, i've got nothing else to say so i'll just take off. Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3725763611792633781?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3725763611792633781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/yea-i-havent-posted-for-quite-sometime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3725763611792633781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3725763611792633781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/yea-i-havent-posted-for-quite-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4211202588921627874</id><published>2009-09-14T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:39:13.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was you who did it, yet you blame us.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me a valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I shall keep this in mind.&lt;br /&gt;The face i once loved to see,&lt;br /&gt;Is no longer the same as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, Blogger's being the bitch it is again.. Sick of it! Argh! And yes, i'm bloody pissed off today.. Don't ask.. Just in a very bad mood right now.. Yea, short post, i know. But i've got nothing more to say.. So i'll just go.. Bye bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4211202588921627874?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4211202588921627874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-you-who-did-it-yet-you-blame-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4211202588921627874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4211202588921627874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-you-who-did-it-yet-you-blame-us.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-741545604304853688</id><published>2009-09-08T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:40:50.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;New Favorite Song!&lt;br /&gt;Colbie Caillat's Fallin' For You&lt;br /&gt;And Here's The Lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don’t know but&lt;br /&gt;I think I maybe&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;br /&gt;Know you better&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;And we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;All around us&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I’m trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh I just can’t take it&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can’t hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_bc8MZHSVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_bc8MZHSVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-741545604304853688?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/741545604304853688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-favorite-song-colbie-caillats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/741545604304853688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/741545604304853688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-favorite-song-colbie-caillats.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3716239624257633555</id><published>2009-09-08T13:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:21:47.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font face="lucida grande"&gt;Ola Amigos. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yea, it's the second day of meh one week holiday! [: So far, it's been okay la. Just a few worries about this and that. A few laughs a little bit of anger here and there. Oh and boredom all through out! xD I'm a very bored person, can't help it. Lol, so i've been looking for a blog skin that i like for days and days! I just can't seem to find anything that i really like. Ugh, it's so hard. =_=. Oh yea, blogger is working properly again. Finally! Lol. Okay, back to the blog skin. Well yea, i'm not gonna give up just yet. I shall persevere! xD Well, last Saturday had the Environmental Club thing. We had to go to Republic Poly and help host the competition. I think i had mentioned about this in an earlier post. Hold on, let me check.....*After two minutes.* Oh.. I hadn't mentioned it. Well, now you know! xD Yea, so headed to Republic Poly. Had a briefing. We were assigned roles. Huda, Damien and i had to usher Mdm Shanti! x__x'' Unlucky much. So we were busy, busy, busy. But we had fun too! I finally saw how much Andrew despised Damien. xD Well, not his fault though. Damien can be a little annoying sometimes. Bleh, cracked jokes. Ran around the areas doing this and that. Oh and i had to get on stage to help with the prize presentation. Usher Mdm Shanti to the stage then pass her the trophies to give to the winners. Andrew and Donald Duck[Nurul Shafiqah] were the MCs. They did a tremendous job. YOU GUYS WERE AWESOME! [: Shieh Ying took like LOADS of pictures. They are all on Face book.  Go check them out. [: Oh, did i mention that i was teasing Huda and Khai? xD Huda, about the judges and Khai, about her height. Haha. It was seriously funny! We headed back home at around 5 plus i think. Fell asleep in the bus. x3 Oh, we saw Mr Muhammad! It was his last day at Ping Yi last Friday and he didn't tell us! -.- Anyways we took pictures with him and Mrs Toh. Said hi to Mr Toh and their sons.  Headed home after that. Took 25 with He Tong. Bleh, talked crap on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hmm so, today nothing much la. Woke up, eat, read, watch Television and now using com to blog. [: Muahaha. I feel really random today. Don't know why. Oh, oh! Going cycling tomorrow! With Shieh Ying, Erielle, Divi and Shanette. [: Can't wait baby! It's been quite some time since i cycled so i'm excited. We're not going to Erielle's house after that though. Thought could go, but nevermind. [: I'll go some other time. I think i should  take off now, aye? Bye bee~! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;CONGRATS TO CHESTNUT DRIVE SECONDARY SCHOOL FOR WINNING THE SENIOR CATEGORY AND CONGRATS TO NEW TOWN PRIMARY FOR WINNING THE JUNIOR CAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;P.S. Green is the new hot color in my world. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&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/4118704301393939616-3716239624257633555?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3716239624257633555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3716239624257633555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3716239624257633555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos_08.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3387767620604596731</id><published>2009-09-03T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:50:56.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Allo people. [: So, i know i haven't blogged for about five days so i'll just say what's been going on kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 31st: Teacher's day celebrations and ACES day. [: Morning we were doing aerobics as part of the ACES day. Funny sia! xD Lol, we had fun. Then we had lessons for a while. During chemistry period, we used the one hour to show Mrs Toh and Mr Mohammad the class video [credits to HT and Junior], read out the poems for them and gave them hugs and presents. [: Our surprises reduced Mrs Toh to happy tears! The moment was soooooo sweet! We're glad to see you happy Mrs Toh! And Oh yea, congrats on getting the caring teacher award! You deserve it Mrs Toh! Congrats to Ms Wong too on getting the MOST caring teacher award! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my primary school with Kirah and Bao Bao after that. Lol, Bao Lin is still the same lerh! Oh, but i'm taller than her now! Haha. Her first reaction when she saw me was "Wow... You're tall.." Lol. Went to SACPS and went around the school looking for our teachers. Found Mrs Gomez! Oh and Mrs Dawn Tan too. We were talking, cracking jokes and laughing our heads off. They haven't changed much. Saw Mrs Ravi and Ms Annie and Ms Foo too! [: Wooo! Saw Aunt Chris too. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 1st: Holiday. Nothing much happened. ._. Just stayed home and was being bored, as usual. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2nd: HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY SHIEH YING. &lt;br /&gt;Met up with Erielle then took bus to school. Saw Divi, Shanette and Shieh Ying playing volley ball so we joined them. He Tong was playing too! [: Ariya also was there. Played. Made the birthday girl[SY] run around. xD Had classes after that. Camwhored during recess. Pictures are on FB. Had 2 and a 1/2 hours of maths..x___x'' Brain was dying! Went to eat then went to harvest kankung for EnV club. [: Had sooooo much fun! Lol. We cleaned the place up all. Packed so many plastics of kankung! One plastic for all of us and gave the rest to the cleaner uncles and aunties. Played leapfrog after that! Lol, so damn funny! xD He Tong fell during one try while he was leaping over me. My fault though! I accidently moved a little so he fell! xD SORRY DUDE! I know though he acted macho, he was hurt. xD And i was right! He had a scratch. Act macho-macho only la the fella. Lol. We all know that you are strong He Tong, don't overdo it or you might just become the next drama queen.. No wait, drama KING! Anyways, had fun! Then we took more pictures! Go look at the pictures on FB! http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1750291372&amp;ref=profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so i think i should better take off. I'll post again some time soon! Bye bee~! [:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Blogger's STILL being an assh*le. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mrs Toh and Mr Mohammad: Thank you for being our form teachers! We appreciate your every effort to mold our futures! There are no words for me to explain my appreciation for you guys. So far, 2009 has been the best year in my secondary school life and that's mostly because of you guys. 312, the best class i've ever been in. Thank you Mrs Toh and Mr Mohammad for being the best teachers a student could ever ask for. I hope to see you guys again next year. If by god's grace you two become our teacher's again next i'll be the happiest person. Lol. [: And no, i'm not being dramatic. Just stating a statement of fact, aye? [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3387767620604596731?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3387767620604596731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3387767620604596731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3387767620604596731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1446397875578054393</id><published>2009-08-28T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:53:14.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANOTHER QUIZ.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name:&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word:&lt;br /&gt;Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name:&lt;br /&gt;Gerrard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name:&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation:&lt;br /&gt;Go-cart racer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color:&lt;br /&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear:&lt;br /&gt;Gold earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food:&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom:&lt;br /&gt;Glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place:&lt;br /&gt;Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late:&lt;br /&gt;Got up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout:&lt;br /&gt;GET AWAY FROM ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title:&lt;br /&gt;Ghajini[Tamil movie.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink:&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group:&lt;br /&gt;GreenDay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal:&lt;br /&gt;Goat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name:&lt;br /&gt;Garfield Ave. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car:&lt;br /&gt;Grand Prix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song:&lt;br /&gt;Get Back[Demi Lovato]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo~! Hard sia! &lt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1446397875578054393?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1446397875578054393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1446397875578054393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1446397875578054393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1638469875840800398</id><published>2009-08-28T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:32:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUIZ TIME. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USE ONLY ONE WORD TO ANSWER!&lt;br /&gt;It's not as easy as you might think!&lt;br /&gt;Copy and change the answers to suit you.&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to only use one word answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Tied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your favorite thing?&lt;br /&gt;MP4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream/goal?&lt;br /&gt;Succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your fear?&lt;br /&gt;Insects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;br /&gt;France!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Muffins?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Wish list item?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last thing you did?&lt;br /&gt;Blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Your TV?&lt;br /&gt;Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your pets?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Friends?&lt;br /&gt;Loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your life?&lt;br /&gt;Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood?&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Cars?&lt;br /&gt;MOTORBIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Necklace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Your favorite store?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When is the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who will resend this?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. One place that I go to over and over?&lt;br /&gt;School x__x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. One person who emails me regularly?&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite place to eat?&lt;br /&gt;KFC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't THAT hard lerh. xD&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1638469875840800398?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1638469875840800398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiz-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1638469875840800398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1638469875840800398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiz-time.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7977259165557006667</id><published>2009-08-26T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:43:00.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CURSE BLOGGER AND IT'S EFFED UP PROBLEMS. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know that wasn't a very nice way to start off my post, but hey.. It's not my fault.. Blogger's being sooooooo troublesome. Lolz. Okay so, i've been feeling so much more better than i felt a week ago. [: I think it's pretty visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so, i had an awesome day yesterday! [: Played Volleyball after school.. By the way, when i say i played volleyball i mean that i played very badly..Not like professional or anything. xD I suck, but hey! At least i'm admitting it! ;] Oh, you should have seen Shieh Ying serve the ball while she was under the shelter! xD LMAO. It was damn, damn funny. Zilah, Shikin, Erielle and i were laughing and laughing. Oh and i fell down.. x___x'' The ball was at the grass patch[near the general office. I have no idea how to decribe it.] and i had no idea that the mud was slippery. So when i stepped on the patch to get the ball i fell! xD Lol, i know i was supposed to be in pain but i was just laughing. Laughing at myself like crazy. xD The area had a few thorns there so i got tiny cuts on my left knee. Other than that i was fine. Went to class after that for the "shooting" of the skit for teacher's day. Went home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up, the muscle pain at the back of my knee was unbearable. Still is damn pain. But hey, i'm a strong girl! Yesterday's fall only had it's effect on me today. *Sigh**Sigh*. Right so.. Today morning i met up with HT and Erielle first before we headed for school. Meet up with Shieh Ying and walked to school, talking crap the whole way. [: Oh, oh! People! Let me give you some really good advice: talk crap! It's good for the health. [: Talking crap always lightens my mood. xD Haha. Anyways, i was trying my best not to laugh during maths lesson. xD Trying so hard! DejaVu much! xD [Those who were present for yesterday's "shooting" should understand] Right, i came straight home after school today. [: I'm a good girl, aye? xD Right, who am i kidding? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, i know it sounds boring. But trust me, the past two days have been damn fun. [: And as you can see, i'm in an awesome mood. That's goooood! [: Haha. I guess i'll just take off now. Bye bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7977259165557006667?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7977259165557006667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/curse-blogger-and-its-effed-up-problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7977259165557006667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7977259165557006667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/curse-blogger-and-its-effed-up-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5231666639357028445</id><published>2009-08-24T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:47:55.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ola amigos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is STILL giving problems. I've been waiting for a week and it's still not working properly.. Annoying the crap out of me..=_=.. Okay, you guys are probably wondering what this crazy girl is doing at 12:18pm on a monday afternoon, typing away in her blog, instead of being at school and studying.. Well, i didn't go school today.. Feeling nauseous.. And i feel like i'm walking in the air.. I'm STILL having the migraine.. It's been there for the past one week.. I don't think it's a very good thing but at least it's manageable right..? [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been really liking my life nowadays.. Mom seems to be in a good mood most of the time.. And so is dad.. They are not exactly shouting or screaming or nagging much.. And i like it this way.. My sister and i.. Well, i've got a feeling that we're drifting apart..But no worries, we'll find some way to bond again.. xD.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last Saturday had EnV club.. Yes, i'm in EnV club.. [: And i'm loving it so far! Okay so, back to last Saturday.. Well, we were hosting this competition in our school.. Four schools were competing.. Well, you're probably wondering what competition it is.. It's a competition where students from the schools must make music out of recycled materials... The four schools were DPS international, New Town Primary, Chestnut Drive Secondary and Ping Yi itself.. But sadly, Ping Yi had to back out due to some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;To those who are blaming Aswan for backing out: Well, back off the boy people. He was SICK. And he STILL was trying his best. Let's see if you would still be in one piece with so much to do while you're sick. Now, if you don't understand what i'm trying to say let me repeat. BACK OFF THE BOY. [:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i have to say it's tough competition between the three schools.. Gosh are they good. But seriously, Chestnut Drive was the best.. They did really extraordinarily! Gosh, i was itching to dance along with the music. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so, the event was a success. Mrs Toh gave Andrew and me 20 dollars to buy bubble tea for those who had helped out for the event. So we made our way to the bubble tea shop and bought the drinks and all. Then SY, Zilah, Shanette, Erielle and i headed to Parkway Parade.[We caught the free shuttle bus to Parkway just in time. ;D] Met HT there and then we headed to Erielle's house. [: It's the third time for HT and i. 2nd time for SY. And 1st time for Zilah and Shanette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked crap and stuff. Zilah and i started on the 'project' while the others played hotel 626[a ghost game]. Zilah and i were scared so we were listening to music while we did the 'project'. xD.. Finally! Someone who is just as paranoid as i am. ;D Okay then, i fell asleep on Erielle's bed. xD Gosh is her bed comfy! Well, i feel kinda bad though. I should have been helping them out with the 'project' instead of sleeping. But bleh, they were nice enough to let me sleep. THANKS GUYS! Right then woke up again to eat the food we ordered from KFC. ;D And went back up. Fell asleep..AGAIN.. &lt;___&lt; When i woke up again, Zilah and Shanette had already gone home. Sorry guys! &lt;__&lt; After a while SY, Erielle, HT and i started playing this game whereby those who lose at scissor, paper, stone have to sacrifice something. xD I was the first one to sacrifice EVERYTHING i had. Lmao, followed by SY then Erielle. HT won. Obviously he would! I mean, his bag is full of rubbish! xD Right then, we accompanied SY to the bus stop then HT and i walked to another bus stop to take bus. Erielle had gone off to her grandmother's[which is right opposite her house] for dinner. I have to say, both of Erielle's parents look young and are very friendly. Her brother and cousin brother are cute. And Erielle, now i know where you get your killer looks from. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so i'm guessing you guys are probably wondering why am i only publishing the post at 1:50 when i had actually started typing at 12:14. Well, my sister's friend was using the com so yea. [: Anyways, i guess i'll just take off now. Hopefully blogger will start working properly soon. Bye bee~! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5231666639357028445?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5231666639357028445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/ola-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5231666639357028445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5231666639357028445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/ola-amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3806086131830272660</id><published>2009-08-17T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:39:19.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='==--She likes him..But he hates her..--=='/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, the horrible mood is still there.. Screw this thing called life.. Screw it to the core.. I tried didn't i..? I'm still gonna try.. But i can only help if you let me.. Which you just refuse to do.. Can't you see that i'm just concerned..? Concerned about a friend.. Is that wrong..? I accept it.. It's my fault.. And i swear i'll make it up to you somehow.. I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask what's that about.. It's just something i've been yearning to put up.. Typing or writing is so much more better than speaking.. Really, it is.. So today i had my Geog, Chem and Eng.. I think i can pass all three.. I studies so damn hard for geog for nothing in the end.. -.- The questions were easy and i studied more than required.. And Chem paper..? Well it was kinda hard, but there was nothing about Metals and Alloy! I studied that for nothing too..-.- Anyways, it's CT week.. Hopefully i can pass all my subs. I really, really wanna pass all my subs.. Tomorrow's Physics paper and Maths.. Maths, i'm hoping that i'll pass.. Physics.. Well.. My physics isn't going to make it as long as Mr.Liew is my teaching me.. I tried listening..Didn't work.. Tried asking him questions so as to get a clearer explanation.. Didn't work.. Tried asking help from friends.. Didn't work.. They themselves need help too..&lt;___&lt;'' Yup, i'm gonna fail my Physics.. It'll be a miracle if i actually passes Physics.. God damn this physics.. If it wasn't for physics i'll probably be acing my combine science. -.- Surprisingly, i like chem so yea.. You get my point right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed Untouchables from Erielle.. I'm currently addicted to a new series of books.. The Private Novels.. They are really good.. Seriously, i'm on the third book now.. And i swear to god, i like the books so much that i read it finish in two days.. Now i'm reading Untouchables. So far, so good.. The Private Series Show online is a total flop. Loads and loads of bad remarks.. Mostly because the cast didn't reach the viewer's expectations and of course because the storyline of the show was kinda different from the storyline of the books.. Guess the director was just trying to make it a little different and ended up messing it up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, i need to get going i guess.. MATHS CT tomorrow.. I really really wanna pass my maths and make my parents happy.. Though, i'm not sure if they would actually show it.. Yea, my father might.. But my mother.. Haiz.. Never mind. Wish me luck guys.. I need all the luck i can get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha..&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/4118704301393939616-3806086131830272660?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3806086131830272660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3806086131830272660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3806086131830272660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1222324610362982335</id><published>2009-08-10T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:20:32.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erielle&apos;s house is awesome. Am so going to come to her house for Christmas and everytime i get a chance to come. xD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yo people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where i'm typing from? Erielle Quintana's house! She lives in a three storey bungalow sia! &lt;_&lt; I'm currently typing from her laptop. The keys are damn nice but i'm typing slower than usual 'cause i'm not used to her keys yet. But no worries, at least i'm typing right. [: I swear to god, her bed is DAMN comfortable. It's pink [SY got ecstatic when she saw the bed] and bloody soft. So, so,so damn soft. If only i could stay over at her house, i definitely would. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures in SY's laptop[webcam] wearing Erielle's shades. The pictures turned out damn funny. Oh, oh. Hold that thought, HT just said something.&lt;br /&gt;He Tong: "I'm the only boy here. I'm enjoying life. Enjoying life."&lt;br /&gt;Dirty minded idiot. xD Haha. True though. He's the only boy in the room. e__e'' Sounds kinda wrong when you talk about it. But don't get the wrong idea people. We are very good and innocent ah. 'Sides, Erielle has her Zac Efron..SY has her computer games.. And me..? Well i've got nothing but i'm innocent. Seriously. xD  Right so are just slacking instead of working on the class video and the enviroment project. xD Shieh Ying is SINGING The soprano is singing. I heard Erielle sing for the first time. Wow, that girl can sing man. Seriously. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, HT is so noisy lerh. Oh yea, speaking of HT. You should have seen what he had done when we were waiting for Erielle to come the bus stop. xD He saw some girl and since she had a haircut like Erielle and since the girl was waving he thought it was Erielle and started walking towards her, waving. xD Lmao. Eventually, the girl WASN'T Erielle and the gil was waving at SOMEONE ELSE. Let e repeat, the girl was waving at SOMEONE ELSE. xD I was laughing my head off. Damn funny sia.  Well, i think i should get back to them. I'm already moving to the Ne-Yo song SY is playing. I'll take off now and type in more details tomorrow. Bye Bee~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha &lt;br /&gt;P.S. HT is blind. [: Proof given in the 3rd paragraph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1222324610362982335?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1222324610362982335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/yo-people-guess-where-im-typing-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1222324610362982335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1222324610362982335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/yo-people-guess-where-im-typing-from.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2602027143973458740</id><published>2009-08-10T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:10:55.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="lucida grande" color="#3333ff"&gt;I will stay strong.. I must stay strong.. For the sake of my friends.. My family..And my ambitions.. I want to live. Yet multiple occurences are starting to destroy that little spark of hope that's fueling me.. What are you getting from doing this to me, hm..? Would it make you happy if i ceased to exist..? Would it make you happy if i existed but with a disabled body..? Or would it make you happy if i laid at your feet all my life and obliged to your every need.. Come on, tell me what is it that you want..? I can't take anymore of your torture.. Spare me from your arrogant nature, would you..? Because i wouldn't stay silent for long and i'm sure you wouldn't be able to take it when my patience finally reaches it's limit..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;Have you made up your mind..? As to what to say or what to do..? Of course you haven't.. What was i expecting..? A clear and quick answer from you..? I had seen this coming, but i had let my ignorance rule my mind.. Now i'm paying the price for that overwhelming ignorance.. And i'm not going to resist the consquences..For i know perfectly well that i deserve the pain.. Yet i did this all only for you..And when i ask for an answer, you're always beating around the bush..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Ola amigos.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Feeling much better today. Maybe it's because i'm going out later. Realllllly looking forward to entering Erielle's house for the first time. I've got a feeling her house is much nicer than mine. xD And He Tong should be happy. He'll finally have some male company[Erielle's younger brother]. xD. Hmm so, apparently SY is bringing her laptop. Wonder if her Laptop is pink too.. That girl is OBSESSED with pink. Her bag is pink. Her handphone is pink. Even the pouch in which she keeps her handphone is pink! I guess she'll be the happiest person in the world if Mdm Shanti[Principle] changed out uniforms to pink. Though, i wouldn't be escatic as she would be. Definitely not.. Not that i don't like pink.. But seeing TOO much pink would make my head and eyes hurt. I swear to god i'll burn the school down if our uniforms' color is changed to pink, which obviously wouldn't happen in another thousand years! Okay well, i think it's very obvious that i'm feeling happier today right..? That's a good thing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Funny thing is, i shouldn't be happy. My mother isn't talking to me because of some stupid quarral we had over the television.. And, might i add, SHE made such a small arguement into such a big thing. Sometimes i really wonder if she really is 44 or not.. Ugh..=_=.. And dad's been a little naggy but i have to say.. He's much more supportive than my mother is.. The nagging part is well.. Expected.. He's 58 years old.. So it isn't exactly a surprise..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Anyways, i'm broke..My sister's broke..And my parents' are broke.. Could things get much worser than it already is..? Well in the case of money that is.. Ugh, ugh, triple ugh! =__= I hate this fucking thing called money.. But sadly, i've no choice but to need it because i'll have no life without money.. Curse the idiot who created money and it's system.. Or whatever you call it..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;And btw, i'm sorry if i'm using very cheem english.. I've been typing in cheem english nowadays..No idea why..But come to think of it, I LOVE TYPING like that.. It makes me feel so.. So sophisticated.. xD Weird, i know.. And btw, the first two paragraphs in blue and purple is just something i randomly typed.. Dunno why..o.O Just came to my mind so i typed it.. Anyways, i guess i'll just take off now.. Bye Bee~! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;xoxo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Geetha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-2602027143973458740?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2602027143973458740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-stay-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2602027143973458740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2602027143973458740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-will-stay-strong.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8947070547350127038</id><published>2009-08-09T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T14:18:24.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Waiting to watch Singapore Idol.-'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does blogger have to annoy the crap out of me when i'm already in a bad mood..? I'm currently typing under the HTML box since the tab where i'm SUPPOSED to type under[where i can change the font and etc] is missing. =__= Yes, yes.. I'm still feeling kinda suicidal but at least a little bit more better than yesterday.. Sorta almost snapped yesterday.. My mom had cooked.. We were planning on eating as a FAMILY.. Well, it had been kinda long since we actually sat down together and ate together..So i was looking forward to the little family time i assumed we would share.. Well my hopes went down the drain when my mom and sister argued over something stupid and spoiled the whole excitement i was feeling.. In the end i ate with my mom only.. I'm not going to emphasize on whose fault it was but i can only say one thing.. Parents: Unreasonable.. Sister: Hot-tempered.. I wouldn't be surprised if i was going to insane soon.. I can feel it coming anyway.. 'It' being the loss of my sanity.. Don't ask why i'm fretting over such a small matter.. This is only ONE of the many things i'm currently depressed about.. Why does the damn world have to revolve around money?! Do you know how it is now..? It's like if you have money you'll survive.. If you don't, then be prepared to die.. Ugh.. =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to having breakfast with Zilah tomorrow.. Though, i really don't know what time and where yet.. &lt;_&lt; Need to ask Zilah of HT later.. I really don't want to eat at Bedok.. I'm starting to get a little sick of Bedok inter.. Sorry but that's the truth..&lt;_&lt; And i reallllllllly need comfort food right now.. Maybe chocolate waffles with extra chocolate again..? Or maybe i could get a chocolate frappe tomorrow, if only i knew where i could get the money to buy the food from.. &lt;__&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The construction work going on near my house is seriously annoying.. Everywhere i turn there's some India men there who just stares at me like he's never seen a girl before.. I'll tell you guys a secret.. I get paranoid when i'm being stared at.. And i'm sorta scared of foreign men.. No idea why..o.O &lt;__&lt; Don't laugh and use it against me, got it..? I swear i'll kick your ass if you used it against me! Well, provided i'm not too paranoid to move when you start staring at me.. &lt;__&lt;'' Ok, ok.. So yea, it's annoying.. And noisy! And not to mention dusty.. I've been sneezing more than usual. Definitely not good! I U-S-E-D to be asthmatic. I seriously don't want to get asthma again.. No way.. e__e''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so.. I've been looking forward to the creation of the class committee as well.. Our class really needs it. [: Don't worry, i'm sure the class committee will be able to bring 312 back into the spotlight! Okay, the spotlight isn't exactly important. But at least the class committee would help make the class be as one again! That's good news people! So appreciate the efforts of our classmates and try to cooperate.. At this point i really want to mention a few people's names.. These people really deserve alot of appreciation and gratitude.. And these people are:&lt;br /&gt;-Ben&lt;br /&gt;-Aswan&lt;br /&gt;-He Tong&lt;br /&gt;-Isma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously not being biased or anything.. I'm just saying that these four people deserve to be thanked.. Show some gratitude! Go up to them and tell them a simple 'Thank you' and all would be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aitez, well.. I've been having MAJOR mood swings.. And it's definitely not PMS.. I think i should go seek a listening ear.. It might help right..? To talk to someone.. But then again, i don't want to trouble others with my own problems.. That would unfair.. I mean everyone has their own problems and i can't go and just dump my problems onto them.. It would make their burden heavier.. Eh.. Maybe time's the key to everything.. Time might either make me insane.. Or time might help me keep my sanity.. But silence isn't going to help.. So if i start jumping around like some crazy lunatic don't be surprised.. I'm just trying to calm down and chill.. xD[Told you about the mood swings..]&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll just take off now.. Hopefully, my blogger starts working properly soon..Or i'm seriously going to shift my blog to some other site.. Anyways, Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8947070547350127038?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8947070547350127038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-does-blogger-have-to-annoy-crap-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8947070547350127038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8947070547350127038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-does-blogger-have-to-annoy-crap-out.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8689649319402339880</id><published>2009-08-09T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:49:00.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by Shafirah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you sinqle or attached ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you have a person you like ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: ._. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What is the name of your person you in love with ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Not telling. r_r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)If the person you in love and your mother dropped into the sea , who will you save?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Tough question.. I'll save them both..If die die must save only one person i'll have to save my mother.. &lt;__&lt;''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Have you hug someone before ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Do you love your parents ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Will you hug the one you love ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: If i got a chance, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Are you willinq to do anythinq for your boyf/girlf ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm single actually. But if i were attached then yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Are you jealous now ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Not telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Who is the last person who msq you ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Ke Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Who is your clique ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: o.O To many people to name. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Do you want babies in future ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Too early to think about babies. &lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you prefer MacDonald , long john silver or KFC ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Very, very hard question. Hmmm.. LJS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Do you sniff glue ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No. o.O Why would i..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Do you smoke ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nope. Not intending to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)If your boyf /girlf play 2 timer behind you , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I dunno.. I'll think about it when it actually happens.. Hopefully it doesn't happen at all.. But bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)If you rich , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I dunno. o.O Erm donate money..? Spend on my friends and myself..? Give most of the money to my parents..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)If the love wants held your hand , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: &lt;__&lt; I'll oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)If the want you in love , reject you , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Well..I'll try my best to get over him.. Which will take time i suppose. I'll still hope i'll be accepted someday. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)What is your favourite character ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: MICKEY MOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Friendship or love ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Cookie monster or elmo ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Elmo, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Do you use laptop or computer ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Do you like lollipop ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Coca Cola lollipop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Do you have a diary ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nope. Too lazy to write. I'd rather type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26)there an admirer and wont die heart , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Speak in proper english please. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)If you quarrel wit your boyf / girlf , and ask for a break up , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Dunno.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Are you blur ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Now and then. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)If you can have your hair dye , what colour do you want it to be ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hmm.. I would rather get brown highlights then dying it fully brown. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Who is the last person you chatted with ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sms: He Tong.&lt;br /&gt;     On the phone: My sister.&lt;br /&gt;     Face to face: My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)How many boyf / girlf have you beaten before ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: None. o.O I'm not violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)If you boyf / girlf do not love you anymore , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I dunno. o.O What do you think i should do..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)What school are you in ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Ping Yi Sec and proud to be a Ping Yian. [312 ROCKS BABY.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Taq 10 bestie or friends to do this quiz ?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; He Tong&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Erielle&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Norzilah&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Junior&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Jia Qi&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ariya&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Mel&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Taslim&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ke Xin&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Shieh Ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8689649319402339880?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8689649319402339880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-shafirah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8689649319402339880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8689649319402339880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-shafirah.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-410806502956876557</id><published>2009-08-08T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:32:05.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ola people..&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling really, really down since i woke up.. Actually i've been feeling down since yesterday.. It just got worse today.. Been thinking a little suicidally today.. I have no idea what's wrong with me.. Or maybe i do just that i don't want to accept it.. I really shouldn't have said it.. I should have just kept my mouth shut and be silent about it.. Ofcourse i don't stand a chance right..? Ofcourse not.. What was i thinking..? I shouldn't have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class conflicts have been getting to me a little.. Hopefully the class will come to terms with the truth about the changes in their attitudes.. And hopefully we'll see some sense too.. Being the best is not important..Not at all.. But being as one is important.. We have to keep that in mind.. Right, i'm not going to start up another lecture about the class so let's move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should talk to someone..? Someone i trust can help me..? Or i should i just stay silent and keep it to myself..? But the more i keep it to myself the more the weight on my shoulders gets heavier.. It's not a very nice feeling you know..? One of the reasons why i've been thinking a little suicidally.. God damn it.. Bleh.. I'm so sorry about this post being so gloomy..But this is where i can let go of my burdens indirectly.. Well not completely let got of my burdens but at least the weight is lifted a little.. I'll feel better, right..? Or maybe i wouldn't.. I have no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i really, really shouldn't have.. Sorry if i had freaked you out.. I know i should have kept my mouth shut about it.. I was acting on impulse.. Stupidity is part of my character.. But what i said was the truth.. I'm wasn't kidding.. Bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll just take off right now..Bye bye peepz..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-410806502956876557?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/410806502956876557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/ola-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/410806502956876557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/410806502956876557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/ola-people.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3472919781699675362</id><published>2009-08-07T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:21:36.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Harlow harlow harlow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm back! BLOGGER IS FINALLY WORKING! I managed to save my blog! [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Singtel Modem is a major pain in the ass! =_= Gah! I keep losing my train of thought because of my dearest friend who's sitting beside me now. We're playing a game! xD Damn funny sia. The good part is that i get to torture this friend of mine!! ;D And my friend just scolded me 'you're an evil, son of a...." And stops going back to thinking for an answer to the game. [: Wow, i'm typing in riddles. Bleh. Good luck trying to solve the riddles. Today started out sorta crappily. Didn't get to march for the NDP parade in school even though i attended all the practice sessions except for yesterday's cause i was absent. Fell down at the overhead bridge and i think i twisted my ankle. Not sure. Went to school in full guides uniform and used the pain relief spray on my ankle. GAH! I swear my friend here is sooooo annoying. -.- Anywayz, i had fun all in all. Oh i didn't tell you, did i..? We celebrated the national day in advance and also had the games fiesta. [: Oh, though there was one part where a boy had fallen down during the telematch. The poor boy got his bone dislocated. It was very visible. The boy's hand was bent.. Like really B-E-N-T. Scary leh! e__e'' Right, then went home. There was a dark cloud hanging over our heads.. Seriously, dark clouds have become very common nowadays.. Not only with me but most of 312.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;312: Dear 312 students.. What's going on with you people..? Come on, one month break and such a big difference..? We were the best class before the june holidays.. We were so close and happy.. Smiling all the time.. Keeping quiet when we had to.. Making noise when we needed to.. Mrs Toh was&lt;/em&gt; visibly&lt;em&gt; happy with us. She smiled often and it was so damn, bloody rare to hear her scold us. But what's happened now..? Look at us people.. After June Holidays we have become so distant from each other.. We quarell alot.. We don't talk much.. Everywhere i turn there's a conflict between some of us.. We are a class only when each an every one of us put in the effort to stay close and give in to one another.. Come on people.. See the dirt on your own back before you point it out on someone else.. Stop backstabbing each other.. Stop badmouthing about others.. We are a CLASS damn it.. C-L-A-S-S.. Think before you act.. Actions have definitely been speaking louder than words and mind you, these actions aren't being spoken very nicely.. Open your eyes people.. What you learn in the class is what you'll resort to in the future.. And you think backstabbing each other is going to help you in the future..? No, god damn it.. Please get some sense through that thick head of yours.. I don't mean to sound harsh i have no choice.. We were once the best class.. Let's achieve that again.. We did it once, why can't we do it again..? But to achieve this again we have to work together like we one did before the June Holidays.. Remember our motto..? Everyday life, working together as one..[Sorry if i got it wrong, but you get my point right..? If you still don't get my point after such a long, long post i swear i will personally come to you and murder you. I'm serious. -.- xD]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Okay, so. The past few days were okay-okay la.. Yes, i'm using 'la'! I'm a singaporean baby![National day spirit. ;D ] Now i guess i'll take off.. Bye bee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;P.S. Join in the pledge moment wherever you are on 9th august, this sunday, at 8:22pm. I don't care if you're in the middle of the road or not. Just join in.. xD That would be hilarious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3472919781699675362?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3472919781699675362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/harlow-harlow-harlow-im-back-blogger-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3472919781699675362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3472919781699675362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/08/harlow-harlow-harlow-im-back-blogger-is.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2314319112628699775</id><published>2009-07-26T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:11:19.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no. My blog isn't dying! How could you think like that? -.- xD Right, i've just been..Busy, that's all. ;D Anyways, the past few days have been just awesome.. Except for the occassional misunderstandings at home.. Racial Harmony day was awesome! I laughed and laughed the whoel day. I even smiled so much you know! Shieh Ying took more than 200 pictures! xD Check out my facebook for the pics. Out of all the classes in ping yi there was only one class that had 100% ethnic clothed students.. That class is...312! DUH! ;D 312 rocks your sockz peepz! xD We decorated the board. Erielle and i came up with a Racial Harmony Slogan "Our nation..God's best Creation.." ;D Then we wrote messages all around the board, someone drew an anti-racist dinosaur on the board. xD I wrote loads of stuff..My favorite one is "Our game, our rules..Don't compete with us, you'll just lose." xD. 312! Currently the best school in Ping Yi babe! ;D Then the day before yesterday we had 312 phone conference att around 10:30pm.. Well it was only a few people larh.. He Tong, Erielle, Divi, Farid, Junior, Mr.Hakim and Shanette.. Junior Chew kept shouting into the phone and was T-R-Y-I-N-G to sing MJ's thriller.. Well, his singing only brought nightmares for me when i went to sleep.. e__e'' Curse you and your singing Junior Chew! xD Anyways, Zilah did talk for a while..But only for a while.. I had to put down the phone at around 11:15pm..But i did have fun! ;D Was laughing my head off! xD Then yesterday night i was doing my tamil compo.. I wrote a five page essay man! Let's see what REHENNA has to say now?! Always complaint, complaint. Let's see you complaint after reading my essay. ;D Right, so i'm starving right now.. I'm going to go down and buy my chocolate waffles with EXTRA CHOCOLATE after blogging and get back to watching Alvin and The Chipmunks. They are putting that movie on Star Movies right now.. Awesome movie! Love it. xD Theodore rules! So does Simon and Alvin! Hahaz, okay. Now i'll just take off! Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&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/4118704301393939616-2314319112628699775?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2314319112628699775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2314319112628699775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2314319112628699775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_26.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-854544110001501617</id><published>2009-07-14T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:10:33.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlxKh1DnlMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X9fM_APY2N4/s1600-h/Photo0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlxKh1DnlMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X9fM_APY2N4/s320/Photo0372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358239601702442178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys were starting to think that my blog is dead, then well.. You're wrong! -.- I'm not intending on letting this blog die unless i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; don't have a choice, aye? Right, so went to school today. Missed the 222 bus so i just took 87 and walked in as usual. Mr.Ismail looked like he was in a bad mood. Didn't even smile when i showed him the thermometer and greeted him..Bleh..=_=.. Okay, anyway.. Went to class.. First period was English.. Apparently, 221 is trying to compete with 312 because right now they are the second best class while we are the best.. And they think they could do better than us! Ha! My foot! If they really could do better than us, then why are they still the second best class hm..? ;D Juniors can never beat 312 so if there's any 221 student reading this.. Well, stop trying..You know you've already lost the battle which never started..;D Okay, so moving on. After English class was Social Studies class.. Kinda boring.. I'm not going to elaborate...r_r''.. And then recess.. I guess i finally decided to join my clique in canteen again.. I've been skipping recess for so long and i probably got on their nerves..Or they probably got the wrong idea... My fault, my fault.. Sorry guys.. I'll be there for recess more often, okay..? I'm a little caught up with my own stuff so i'm trying to avoid recess.. But i'll be there for you guys.. Thanks for understanding peepz... After recess went up to art class with Saf,Turka,Um and Farhana. They were headed for maths class.. xD..Pssh... Need an explanation for my reaction to that sentence..? Well just ask me personally and i'll tell ya.. ;D Kay, so.. After school went to KFC with Turka and Divi.. Saw Zilah there with Amalina i think.. I ate cheese fries and drank pepsi.. The other two ate Zinger,student meal. Then we spilt.. I was headed for Changi General Hospital and they were going to the library.. Well, some lunatic malay guys came up to me and asked my number and then walked off laughing when i glared at them while waiting for the number nine bus.. Weirdos were screaming and shouting in the bus.. Pssh.. So immature.. And they are probably older than me! Bleh, some people just never grow up.. Peter Pan never grew up.. But he wasn't as immature as these lunatic malay guys.. Okay, okay..Moving on.. Went to see my father.. I'm missing him.. House is so quiet without him.. Hopefully he's discharged tomorrow.. And well, went home after that.. Bath, changed and blah blah blah.. Pretty boring day actually.. But bleh.. Anyway, there was an announcentment made in class today.. During art class..&lt;br /&gt;Shikin: "Listen up 312! Shieh Ying likes He Tong!"&lt;br /&gt;312 who were there: *Claps and teases Shieh Ying.*&lt;br /&gt;Shieh Ying: *Gets frustrated and ignores us.*&lt;br /&gt;xD. Was funny! Really! No offence though, He Tong and Shieh Ying. Hmm.. So.. I've got a sudden craving for chocolate waffles.. With extra chocolate! *Drools..*..xD.. Kay, kay.. I think i'll take off now, aye..? Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;To Zilah: Look Zilah.. It's true that some people are an ass.. But well.. We can't change that can we..? Your spoilt mood was my fault not hers. I should have never told you.. Or at least told you when you were calm or something.. Bleh, sorry Zilah.. You know that i truly am! I know you'll say 'It's okay'.. But i just want you to keep in mind that i'll always be here to cheer you up okay..? You always cheer me up when i'm down. And i'll do the same for you.. If i have to come to your house to cheer you up during the middle of the night i would do it.[Not kidding.] Because you're my malay sister.. You've explained to me.. Explain to her now.. She might understand.. Or might not.. I don't know.. But remember, you've got me..And others too.. So..Keep smiling okay?! You better or i'll make you watch endless videos of Russell Peter. ;]&lt;br /&gt;To those who have no idea what i'm talking about in the paragraph i typed for Zilah:&lt;br /&gt;Please don't assume things and get the wrong idea. She's my malay S-I-S-T-E-R. And she's going through a rough patch. So back off and don't question her anything about..Anything! Leave her be people.. And leave me be too. And all would be fine. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-854544110001501617?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/854544110001501617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/854544110001501617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/854544110001501617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_14.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlxKh1DnlMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X9fM_APY2N4/s72-c/Photo0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5300136686644401969</id><published>2009-07-12T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:50:05.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;New York nagaram urangum neram thanimai adarnthathu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Panniyum padarnthathu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Kappal irangiye kaatrum karayil nadanthathu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Naangu kannadi suvarkalukulle naanum mezhuguvathiyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thanimai thanimayo...kodumai kodumayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;New York nagaram urangum neram thanimai adarnthathu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;paniyum padarnthathu kappal irangiye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;kaatrum karayil nadanthathu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Naangu kannadi suvarkalukulle naanum mezhuguvathiyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;thanimai thanimayo....thanimai thanimayo......kodumai kodumayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ohhh..oh..oh...oh... (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Pechellam thaalatu pola ennai uranga vaika nee illai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Thinamum oru muththam thanthu kaalai coffee koduka nee illai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;vizhiyil vizhum thoosi thannai naaval edukka nee ingu illai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;manathil ezhum kuzhappam thannai theerka nee inge illai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;naan inge neeyum ange &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;inda thanimayil nimishangal varushamaanatheno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;vaan inge neelam ange inda uvamaiku iruvarum vilakamaanatheno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ohhh.....Oh....&lt;/span&gt;[Translation: I'm here and you are there.. These moments of loneliness are like years for me]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;New York nagaram urangum neram thanimai adanguthu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;paniyum padarnthathu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ohhh..oh..oh...oh...(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Naatkurippil nooru thadavai unthan peyarai ezhuthum en penaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ezhuthiyathum erumbu moikka peyarum aanathenna thaena??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Jil endru poomi irunthum intha tharunaththil kulir kaalam kodai aanatheno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Vaa anbe neeyum vanthaal senthanal kooda pani katti pola maarume!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;new york.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe4-dumMPxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oe4-dumMPxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5300136686644401969?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5300136686644401969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-york-nagaram-urangum-neram-thanimai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5300136686644401969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5300136686644401969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-york-nagaram-urangum-neram-thanimai.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5074939310920761408</id><published>2009-07-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:03:09.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote by Geetha- &quot;I love him... But does he..?&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. So, today was just the same old boring day as always.. I just finished my maths homework! Phew, maths gives me headaches. But i need maths to get through Secondary three. Thanks Ms.Saw for helping me pass my maths. If it wasn't for you, i would probably still be failing maths like i have been for the past eight years.. Yes, i've been failing maths since Primary 1 till Sec 2...Don't laugh! What am i supposed to do if i suck at maths..? &lt;_&lt;'' Right, so i was watching Jillunu Oru Kadhal on Vasantham Central earlier. Love that movie.. Let me repeat.. I L-O-V-E that movie.. Very nice story and the cinematography is nice too.. The songs in the movie are awesome.. Especially New York Nagaram.. I'll put up the lyrics of that song later and translate my favorite part into English. It's these kind of songs that inspire me to write my own lyrics.. And inspire me to learn the guitar.. Speaking of learning the guitar.. I'm not a professional guitarist yet.. I'm just waiting things to settle here and for some of my stress and problems to fade.. I'll resume my guitar lessons after that.. And i will become a professional guitarist. [: Okay, so right now i'm sorta bored.. As usual.. I'm just multi-tasking to keep me occupied.. Which isn't exactly working that much.. Multi-tasking as in listening to a song while singing along with it while typing crap while thinking while typing more crap while staring at the computer's screen while i keep typing crap.. xD Okay, okay.. I think i'm going to take off now.. I'll put up the lyrics after this, okay..? Bye Bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&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/4118704301393939616-5074939310920761408?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5074939310920761408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_342.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5074939310920761408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5074939310920761408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_342.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5137741433681683162</id><published>2009-07-11T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:30:24.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ola Amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me start off my wishing all those who were born in July. Happy Birthday to Ms Jew! Happy Birthday to He Tong![9th July] Happy Birthday to Mrs Toh![12th July] Happy Birthday to Ben![16th July] Happy Birthday to my dearest friend Zilah![21st July] I'm sorry if i forgot anyone's birthday. I've been a little preoccupied. &lt;_&lt; Yea, so we celebrated Mrs Toh's birthday yesterday. Ben had bought the cake.[Chocolate cake! ;D] Divi prepared the cake while Shieh Ying, Zilah, Aswan, Maggie, Shanette and me decorated the whiteboard. Plan was to begin at around 12:40pm but something went wrong. Fidi went unconcious and frightened us all! She was unconcious for so long. Wish they had carried her to the general office or sick bay immediately. Besides she's so small and light, how hard could it be to carry her huh..? Anyway, she was turning so pale.. Frightened me.. I wish i knew what happened.. Or at least to know she was fine.. Mind you, i wasn't being KPO. I was concerned. Hopefully she's fine.. Should maybe call her something.. Anyway, the party got delayed because Mrs Toh had to call Fidi's parents and talk to them.. Quite a number of people left before she came.. Come on la.. It's your form teacher's birthday, you know.. At least show her some appreciation through this kind of things.. Besides she isn't a bad teacher at all.. Infact she's the best teacher i've ever had in my secondary school life! And i'm sure many of my fellow classmates feel the same way. Right, so when she came we popped the party poppers. And laughed alot.. She cut cake.. Shieh Ying took loads of pictures.. Then she gave out cake pieces.[Didn't feel like eating. But i did take a small piece from Erielle. Thanks Erielle.] Then we went back home.. Or at least some of them did.. He Tong, Shanette and i went to Zilah's house.. Talk crap.. Laugh alot.. Ate chocolate and Tom Yam mee.. Then finally went back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A special dedication to Mrs Toh: Mrs Toh.. I hope you would come across my blog someday and see this small part i've written for you.. I'm taking this opportunity to tell you that you're the best teacher a student could ever ask for.. You care for us all like a mother and always want the best for us.. You try not to shout at us and you are always able to calm us down,even when we are very noisy, without screaming. You put up with all our nonsense and always smile so cutely. Your sons are very lucky to have a mother like you. And i consider myself very, very lucky to have a teacher like you.. 312 wouldn't be such a great class without you.. We wouldn't have got multiple compliments if it wasn't for you.. We wouldn't have won during the camp if it wasn't for you.. Thank you Mrs Toh for being such a great teacher and friend.. We love you.. I love you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Happy Advanced brithday! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Guess i'll take off now. Bye Bee~! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----I wish i could cry.. Yet i don't have a shoulder to cry on.. I wish i could scream.. Yet i'm not given an opportunity to do so.. I wish i could laugh..Yet people like them always make it end so quickly.. I wish i could die.. Yet i don't wish to hurt my friends and family.. Guess i'm depressed..But no one's going to help.. ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5137741433681683162?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5137741433681683162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5137741433681683162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5137741433681683162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos_11.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6633399933536100523</id><published>2009-07-06T17:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:16:28.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ola Amigos. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, yet another new greeting. Anyways, let me start off my saying that Zilah, Shieh Ying and He Tong are the best people a person can hang out with. Lolz, we laughed our heads off today. I reached Bedok Interchange at around 8:45 in the morning thinking that Zilah asked to meet at nine.. I got it wrong.. Supposed to be 9:30&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xD So i ended up waiting for around half and hour until Zilah came and saved me from my loneliness. Then we took 31 and made our way to Parkway Parade.. Met Shieh Ying and went inside PP. Gosh we were laughing through out the whole day. xD We ate our breakfast at Banquet. Took pictures. Talk crap..[MAJOR,MAJOR CRAP] Then we just went here and there for a moment before we went to library. There we started working on our birthday presents for the teachers, Mrs Toh and Ms Jew.. We made a chocolate cake out of clay for Ms Jew and a big card which looks like a book for Mrs Toh.. Creative right..? Art students mah! Except for He Tong, but he helped! :] So after 3 hours of hard work, He Tong wanted to go to East Coast.. Buuuuuut, it started to rain so plan cancelled. xD Sorry He Tong! We go some other day, okay..? :] So we went back to PP[Getting kinda wet in the process] and just roamed around, laughing our heads off and talking so loudly.. But we didn't care! We were having fun! Zilah kept saying 'sorry' as always.. And He Tong kept saying 'If you can't beat them, join them'..[Hint hint. If you want to know what he meant by that, here's a clue: He was the only boy. The rest were just SY, Zilah and me-Girls..;D] Ate at banquet again.. I ate cheesy fries.. Shieh Ying and He Tong ate Fries with Nuggets.. He Tong was eating like some wild animal, Shieh Ying was eating and laughing. Zilah and i share-share the cheesy fries.. After that SY went her own way back home.. Zilah, He Tong and i took 31 back to Bedok Interchange.. Then Zilah went to take 168, He Tong and i took 25.. :] Seriously, it was bloody darn fun! I'll upload a few pictures.. More pictures at Shieh Ying's blog.[I'll be grabbing some of her pictures, cause she has a few pictures of me and He Tong's MJ hat..;D].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-6633399933536100523?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6633399933536100523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6633399933536100523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6633399933536100523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/ola-amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1948115343765646646</id><published>2009-07-05T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:04:23.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1rsuwwtmIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1rsuwwtmIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blame it on the boogie! One of Jackson 5's best songs.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1948115343765646646?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1948115343765646646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/blame-it-on-boogie-one-of-jackson-5s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1948115343765646646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1948115343765646646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/blame-it-on-boogie-one-of-jackson-5s.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4669584417717097015</id><published>2009-07-05T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:46:33.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://movies.indiatimes.com/photo.cms?msid=3637971"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://movies.indiatimes.com/photo.cms?msid=3637971" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Shahid kapoor.. My new, most favorite bollywood actor.. Is he hot or what..? xD.. Truthfully speaking, he does look a little bit like Shah Rukh Khan.. And i apologize if i spelled Shah Rukh Khan's name wrongly.. xD.. I'm going to officially make Shahid Kapoor mine! xD.. Haha.. Bleh.. Don't worry, i'm not obsessed.. The only person i'm obsessed with is Peter pan! ;D Peter pan is M-I-N-E! All rights reserved.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4669584417717097015?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4669584417717097015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/shahid-kapoor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4669584417717097015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4669584417717097015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/shahid-kapoor.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7945831464620059647</id><published>2009-07-05T10:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:48:10.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlAia6gitFI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRAx2W5swLA/s1600-h/For+the+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlAia6gitFI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRAx2W5swLA/s320/For+the+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354817802721211474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stress.. Stress.. Stress.. Gah.. =__=... Can't someone just murder me already..? Life's crap right now.. It hurts me so much to see my dad like that.. His condition just keeps worsening.. He might not tell me, but i can see that he's suffering every single second.. Now, there's some sort of scars on his legs.. You know, those kind of scars a diabetic patient would get on his or her leg..?[Yea, my dad's diabetic] According to what i know, if these 'scars' spread around his whole leg, his leg must be amputated.. For those who do not know what amputation is, it is removing a particular body part by surgery.. In this case, the leg.. Hopefully nothing like that would happen to my dad.. I want him to live on.. Be there for me.. I'm not ready to lose him yet.. I'm not ready to lose anyone yet! &lt;/span&gt;Then there's my mother.. She too is constantly in pain.. I'm not going to elaborate.. Elaborating will only make my stress level rise.. Then there's my sister.. She's depressed.. Seriously depressed.. She might not show it, but i can see it.. Yet what have i done to help her..? Nothing.. All i can do is talk to her.. That's all.. And i'm just being a nuisance for my parents, what with all the falling down and injuring my hand.. I'm a useless daughter and sister.. What's the point of being in the family when i can't do anything right or make anything right or even just help to make things right..? Come on.. Someone murder me already! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Haiz.. Look at me now.. So out of my league.. I was throwing tantrums at my dad again instead of helping him out.. Making him smile.. Guess my mom's starting to see that i'm disturbed about something because yesterday, she let me lay down on her lap.. Something she doesn't do that often la.. Because she's in pain and etc.. But yesterday she herself asked me to lie down on her lap.. I eventually fell asleep.. It felt good.. It still feels good.. But the guilt is overwhelming.. Guilt of being so useless.. *Sigh..*.. I'm going to have my breakfast.. Maggie mee.. So i'll just take off.. Bye bee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7945831464620059647?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7945831464620059647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7945831464620059647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7945831464620059647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SlAia6gitFI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRAx2W5swLA/s72-c/For+the+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3491444839151699129</id><published>2009-07-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:03:51.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could you be any worse than this..? I hate to say it but aren't you just a true bitch..? What have i not done for you..? I treated you so nicely and don't&lt;br /&gt;deny the fact that i'm still treating you so nicely despite how you treat me.. I'm not asking you to treat me like a queen.. Just treat me like a friend and not&lt;br /&gt;a slave... I have to be there to keep you company when you're alone and when you have the others to be with you, you shove me away..? I have to be nice to you&lt;br /&gt;and musn't leave you out, but you can leave me out..? Don't give a damn about me..? You can get angry when i'm not being a good friend and i can't get angry&lt;br /&gt;since you never are a good friend... It's partly my fault.. I shouldn't have been so lenient to you.. I shouldn't have let you get the better of me.. Yet do you know&lt;br /&gt;why i keep quiet every time you were being a bitch to me..? Because you're my friend... I just can't bring myself to scold you though i know perfectly well that&lt;br /&gt;you truly deserve it.. But my patience too has it's limit.. I can't just let you keep using me and shoving me away then using me again.. I won't let you do it..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i can't bring myself to scold you.. But i can avoid you.. I'll avoid you and happily pay the price for it.. Even if the price is losing some other friends..&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to pay the price and i will pay it... And you shall finally learn your lesson.. The boat in which you sail so proudly shall sink.. The mask which you&lt;br /&gt;hide behind will be torn.. Mark my words, dear friend.. Mark my words........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gah.. I'm in such a foul mood.. People just get on my nerves.. To tell you the truth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; is getting on my nerves... It's not fair for just one person to put me in such a bad mood.. Not fair at all.. What am i to do..? My life isn't always as easy as my parents think it is.. And these stuff just makes my already bad mood swings even worse.. I used to be crazier than usual during the monthly cycle.. But look at me now.. I'm going around, throwing tantrums at people and letting the foulness of my mood leak into my actions.. I've been rude to my parents.. I'm not talking to my sister properly.. Anger keeps taking it's toll on me.. And guess what..? I've gone and fell down two days ago.. Now my left hand is swollen and bloody painful.. Might be going KK tomorrow.. My parents are worried 'cause i've fractured my left hand twice before.. Then there's quite a number of birthdays coming up.. Ben's.. He Tong's.. Zilah's.. Mrs Toh's.. Ms Jew's.. Zilah and i have made plans to celevrate their birthday.. SY and Erielle are helping too.. We're meeting up on Monday to go Tampinese.. I'm not going to let them down and back out because of my own problems... So i'll just go and hopefully my foul mood doesn't show... Besides i'm counting on Zilah to make me smile throughout the whole day... Zilah;s the most capable of doing that.. I'm counting on you Zilah.. And SY... And Erielle.. Okay.. I guess i'll take off now.. Bye bee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I typed this whole post with only one hand, my right hand. Don't i deserve claps..?&lt;br /&gt;;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3491444839151699129?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3491444839151699129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/could-you-be-any-worse-than-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3491444839151699129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3491444839151699129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/could-you-be-any-worse-than-this.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7574833098134207285</id><published>2009-07-01T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:12:50.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello people. I told you guys that i'll be posting again today right..? Haha. ;D Okay so, if you're wondering why i'm posting or what i'm posting i'm just going to post lyrics of a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz  &lt;/span&gt;song. Did i mention that i'm a fan of Jason Mraz..? No..? Well, now you know. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Jason Mraz feat Colbie Caillat - Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Do you hear me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm talking to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I keep you with me in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; They don't know how long it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Waiting for a love like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Every time we say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I wish we had one more kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; [ Jason Mraz Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky we're in love every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; To an island where we'll meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; though the breezes through trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; As the world keeps spinning round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; You hold me right here right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I'm lucky we're in love every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&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/4118704301393939616-7574833098134207285?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7574833098134207285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7574833098134207285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7574833098134207285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3747385570488677124</id><published>2009-07-01T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:13:26.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='n'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello fellow earthlings. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;How have you people been..? Reply that question in the tag box okay..? Actually i'm just trying to get people to tag me. xD No one's written in the tag box for some time now. So sad.. Yesterday was 30th June. My mother's birthday! Went to school and came back home quickly. Before i speak about what happened at home, let me say this: Mr. Shahid is back! ;D After six months of 'missing in action' he's back and teaching my class English this time. Last year he taught my class History. I got passed my History, thanks to Mr. Shahid. =] Mdm Rehenna is back too. Teaching the 3NA Indian students Tamil. Like Mr Shahid, she had gone missing in action for six months too. But now she's back. [Bleh. Fine, fine. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy because Mr Shahid is back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy for Mdm Rehenna's return. First day of teaching after six months and she speaks with such heavy sarcasm to almost all of us..] Had to write a quick essay for Mr Shahid during english. I  wrote a narritive story. About appreciating your parents. ;D Let me take this opportunity to say that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i appreciate my parents completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Yes, we have our sour times.. My mother's wild tantrums and my father's constant nagging.. But sometimes i'm annoying too.. So it's even..? Besides, i couldn't ask for better parents than the ones i already have. :D Oh i also appreciate my sister ofcourse! How can i not..? Okay, back to my mother's birthday. I went home, waited for my sister to get up, go bathe and do whatever she needed to do. Then her friend came. Megala. Megala is Chindian![Part Chinese, part Indian.] But she looks like a chinese girl rather than an indian girl. FYI, Megala is a pure Indian name. So well, i was a little shocked when she started speaking tamil. xD She spoke tamil better than i did! x__x'' I can't help it if i can't speak tamil properly right..? At least i can write it properly! Right, so i handed some money to my sister so that she and Megala can go buy the cake. They bought a chocolate cake and a small plastic box of strawberries. My mother loved strawberries so we took a few of those from the box and placed it on the the cake. =] And then my sister's remaining friends arrived. Sathya, Jason and Renuka. Then we all sang the 'Happy Birthday' song and fed her cake. Took videos. Had some laughs. We started playing games. I only went to bed at around 2 in the morning. But i don't regret staying up so late. I laughed heartily and smiled widely.. Well my point is, i loved the 'mini celebration'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now, moving on to more serious matters. The number of victims affected by the H1N1 influenza is now standing at 701. The number of victims is increasing very quickly! Hopefully no one dies in Singapore because of the influenza. Oh and i had just recently discovered that Megan Fox is a transexual! And to think she was so gorgeous. Wow, the news of her being a transexual had probably broken many guy's hearts. Or maybe not.. I still do see a number of peeple who still like Megan Fox despite her being transexual. I guess i should be appreciative of these people.. Why..? Well they are accepting Megan Fox as a girl despite her being  transexual. Or maybe they just think she's hot and don't care about her past.. Whatever it is, i can't deny the fact that this news was a shocker to me. Oh, oh! And Mr.Utt[He comes on MTV and etc.] got kissed on the cheek by Megan Fox. I wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't washed that cheek of his since then wasn't just a rumor. xD I guess that's it for today. I'll post again soon. Probably again today.. I was thinking of posting lyrics or maybe a small extract from the.. Erm.. Short stories i'm writing.. Well look out for the extract okay..? And tag me if you have any comments about the extract. Please and thank you. ;] Bye bee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3747385570488677124?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3747385570488677124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-fellow-earthlings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3747385570488677124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3747385570488677124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-fellow-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1880087213891442604</id><published>2009-06-27T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:13:43.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think off the top of your head, and then answer the questions. Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them. After doing this, tag your 21 friends to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 1. Divitra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 2. Turka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 3. Safana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 4. Tafsila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 5. SatyaKala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 6. Norzilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 7. Erielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 8. Shieh Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 9. Shanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 10. Sarabanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 11. Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 12. Taslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 13.Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 14. He Tong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 15. Farid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 16. Syaiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 17. Sindhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 18. Bharati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 19. Uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 20. Meenu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 21. Vithya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *How did you meet 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Same class. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What would you do if you and 15 had never met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; I don't know.. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What would you do if 20 and 1 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Meenu and Divitra..? xD Are you kidding..?! They're both girls for god's sake! xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you ever seen 17 cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Nope. Never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Would 4 and 16 make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Syaiful and Tafsila..? Nooo! e..e''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Do you want to be 13's friend forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Duh! He's the craziest person i've ever met. It would be nice to be his friend forever. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Do you think 11 is attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *No comments.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What’s 5’s favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Erm.. Blue, i think.. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *When was the last time you talked to 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yesterday, if sms counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What language does 8 speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English. Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Who is 13 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Junior..? Oh he's going out with Lucille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What grade is 16 in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Sec 3. My class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Would you ever date 17?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Er.. No. 17 is a girl. e..e''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Where does 18 live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Bedok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What is the best thing about 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Cute. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What would you like to tell 10 right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yo brotha! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What is the best thing about 20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; She's funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you ever kissed 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Errr. No. e..e'' Turka's a G-I-R-L. I'm not lesbian. r.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What’s the best memory you have of 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; India trip. When we celebrated her birthday there. And got cake all over her face. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *When’s the next time you’re going to see 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; After school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *How is 7 different from 6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Diff country. Erielle's from philipines and moved to Singapore. Diff faces.. Erielle doesn't wear specs, Zilah does. And so on..&lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Is 2 pretty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What was your first impression of 15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Wow.. His eyes are red. [ Saw him FIRST during the school registration thingy. In 2007, December. He was sitting infront of me. And when he turned around his eyes were so red.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *How did you meet 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Same school. Same level. Same tamil class. Same Stream. =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Is 19 your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Not exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Do you hate 12?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Of course not. He's my friend. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you seen 18 in the last month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yea, in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *When was the last time you saw 16?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; During Mr.Liew's physic's remedial i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you been to 5’s house?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *When’s the next time you’ll see 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; After school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Are you close to 11?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you been to the movies with 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Sadly, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Have you gotten in trouble with 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Would you give 19 a hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; O course. Why wouldn't i..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *When have you lied to 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yea. If i need to give her surprise or something. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Is 11 good at socializing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Do you know a secret about 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *Describe the relationship between 12 and 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Do they even know each other..? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What’s the best thing about your friendship with 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; xD I can make fun of her fave stars and not get killed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; *What’s the worst thing about 6?&lt;br /&gt;She likes to say 'sorry' for everything. &lt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Have you ever had a crush on 12?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  Do i have to answer that..? ._.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *How long have you known 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Since sec 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Have you ever been in a fight with 13?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Does 11 have a bf/gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Not that i know of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Have you ever wanted to punch 1 in the face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Maybe. xD No la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Has 21 met your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *How did you meet 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Same class this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Erm. Yea. I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Do you live close to 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; No. I live far far away from almost everyone i know. x__x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *What is 8’s favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; I dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *What kind of car does 1 have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; She doesn't have a license, let along a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *Have you traveled anywhere with 9?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; *If you gave 14 $100, what would they spend it on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Erm.. I dunno.. Let me ask him. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &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/4118704301393939616-1880087213891442604?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1880087213891442604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/write-names-of-21-friends-you-can-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1880087213891442604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1880087213891442604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/write-names-of-21-friends-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1689283291544511152</id><published>2009-06-27T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:13:58.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;if you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counseling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; if you get more than 20, you’re paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; if you get 11-20, you are normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; if you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; people who don’t have any are full of crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Tag 10 of your friends and find out whether or not they suffer paranoia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; I fear ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] black people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] staying single forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] being a parent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] being myself in front of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] open spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] closed spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] flowers or other plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; total so far: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] being touched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] deep water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] snakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] silk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] thunder/lightning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] frogs/toads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] rats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] jumping from high places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; total so far: 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] crossing hanging bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] being robbed/mugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] clowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] large crowds of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] men &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] having great responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] doctors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] tornadoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; total so far: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] incurable diseases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] sharks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] ghosts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] poverty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] trains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] odd numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] even numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x]becoming blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] becoming deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] growing up, old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; total so far: 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] creepy noises in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [x] not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] needles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; [ ] blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; total: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of 22 fears out of 72 fears. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me paranoid. Yes, yes i am. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &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/4118704301393939616-1689283291544511152?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1689283291544511152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-get-more-than-30-i-strongly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1689283291544511152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1689283291544511152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-get-more-than-30-i-strongly.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8777397140986994387</id><published>2009-06-27T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:14:12.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;50 FIRST REACTIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you see these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random it is, just type it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 1. Beer: Carlsburg ad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 2. Food: Yea.. I need food right now.. I'm starving! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 3. Relationships: Am single. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 4. Your CRUSH: Shush. I'm not telling who it is. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 5. Power Rangers: I like the on in the red suit! But i don't know his name. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 6. Life: Life's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 7. The President: S.R. Nathan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 8. Yummy: You're making me more hungry. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 9. Cars: Porsche baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 10. Movie: I so wanna watch Transformers and Harry Potter[July 16th]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 11. Halloween: Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 12. Sex: Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 13. Religion: Hindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 14. Hate: Backstabbing bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 15. Fear: Ghosts. r.r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 16. Marriage: .-. Hmm.. The last time i went to a marriage i fell down. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 17. Blondes: America..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 18. Slippers: Flats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 19. Shoes: Sneakers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 20. Asians: Asians Rule!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 21. Pass time: Books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 22. One night stand: Erm.. Ewww. e...e''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 23. My Cell Phone: Can't live without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 24. Smoke: Smoking is repulsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 25. Fantasy: Wish i could live in a fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 26. College: Must study alot.. x__x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 27. High school life: Living it. Loving it. And sometimes hating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 28. Pajamas: Don't have one. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 29. Stars: Stars are pretty *_* The ones in the skies! Not the hollywood stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 30. Center: .-. Bleh..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 31. Alcohol: I'll never touch it! e..e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 32. The word love: Love. What can i say..? It's an emotion which is hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 33. Friends: Awesome peepz. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 34. Money: Money is everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 35. Heartache: MJ..? King Of Pop is gone! My heartaches &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 36. Time: 1:16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 37. Divorce: Stupid people get divorced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 38. Dogs: Appu![Cousin's pet dog's name.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 39. Cats: I want one but my sister's scared of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:'[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 40. Parents: I love them more than anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 41. Babies: Cute. Sometimes annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 42. Ex: ._. No comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 43. Song: Arashi's Truth [Japanese song. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 44. Color: Red and Black!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 45. Weddings: Colorful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 46. Pizza: PIZZA! You're making me very hungry! &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 47. Hangout: Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 48. Rest: Got 8 hours of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 49. Goal: Loads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; 50. Inspiration: JK Rowling. I wanna write a novel too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &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/4118704301393939616-8777397140986994387?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8777397140986994387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/50-first-reactions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8777397140986994387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8777397140986994387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/50-first-reactions.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4165788267538179022</id><published>2009-06-27T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:14:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hellooooo Earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm updating again! Well. It's 12:44pm right now.. Sooooo, nothing much had happened.. I slept at 3am in the morning.. Yes, MORNING.. Bleh.. Couldn't sleep for a while that's why i stayed up and watched TV with my dad. Talked to him before i went to sleep. Oh yea, i'll probably go to Kovan with my dad for a while. Buying a book! I've made a new plan. I'm going to buy a book every month. One book every month. If i have extra money then i'll buy two. It's a good way to occupy myself with. Besides, i'm crazy about books these days! Well, two more days and school reopens! I can't wait for it reopen.. But at the same time, i don't want it to reopen. Mixed up feelings i guess. My mother's birthday is coming Tuesday. And i have no idea what to buy for her.. x__x'' 45 years old leh! Bleh! Oh and today she's going to be cooking a few nice, nice dishes cause my cousins are coming over. And so are my sister's friends. Hm.. I know a few of my sisters friends..&lt;br /&gt;Renuka- I like her.. She's actually cute and very friendly. I would say out of all my sister's friends i like her the most.&lt;br /&gt;Khatija- My sister knows Khatija since primary school. I've been to her house all before. She's funny larh.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer- Met her once only, but i think she's funny. She's sweet enough to give me her number and ask her anything about physics. Apparently, she's a physics pro. =]&lt;br /&gt;Arul Saamy- Yo, yo brother. xD Bleh. Met him only once too. But i think he's funny. Weird too.&lt;br /&gt;Kishore- Never met him before. But my sister talks about him. He owns a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of my sister's friends are funny larh.. xD Just like her.. All of them are clowns.. NO OFFENCE! Right.. So.. Nothing much has happened la.. Just looking forward to our visitors.. And my mother's cooking. xD Just thinking of it makes me hungry! See, my stomach just rummbled! xD Kay, i'll take off now. Bye bee~! Oh oh! I'll be posting quizzes by the way. If you have any questions about my..Erm Answers to the quizzes just tag me or message me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4165788267538179022?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4165788267538179022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellooooo-earthlings-im-updating-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4165788267538179022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4165788267538179022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellooooo-earthlings-im-updating-again.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8456468424026014248</id><published>2009-06-26T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:14:42.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ ] smoked.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[x] slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]had sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had someone in your room other than family.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]watched porn.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tried drugs.&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken someone else's prescription medicine.&lt;br /&gt;[x] lied to your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] lied to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snuck out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] done something illegal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] felt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[x] hurt someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] wished someone to die.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] missed curfew.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] stayed out all night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] received a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a club.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been to a Mardi Gras parade. (wazzat??)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a spring break in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;[x] sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[x ]wore arm bands.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wore t-shirts with band names.&lt;br /&gt;[x] listened to rap.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] owned a 50 Cent CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;[x] dressed girly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dressed grunge.&lt;br /&gt;[x] stole something.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been too drunk to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;[x] blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;[x] fainted.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a crush on a neighbour. (ew no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a crush on a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to a concert.[Dance concert]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dry-humped someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been called a slut.&lt;br /&gt;[x] called someone a slut.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] installed speakers in your car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] broken a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] seen an R-rated movie in theater.&lt;br /&gt;[x] cruised the mall.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] had an injury.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone to court.&lt;br /&gt;[x] walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping[Parents paid for me. xD]&lt;br /&gt;[x]caught something on fire.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lied about your age.  (too many times, for child fare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] owned/rented an apartment/house.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] broke the law in the police's presence. (In India, anything is possible)  =D&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made out with someone who had a gf/bf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] got in trouble with the police.&lt;br /&gt;[x] talked to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[x] rode in the car with a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been harassed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been verbally harassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] met face-to-face with someone you met online.&lt;br /&gt;[x] stayed online for 5+ hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] watched TV for 5 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to a fair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] been called a bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;[x] prank-called someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Have Less Than 10.. write [im a Goody Goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 10.. write [im still a goody goody]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more Than 20..write [im average]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have More Than 30..write [im a bad kid]&lt;br /&gt;If You have more than 40..write [im a very bad influence]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 50..write [im a horrible person]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 60..write [i should be in jail]&lt;br /&gt;If You Have more than 70..Write [i should be dead]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad kid..? Nuuuuu! I'm not..&lt;___&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8456468424026014248?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8456468424026014248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/smoked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8456468424026014248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8456468424026014248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/smoked.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1745704345216902928</id><published>2009-06-26T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:14:56.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helloooo Earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, yea. I'm always posting after big gaps! But bleh! I'm a lazy ass, what do you expect..? xD Okay so, the past few days of my life has been...Boring.. Yea, that's it... Boring.. Except for yesterday.. Yesterday, was not so boring.. Had a family outing.. Parents, sister and i went to Kovan's Heartland Mall. Gosh, that mall's much better that TM.. Wanna know why..? Because the fourth floor has an enormous Popular bookstore and a few normal bookstores and a few DVD stores! I can live in a bookstore if you want me to..*_*.. Okay, back to my little family outing.. So we went to to eat at KFC first, since my sister was hungry..[If you are wondering how things are between my sister an me.. Well we're currently, great! Yea, we argue now and then. But i'm starting to think of my sister as the best i can ever ask for. Guess all i had to do was talk to her..] I ate cheese fries and a Zinger burger.. Some coke.. Then we went to the Cold Storage there.. The Cold Storage there is E-NOR-MOUS. And the things they sell are EX-PEN-SIVE. So bloody expensive! Gosh..e..e'' So we just bought a few things and made our way around the random stores.. My sister picked for me a blouse at This Fashion and my mother paid for it.. [My sister thinks i look nice in it.. I L-O-V-E the blouse.. But i just think i look a little fat in it...&lt;__&lt; But bleh.. I L-O-V-E it.] So then we were window shopping again.. We were talking loudly and laugh alot.. Yes.. A-L-O-T...It was nice you know..? To be laughing with my family.. Cracking weird jokes and not caring what others thought of us when we talked so loudly.. My sister was the main joker. Her sense of humor is impressive.. Wooo-Hooo to my sister! The next Comedy King! Erm.. I mean next Comedy Queen! Right..Then we went to grab something to eat again.. I just ate Ice Kachang.. My sister drank Shark Fin Soup.. Yes, S-H-A-R-K F-I-N Soup.. I tasted a little bit of it.. It actually just tastes like.. Normal fish..? But i couldn't eat much.. Parents ate some veggie, rice and chicken.. Forgot the dish's name..&lt;___&lt; Okay so, we went reached hom at around 11 plus.. I changed into my night clothes and went to sleep.. Woke up today morning.. Bathed.. Ate.. And i just sneezed.. Like five seconds ago! ;D And no, i don't have the H1N1 flu...r.r'' Speaking of of the influenza, did you know that the number of people affected by it in Singapore is now 365..? Gosh, it's increasing so quickly! Kinda scary actually..e..e''...Oh and Michael Jackson has passed away.. The King Of Pop! *Sigh* He's a legend! It's a waste he had to pass away before his comeback.. Another great talent is gone.. Personally, i think that MJ's plastic surgery must have affected his health greatly! Probably why he passed away at the age of 50! 50 might seem old but it's actually a young age to die at.. MJ shouldn't have done the plastic surgery.. He looked much more handsome before his plastic surgeries.. The dark skin-tone was actually very nice for him.. Right now, i dare say that there will N-E-V-E-R be anyone as good as Michael Jackson. No one could replace him. King Of Pop shall remain a legend. Rest In Peace, Michael Jackson.. Rest In Peace.. Now i'll take off.. Bye Bee~! :D&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll be going now.. Bye Bee! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Shanette! I'm so sorry for cursing and teasing MJ when he was stilla live.. I was just playing with you, girl! Don't kill me! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1745704345216902928?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1745704345216902928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloooo-earthlings_7033.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1745704345216902928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1745704345216902928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloooo-earthlings_7033.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-693933015732068401</id><published>2009-06-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:15:21.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/GEETHA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Straight or curly hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hoops or dangling earrings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you prefer light or dark haired guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you have a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you like your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm...I guess so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Ever walked into the guy's bathroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Er.. No..r.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nope.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Ever slapped a guy in the face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nope. But i do wonder how it would feel like.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Chyea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever not been able to get someone off of your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you ever wish you were famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; *IN A BOY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Good cook or take you out a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmmmmm.. Good cook. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Funny or Serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Funny! Duh. Seriousness... It's not really nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Cute or Hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Long or short hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Between short and long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I don't know.. I'll probably consider a few things.. For instance, my feelings for him. Whether i feel that we're just friends or is there a possibility for it to be more than friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; RANDOMS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; When is the last time you were in a photo booth taking pictures with friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I have no idea.. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Who's the last person you had a sleepover with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; None. Never had a sleepover.. Don't laugh..r.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever seen someone you knew and purposely avoided seeing them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Who was the last guy you talked to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Does my dad count..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you think best friends can be replaced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nope..Never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Does the last person you held hands with mean a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Of course! My sister means a lot to me. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Maybe... I dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Which of your friends is the easiest to talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. All of them a guess.. But it's personal things i need to talk about.. Probably Divi, Turka and Saf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; What friend do you tell the most secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Divi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Are you going anywhere next summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You mean my next holiday..? No plans on my mind yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Are you waiting for anyone's call right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Are you shy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; If it's someone i don't know.. Then yea..I'm shy around new people.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Are you talkative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Sometimes.. When i'm on sugar rush.. Yea.. I talk alot when i'm having a sugar rush.. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Does the person you like know you like them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Erm.. I guess so.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; What does the last text in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; "I know at 8+ already. I'm going to kill you! Keep cursing my MJ!" -From Shanette&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Erm.. I dunno. .-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Kinda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; How is life going for you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Okay i guess.. Little rough here and there.. But fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you smile a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yeah. Can't help it. xD I smile like an idiot most of the times.. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; One thing you're looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Buying Shadow Claimer and The Host! [Just so you don't know what those are.. They are Books.. Understand what i'm saying..? B-O-O-K-S. The ones you open up and read.. xD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; How do you feel about change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Some changes are good.. Some changes are bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever cried from being so mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yea. At home.. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Last time you got a text message and smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Today. When Shanette sent me that text! xD What did she mean by HER MJ..? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever made anyone laugh when they were crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nope. But i've TRIED.. Sorta failed very badly.. e...e''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; What are you doing today? (did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Hmm.. Slacking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Have you ever regretted letting someone go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you prefer to be around people, or by yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Myself sometimes.. Around people other times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; If you were abandoned in the wilderness, would you survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Erm.. Maybe..? What kind of wilderness..? In a forest.. Then no.. Too many insects and animals.. xD In a big city..? Well if i had money with me, then yea.. I'll survive.. In the Sea..? Maybe, if i'm on a cruise.. xD An abandoned mansion..? Definitely not.. I'll die there the moment you leave me there.. xD I'm scared of ghosts! What do you expect..? r.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; THIS OR THAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Rap Or Rock Music Scene?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Rock music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Movies Or A Dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nice movie or horrible disgusting dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Nice movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Horror Or Romantic Movie To Watch With Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Romantic larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; He Sang Your Favourite Song To You, But He Sucked And Messed It Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; xD At least he tried! So i'll probably be touched and say 'awww' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; He Played Dumb Stupid Jokes On You All The Time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; ._. All the time..? I'll tell him off. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; He Started Speaking To You In A Different Language?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; If it's a language i understand.. I don't mind. If he speaks in a language i D-O-N-T understand.. Then remind him that i don't speak German. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; A LITTLE MORE ABOUT HIM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do You Like Your Guy To Stand Straight Or Slouch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I'm single. So IF i had a guy i'll probably like it if he slouched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Shy Guys Or Super Outgoing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Between the two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do You Like Your Guys To Play Instruments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mhm. The guitar! So he can teach me! xD&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/4118704301393939616-693933015732068401?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/693933015732068401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-normal-0-heels-or-flats-flats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/693933015732068401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/693933015732068401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-normal-0-heels-or-flats-flats.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5706215466208840177</id><published>2009-06-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:11:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;One last quiz.. xD I promise this is the last one..For today.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU WILL FIND IN YOUR ROOM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MP4 player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My sister?xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Do You Like Anyone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Does Someone Like You? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I think.. I dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Last Kiss? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ahem..I've never kissed before..Don't laugh..r.r''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Been Lead On? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What the hell is Lead On?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. Been Cheated On? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. Want A Relationship? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. Wanna Get Married? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Actually..Not now. xD Probably after i'm 30?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Random people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Random things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YZF R1 Bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mom's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;H1N1 influenza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jackson Rathbone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Believe In God? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Had A Dream Come True? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Read The Newspaper? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. Have A Best Friend? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chyea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. Take A Bath Daily? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Duh.r.r''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. Wish On Stars? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Depends.. I have to see a shooting star to make a wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Fallen In Love? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mhm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My mother, my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Been To A Bonfire? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I think..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. Ran Away From Home? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. Played Strip Poker?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Noooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. Pulled An All Nighter? ?? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What's an All Nighter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Cried? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Had Fun? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes, with my sis and her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Been Kissed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Felt Stupid? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. Talked To An Ex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 6. Missed Someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 7. Listened To Music? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; RED : ANGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Are You Currently Mad At Someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Which Of Your family Members Has The Worst temper? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Have You Ever Thrown Something At Anyone&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Does Your Face Turn Red When You’re Angry? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I never turned red before. xD My skin's chocolate brown, so you can't see it when i actually do turn red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. When You’re Mad Do You Prefer To Stare angrily or yell? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; ORANGE : EXCITEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Has Anyone Ever Thrown A Surprise Party For You? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yea. My mom. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Are You Easily Excited? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. What Event Is Coming Up That You Are Looking Forward To? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My mom's b-dae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. If You Won A Million Dollars, What Will Be Your First Thought? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm going to faint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. What Would Make You The Happiest Right Now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Loads of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; YELLOW : SELF DISCOVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Full Name:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Geetha d/o Velayutham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Birthday: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;7th December, 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. What’s Your Main Goal In Life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hmm.. To achieve all my goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Do You Want To Have Children? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. How Do You Want To Die? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In my sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; BLUE : SADNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. When Is The Last Time You Cried? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Two days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. What Is The Saddest Thing That Is Happening Right Now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ben's going to America for five days. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. Do You Usually Cry/Get Depressed When Something Doesn’t Happen Your Way? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Has Anyone Made You Cry In The Last 24 Hours? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. When You Are Sad, What Do You Do? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Talk to myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; PINK : LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 1. Do You Have A Crush On One Of Your Friends? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 2. Do You Believe In Love At First Sight? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 3. When You See Your Crush, Do You Act Differently Around Him/Her? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 4. Do You Have A Girlfriend/Boyfriend? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; 5. Do You Believe Everyone Has A Soulmate? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Probably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;THE END. =]&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/4118704301393939616-5706215466208840177?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5706215466208840177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-last-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5706215466208840177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5706215466208840177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-last-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4315212823980487005</id><published>2009-06-16T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:25:39.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Another quiz.. Don't look at me like that..r.r'' I'm bored! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;GUILTY/INNOCENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; RULE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; You can only say Guilty or Innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; RULE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; For explanation you have to text my handphone =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Asked someone to marry you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Kissed one of your Facebook friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Danced on a table in a bar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ever told a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Had feelings for someone whom you can't have back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ever kissed someone of the same sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Kissed a picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Slept in until 5pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Fallen asleep at work/school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Held a snake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been suspended from school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Worked at a fast food restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Stolen from a store?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been fired from a job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Done something you regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Laughed until something you were drinking came out from your nose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Kissed in the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Sat on a roof top?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Kissed someone you shouldn't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Sang in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Shaved your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Slept naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Had a boxing membership?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty[GirlFRIEND. FRIEND.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been in a band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Eaten alligator meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Eaten cheesecake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Still love someone you shouldn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Have/had a tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Liked someone, but will never tell who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been too honest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ruined a surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can't walk afterwards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Erased someone in your friends list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Dressed in a woman's clothes (if you're a guy) or man's clothes (if you're a girl)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Joined a pageant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Been told that you're handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Had communication w/ your ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Dating someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; totally drunk one night and have an important exam tomorrow morning-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; A total stranger treat you by paying your jeepney/tricycle fare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; Get totally angry that you cried so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END. =]&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/4118704301393939616-4315212823980487005?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4315212823980487005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4315212823980487005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4315212823980487005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-334002031135739583</id><published>2009-06-16T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:47:35.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hey peepz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, i was bored.. So i took this note from facebook[Sownd's note] and decided to post it.. Well it's a quiz sort of thing.. And check out my answers.. I'll be as truthful as i can be with the whole things.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The teacher calls on you in class, but you haven't been paying attention, and the first thing that you blurt out is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Erm.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; What do you really think about where you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It's a nice house..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're writing an essay for class, but you're listening to music, so you accidentally end up typing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Nothing really.. I LIKE listening to music while i type out my essays.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You fall and break your arm, you scream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ouch ouch! God damn it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; What does your ex think about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You should get a bumper sticker that says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Waffles rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While high, you like to scream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jump around..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say when you come home after a long trip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Finally! I need to sleep..Now.. x__x''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You friend says she's got tickets to see your favourite band in concert, you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;YOU HAVE TO BRING ME ALONG! I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; What were your brother/sister's first words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I have one elder sister.. And i seriously don't know what's her first words.. I don't even know what's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; first words.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you could make up a new country, part of your national anthem would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Howdy earthlings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your mom tells you she's pregnant, you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I won't be saying anything..I'll just faint right away.. &lt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; A good quote to put on your bedroom wall would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"You know you are in love, when you see the world in her eyes and see her eyes everywhere in the world."&lt;br /&gt;          -David Levesque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Someone asks you what you're doing, and you reply with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Nothing much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Why do you spend so much time on the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Coz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Your little cousin just won't stop bugging you, so you turn to him/her and shout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;WOULD YOU STOP BUGGING ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Last night, you had trouble going to sleep because these words kept going through your mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Barney is so gay...e__e''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; What does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your grandmother's secret tattoo say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;he doesn't have a tattoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You'd be embarrassed if your dad started randomly singing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Britney Spears' Oops i did it again.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Why isn't your crush your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dunno...r.r''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; The coolest tagline for a movie would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Up, up and away!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You're feeling like shit, and a friend asks you what's wrong, so you turn to him/her and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Life's an idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END! =]&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/4118704301393939616-334002031135739583?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/334002031135739583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-peepz_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/334002031135739583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/334002031135739583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-peepz_15.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7859896169795502523</id><published>2009-06-15T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:38:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grrr...I'm so annoyed.. My previous post just didn't seem to come right..=_=.. I tried so many times to get it right but something was wrong with the colour format.. So i apologize for the post being so short and so weird.. And no, my good mood hasn't been spoiled just yet.. It'll take a little more than that to get rid of the that sun shining over my head..;D Translation: It'll take alot to spoil my good mood, suckers!&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay.. So apology: Checked... Info about good mood: Check.. Okay..I guess that's it.. See you around peepz! =]&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Erielle, i hope you're fine.. Yes i'm worried.. There was an earthquake in Philipines.. Just be safe okay..? Come back soon..We're missing you..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                        -Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7859896169795502523?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7859896169795502523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7859896169795502523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7859896169795502523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr_14.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6113768970645549331</id><published>2009-06-15T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:31:49.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Helloooo People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by saying that i'm in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOD mood&lt;/span&gt;. Oooh, that rhymes. Haha, okay. Anyways, as i was saying. I'm in a really good mood now. Hopefully no one spoils it. This week is a little bit less boring. Why..? Because i'm going out a few times. Tomorrow i have to head off to Bedok interchange's Mac. Station leaders meeting for the class outing. Oh yea, i never told you what it was right..? Haha. Well it's a amazing race sort of thing. I'm one of the station leaders.. And if you think i'll give you clues on where to go or what to expect..KEEP DREAMING! Haha. Okay okay..So tomorrow's the station leaders meeting.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And then Thursday i'm heading to Bishan to eat Pizza with Divi and Turka.. Yea, by right her name is expected to be spelled as Durga but i guess her father spelled it differently.. But to tell you the truth, i think the spelling is style. ;D Yes, i'm weird. Thank you. r.r'' So well, we're going to Bishan to eat Pizza.. Oh i already said that, didn't i..? Okay &lt;_&lt;'' style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Haha, okay.. Now..Back to normal things.. Om Shanti Om is a movie worth watching. I watched that movie long long time ago..But i only remembered to recommend it today..&lt;_&lt;  Yea, i'm forgetful.. Haha, but who isn't hm..? Anyways, for those who haven't watched the movie or want to watch it again, youtube has the whole movie with subtitles. It's kinda high quality too.. I forgot the link..I'll look for it and post it in my next post alright..? And Shah Rukh Khan was,as always, handsome in the movie.. Haha.. Rating for the movie: 9/10 =] I guess i'll take off now.. Bye bee! P.S: To all Shah Rukh Khan fans..I'm sorry if i spelled his name wrongly..xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "India ponnu thango! Italy kannu thango!"&lt;br /&gt;                                                            -Kandasamy: Alegra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-6113768970645549331?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6113768970645549331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloooo-people-let-me-start-off-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6113768970645549331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6113768970645549331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloooo-people-let-me-start-off-by.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1377268520929376462</id><published>2009-06-13T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:19:18.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hellow Earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i changed my greeting.. xD Okay..I'm totally obsessed with the song Adada Vaa from Sarvam. Aarya and Trisha. Aarya and his green eyes.. *Sigh* Okay. I'm going to post the lyrics. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ohhh Ohh Ohhooooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Ohhh Ohh Ohhooooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Ohhh Ohh Ohhooooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Eyyey Yey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Adada Vaa Asaththalam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Move With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Move With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Alataama Parakalam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Fly With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Fly With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Poda, Dei Valkai Oru; Poo Koodathaan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Yaar, Kaiyil Venum Naalum; Poo Pookumthaan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Yethu Vantha Yenaku Yenna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Othungathaa Naanum Sonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Get So Hotty, Naughty With You� &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Kondaada Valkai Kondaaa� Valkaiku Vahupuu Unndaaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Get So Hotty, Naughty With You�. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Siragu Irrukum Pothilum, Nadakum; Paravai Naanila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Valkai Mulukke Valnthida, Boomi Yenaku Pothala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Aahattum; Paarpaom� &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Come Closer Baby, Let Me Drive You Crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Aadithaan Theerpoam� &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Touch me baby, You Are So Sexy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Poda, Dei Valkai Oru, Poo Koodathaan� &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Yaar, Kaiyil Venum Naalum, Poo Pookumthaan� &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Move With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I Wanna Move With You Boy One More Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nenje Nenje from Ayan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Nenjae nenjae nee engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Naanum angae ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En vaazhvum angae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Anbae anbae naan ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Dhegam ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En jeevan engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En nathiyae en kan munnae vatri ponaai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Paal mazhaiyaaga ennai thedi mannil vanthaai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En thaagankal thirkaamal, kadalil yehn serkiraai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Nenjae nenjae nee ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Naanum angae ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En vaazhvum angae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kannae.. en kannae naan unnai kaanaamal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; vaanum mannum poiyaaga kandaene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Anbae per anbae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Naan unnai seraamal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; aavi en aavi naan itru ponaene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Veyil kaalam vanthaal thaan neerum thaenaaghum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; pirivondru kondraal thaan kaadhal rusi aagum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Un paarvai padum thuram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En vaazhvin uyir meelum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Un muchchu padum neram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En thegham analaagum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Nenjae nenjae nee engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Naanum angae ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En vaazhvum angae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Anbae anbae naan ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Dhegam ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En jeevan engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kalvaa.. Hey kalvaa nee kaadhal seiyaamal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kannum en nenjum en pechchai kekkathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kaadhal nee kaadhal athu pattu pogathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kaatru nam bhoomi thanai vittu pogathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aaghayam idam maari ponaal poghaddum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Aanal nee manam maari poghakudathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Hey manjal thaamaraiye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En uchcha tharagaiyae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Kadal mannai ponaalum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Nam kaadhal maarathae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Nenjae nenjae nee engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Naanum angae ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En vaazhvum angae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; M :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Anbae anbae naan ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Dhegam ingae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En jeevan engae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; En nathiyae en kan munnae vatri ponaai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Paal mazhaiyaaga ennai thedi mannil vanthaai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; F :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Un thaagankal thiraamal mazhaiyai vaikirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The line in red is my favorite line! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1377268520929376462?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1377268520929376462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellow-earthlings-yes-i-changed-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1377268520929376462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1377268520929376462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hellow-earthlings-yes-i-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-3078140233275992615</id><published>2009-06-13T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:16:34.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hey peepz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Okay so..I've been thinking and i've made up my mind. I'm going to get motorcycle license once i'm eighteen.. No matter who objects i'm still going to take it.. And if i really do get my license then i'll probably buy a Yamaha, YZF R1 bike.. Something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SjMe64CmhZI/AAAAAAAAACM/XQjPyY-fzSg/s1600-h/Yamaha+R1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SjMe64CmhZI/AAAAAAAAACM/XQjPyY-fzSg/s320/Yamaha+R1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346651179443455378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmm..So yesterday nothing much happened.. Just followed my father to work, as usual.. I decided to go home, since there was no match. When there's no match there isn't much work to do. The stupid 81 came so late! =_=..I ended up taking the bus only at 8:40pm. [Yes, i remembered the time. xD] Reached home at around 9:12pm like that. Just in time to watch the chinese drama, Ultimatum. I love that drama.. Yes, L.O.V.E, love.. It's awesome.. In local slang we would call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"shiok". &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Zoey Tay, Fan Wong, Felicia Chin and some others la. I forgot the guys' names. xD I only know their names in the drama. My favorite is Sun Jie and Pale Face[Don't know his name in the drama..xD Sorry!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Kay..So today i woke up quite early.. Have been facebook-ing for a while.. Added a few new people.. Some of whom had added me back. Thanks. =] Nothing much so far.. But i've been having this feeling since morning.. Like there was some sort of surprise in store for me.. Or maybe it's just my imagination going wild...? Haha..I'm going nuts..?! Noooooo! xD Okay okay..I'll stop.. I'm bored, you know..? Nothing better to do, as usual.. Kay so.. If i do get a bike in the future.. Wanna take a ride with me..? ;D Lmao..That sounded so wrong.. Haha.. Just fooling around.. Seriously though.. If i get my bike in the future and if you ever need a ride..Just tell me..I'll give you a ride, if i'm free that is.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll take off now. Bye bee! =]&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Quote: 'You know you are in love when you see the world in her eyes.. And her eyes everywhere in the world."&lt;br /&gt;             -David Levesque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-3078140233275992615?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/3078140233275992615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3078140233275992615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/3078140233275992615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SjMe64CmhZI/AAAAAAAAACM/XQjPyY-fzSg/s72-c/Yamaha+R1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1942636327654950507</id><published>2009-06-11T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:10:23.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yo peepz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So.. Missed me...? Haha.. Maybe not. xD Okay so, the June Holidays have seriously been pretty boring.. As predicted before.. I'm following my father to work now..You know, at Meridian Junior College.. The work there now is slightly easier.. But it's the getting people to fill in their particulars that is rather hard..And frustrating.. Some people just don't get it do they..? Which part of 'YOU MUST FILL IN YOUR CONTACT NUMBER' do they not get..? I don't know! Some people are so arrogant, you know! How long is it going to take for you to just write down a bloody number..? A month..? No right! Ugh, these people annoy me.. We aren't asking you to write your contact number so that we can give you prank calls right..? We've got better things to do in life, okay..? Isn't it obvious that these precautions are necessary because of the H1N1 influenza..? How dumb could these people be..? =_= Okay then, i had remedial on 8th June..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mr.Liew's remedial... I have no comments... =____='' After remedial Sara started tuning the guitar.. Then he had Chemistry remedial too so i waited for him till around 2:00 i think.. Then Shawn,Taslim,Ben,Junior and i were trying out a few games for something[Not telling you what it is yet! Secret. ;D Hint: Class outing.] while Sara was tuning the guitar.. The guitar strings had problem's i think, cause it was tuned but the sound my guitar produced was totally wrong.. So yea, i changed the strings at home.. Nothing else happened really... Just all these weird stuff... Boring right..? I warned you. r.r'' Kay kay..I think i'll take off now.. Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quote: 'He loves me..He loves me, not..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1942636327654950507?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1942636327654950507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1942636327654950507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1942636327654950507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4112755354041492746</id><published>2009-05-31T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:23:00.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello peepz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Finally, the much anticipated June holidays are here! But i've got a feeling that the holiday is going to be kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;ell at least for me, that is.. Okay so, yesterday was the big school carnival! And i would like to say that it was a definite SUCCESS! Lol. Our booth was crowded with people! My class were managing two games, Just Bin It and Litter Bug. I played a few games during my breaks.. And i bought a book called 'I'd tell you I love but then I'd have to kill you.' So far, the story is nice. I'll rate it and tell if it should be recommended after i'm done reading it.&lt;/span&gt; Well..Then, Mrs.Toh's three sons came. Her youngest two sons were so adorable! Especially the youngest one! He was so cute and not to mention, small. xD Sadly i forgot the name..Don't blame me! His name was hard to pronounce, let alone remember..The second one's name was Jonathan, i think. And her eldest son's name was Daniel, if i'm not mistaken. Daniel, was nice. It was nice meeting the three of them! And then Maggie brought the security guard's daughter up to our booth. The girl was so cute also! I think she's probably around 4 or 5 years old. She won a few things and we gave her a few presents. Lol. Hmm. Okay then, Zilah and i went home at 12pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We were so tired! We boarded the bus, with ribbons in our hair and on our shoes. Oh i didn't mention it, did i..? Everyone in our class had to tie ribbons in our hair. Zilah and i tied it in our shoes too! xD. Denise was spraying this glitter thing in out hair. Alright, then we went to inter, i topped up my prepaid and then we went home. I took a nap then watched a little bit of TV. They were putting Pradhana Vizha, this tamil award show. The producers had invited this awesome singer [Naresh Iyer]  from India and he was paired up with two girls to sing two duets..Naresh Iyer sang the songs nicely, as usual..But the two girls totally killed the songs..x__x''...They couldn't touch the high notes and were ruining the beautiful songs! Lol.. I found it funny actually. Hmm..Oh yea, i forgot to tell you. Zilah has been wanting to buy these Japanese costumes at Orchard. She posted the pictures on her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;To Zilah: Oi! The dresses are soooo cute and nice! I think they'll fit you actually. Hmm, since you don't want to look TOO cute i guess you should loose the hairband. But the dresses should look okay la. If my mother allows me to go then i'll follow you go to Orchard and help you choose the dresses, okay..? I won't buy any though, they'll be too small for me. xD I'll try searching the net for any cosplay festivels. If i can find any cosplay festivels that will be going on in Singapore i'll inform you, then you can wear your cosplay costumes and go for the festivels. I'll probably tag along if i can, but don't expect me to be wearing any costumes. xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;That's it for today. Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4112755354041492746?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4112755354041492746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-peepz-finally-much-anticipated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4112755354041492746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4112755354041492746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-peepz-finally-much-anticipated.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8357506462094093985</id><published>2009-05-29T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:36:19.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea..I know i just posted..But i want to post more..I'm bored! xD..Okay so..I'm going to paste the lyrics of two songs.. The first one is Lenka's The show..It's a cute song..xD...The second one is The Script's Talk You Down..It was recommended by Zilah..And after listening to it i just adore the song now! Kay kay...I'll post the lyrics now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lenka-The Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down&lt;br /&gt;Make it stop&lt;br /&gt;Or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's too much&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a lot&lt;br /&gt;To be something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;Out of love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot&lt;br /&gt;In the sky&lt;br /&gt;Just like a giant spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the sign&lt;br /&gt;And synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;They've got a ticket to that show&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to go I can't do it alone I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Script-Talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I can feel the colour running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As it's fading from my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Try to speak but nothing's coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Nothing I could say to make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Grabbed your suitcase called a taxi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's 3am now where you gonna go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna stay with friends in London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And that's all I get to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just a cigarette gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No you couldn't'be that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm driving in my car where I hope you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, we're standing on a tiny ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before this goes over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna use my heart and not my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and try to open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is relationship suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause if you go, I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause if you go, I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Taking shortcuts through the alleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;While your racing through my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cops can chase but they won't catch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Not before I get to speak my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If there's still time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just a cigarette gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No you couldn't be that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm driving in my car where I hope you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, we're standing on a tiny ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before this goes over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna use my heart and not my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and try to open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is relationship suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause if you go, I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[x4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We're standing on a tiny ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before this goes over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna use my heart and not my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, we're standing on a tiny ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before this goes over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna use my heart and not my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just a cigarette gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No you couldn't be that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm driving in my car where I hope you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Maybe I can talk you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, we're standing on a tiny ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Before this goes over the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gonna use my heart and not my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and try to open up your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is relationship suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause if you go, I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[x4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Enjoy! Bye Bee!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8357506462094093985?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8357506462094093985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people-yea-yea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8357506462094093985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8357506462094093985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people-yea-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-6710879048632982411</id><published>2009-05-29T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:50:04.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello humans of the earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back after a break from the blogging world! xD..Okay so i got back my results..As expected i failed my Physics and Social Studies..But i passed my other subjects..=]..What's more, i got an A2 for my maths! Out of the eight years of school life, this is the first time i actually passed my maths, let alone get an A..Well..Overall i failed my combine science by 2 marks..Physics pulled me down or i would have passed..And i failed combine humanities by 6 marks..Once again, Social studies pulled me down or i would have passed..So..All in all, Physics and Social studies pulled my marks down..Well..If i persevere i think i'll manage to pass those two subjects too..And if i pass those two subjects then i can pass both my combine science and humanities..And if i pass my combine humanities and combine science it means i won't fail any subject at all! xD..Not that i'm being greedy..I can dream, can't i..? Well..Whether i can pass ALL my subjects or not isn't important..What's important is that i pass the important subjects..Such as Combine science, Maths, English and Combing humanities..I guess i'm gonna be spending some time studying during the June Holidays..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of the semester for us Ping Yians..Why tomorrow..? Cause tomorrow is the big CARNIVAL! Ping Yi's 25! And so we're celbrating it's silver jubilee through a carnival..My class is handling two game booths..A few of us from my class have been preparing the booths and for the whole carnival! Yea, we were packing 500 goodie bags for the carnival..He Tong, Shaza and i got deep paper cuts and everything..Talk about shedding blood for something good! xD..At least our hard work pays off..We're getting CIP hours for this! =] Okay..Well then Erielle's leaving Singapore today..She's headed to Philipines..And will only be back on the 16th i think..Well i'm going to miss her..I can't wait for her to return..Have a safe trip and enjoyable stay Erielle! Hmm..Alright so..I don't think i'll be going for tamil camp on the 2nd June..Besides no one's going..xD..Too bad for Mdm Rukumani and Mdm Jacintha.. Hmm..We played musical chairs today..At first it started out with Taslim, Sara, Hawa and Shawn..HAWA WON! xD..And the second round Zilah, Jia Qi, Me, Shaza, Yasmin, Syaiful and Ben played..Zilah got knocked out first..Followed by Jia Qi..Followed by me..[Syaiful took the seat i was about to sit into..As a result i almost fell..r.r ]..Followed by Ben..And then Syaiful! xD The way Syaiful got knocked out was so funny! Shaza took the seat before Syaiful, close call for Shaza, and Syaiful fell onto the floor! Haha! And then it was down to the best friends, Shaza and Yasmin! Shaza won! Lol.. Kay then we went to set up our booth in the sports hall..Gosh the stairs in the sports hall is so steep and slanted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And we[Including me, Erielle, SY, He Tong and etc] had to bring tables and chairs from the third storey[Social Studies room..Mr.Toh's homeroom..] and all the way to the sports hall and up the steep and slanted stairs INTO the sports hall! We were perspiring like hell! Erielle and i headed back home at 12:30pm.. Hmm..And what about the past few days that i haven't been posting about..? Well those days were a mixture of good and bad...Someone has been getting on my nerves and i finally showed that someone that i have had enough of the crap that someone was giving me.. And then at home..Stuff are going on..I'm not going to elaborate...Describe the problem in one word..? Sure..Money! =_=..Okay..Other then that i've been fine so far..I guess i'll be off for now..Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-6710879048632982411?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/6710879048632982411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-humans-of-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6710879048632982411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/6710879048632982411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-humans-of-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7117884725063243496</id><published>2009-05-19T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:12:34.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yo peepz..&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back after so many days! Well, i was having exams so i didn't update the blog..I was kinda lazy too..Yea, yea..I know..I'm damn lazy...That's just me..xD..Okay so..The exams were alright..I think i'll pass most of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Maths-Pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics-Fails[Definitely]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chemistry-Pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Geography-Pass[Maybe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Social Studies-Not really sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;English-Definitely pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mother Tongue-Definitely pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Art-Pass[Maybe].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Kay so..overall, i'll pass. I need to buck up..I'm trying! Aitez..Anyways..It's been rather quiet for the pass few days..And the weather is horrid! Well at least, horrid only when we have to go to school. Since Monday i didn't have a paper i could stay home. Tomorrow too..This weather is the BEST weather for sleeping.. Monday, i didn't get much sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Well, you know how i'm scared of supernatural stuff..? If you know what i mean..Well my sister and dad wanted to watch ghost movie! I won't be able to sleep, cause i'll be able to hear the sound from the television and i'll freak out..Don't laugh..-.-...So i ended up sleeping on the couch at 1plus in the morning..And i woke up again at 4.30 in the morning to go sleep in the room..And then i had to wake up at 10am because i had to go to the ICA building! =_=...Sleep was ruined! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Well..I went to ICA to register for my IC..I missed the registration that went on in the school because i was sick and couldn't stay back..Today was Art exam..The last exam! Lol..I think i MIGHT fail art..Not sure..I took the stimuli, connections..And well i drew a handphone for the final piece..Don't ask...Well, the handphone turned out nice..And no, i'm not boasting..Just stating the fact..It turned out nice..But,[here's the sad part] i felt that the drawing was kinda small..It was only half of an A3 size drawing block..Eh..I don't know..I'll just pray for the best, aye..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Okay so, i was texting Ben a while ago..He's always using so many dots in his messages..Leaves me wondering if he's depressed or something..Well i don't think he is..After all, my imagination does go wild..Lol..Well i think i'll take off for now..Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Ivan Panin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7117884725063243496?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7117884725063243496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7117884725063243496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7117884725063243496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2658636266831190573</id><published>2009-05-05T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:38:05.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yo peepz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;How are ya guys today..? Had English exam today. I'll definitely pass. *Confidence* ;D. Anyways..The way started out well..And then halfway through my English paper 1, i started sneezing..e__e...And now i've got flu!! No, it's not swine flu. r_r...Anyways..Back to catching a flu..Well my nose hurts..I sneezed so much..And my nose is blocked..Oh and my mouth hurts..I've got TWO ulcers in my mouth..For the past three[i think] days..It hurts..=____=...Hurt like effing crap!!! &lt;___&lt;''&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bought Famous Amos cookies..Yum Yum..Sadly i couldn't enjoy it to the fullest..Thanks to the stupid ulcers..=___=''..Kay so, then...Zilah almost choked to death on a pearl....I know i was supposed to help her..But i ended up laughing like hell...r___r...What?! I couldn't help it..It was HILARIOUS...Sorry, Zilah! xD...Kay so then..Now i'm at home..Busy sneezing, sneezing and SNEEZING..=__=...Let's see...I've got two ulcers in my mouth, having flu and my head hurts like crap..And tomorrows my MTL paper..Is there anything else that needs to go wrong with my body today..?! Alright, alright..I know i complain too much...&lt;__&lt;''...i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Geetha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-2658636266831190573?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2658636266831190573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2658636266831190573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2658636266831190573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoz.html' title='Yoz.'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-2050411729214261436</id><published>2009-05-01T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:53:43.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello peepz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wowwzers..I need to start posting more. xD..I can't help it if i'm too lazy to post..I don't why, just feeling so lazy nowadays.. Ehz... I sort of feel tired all the time.. I don't know why..Maybe just stressed about MYE..? Yea, probably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I am sort of scared about what i'm going to do for Social Studies.. I used to be awesome at that subject..Now i suck at it..Mostly the school's fault. Kept changing the teacher since the school year started! And the teachers aren't really that good at teaching..So hard to understand what they're trying to say..And all three teachers' teaching style is so different..Gah! x___x..Okay, so i can pass my maths.. I improved my maths alot! Thanks to Ms.Saw..I used to hate her..Now i don't really hate her..She help me improve my maths leh! Passing my maths is actually world wonder number eight! xD. Hmm, so i will definetely pass my english, chemistry, maths, mother tounge and art. I'm not sure about social studies and geopgraphy. And i'll definetely fail my physics. xD. Mr.Liew isn't really the best physics teacher one could ask for..r.r''...Change the damn physics teacher, Mdm Shanti ! [Principle. xD] Okay so, i did get my guitar! AHHH! So happy! xD. Shaza agreed to teach me how to play the guitar for free! So sweet of her! She's my classmate. She's hyper, cheery, out-spoken and very very nice. I think i'll enjoy my "guitar lessons" with her. =]  Okay so then..Things have been quiet in the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That's good. No fighting means no stress for me..^_^ Kay so..I've been thinking..And i decided maybe i shouldn't just keep thinking and thinking about it..I should learn to overcome my sadness and move on..And yes, i'll do it. =] I know i can. I think my descriptive writting skills have improved. Definetely improved! =] I'm reading alot nowadays...It's like a way for me to get out of the real world for that period of time and induldge into the fictional world of fantasy and romance. It's nice to be away from reality.. Takes away all those worries, sadness, depression and etc. Alright, i'm going to try my best to stop my blog from taking a plunge down the road of death. xD..I need to keep it ALIVE! I've had three blogs before...And all three of it didn't survive for more than a month..Either because i didn't post or because i forgot my password...And was too lazy to change the password...xD..I know i know..I'm a very lazy person..But laziness is my speciality! Okay, i'll take off now.. Bye bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quote: When the world comes to an end and you remain, nothing would change in my world...But when everyone else survives and only you die, the world would become a stranger to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-2050411729214261436?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/2050411729214261436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-peepz-wowwzers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2050411729214261436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/2050411729214261436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-peepz-wowwzers.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-8544070733343871793</id><published>2009-04-19T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:56:38.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hey peepz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;How have you guys been..? I've been rather okay.  But i've got great news! I'm finally gonna get a guitar! AHHH! So darn happy! xD. &lt;/span&gt;Actually on Friday, during Art we were just talking. And Shanette said she had a brand new guitar at home. She had bought it in Sec 1 but never used it. So she agreed to sell it to be! For $83!! So darn happy leh! xD.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So Monday i'll be getting my guitar...I think i'll get off now..I'm sort of lazy today..xD..Sorry peepz! I'll most more again. Oh and my next post will probably have lyrics that i wrote. So be patient! =] Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-8544070733343871793?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/8544070733343871793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8544070733343871793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/8544070733343871793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4521441020025055629</id><published>2009-04-13T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:13:35.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hey peepz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Haven't updated in some time. I guess it's because I'm either too busy or too lazy. xD. Wellz, last Saturday was 2.4 run. I failed, by a minute. =_=...I bloody minute! Gah! Well it's partly because i paused to help this girl who had fell down. Her wound wouldn't stop bleeding so it worried me. Therefore, i kindly gave her my bottle so that they could wet the issue and keep cleaning the wound. I might have failed my 2.4 run but at least i helped someone! ;] Hahaz. Okay so..After that we went to eat in interchange. I bought a few donuts. Yum Yum! xD. Have i ever mentioned that I'm crazy about DONUTS..?! And even more crazier about CHOCOLATES! xD. Well yea, now you know. Oh when i consume products which contain chocolate i become hyper in like 5 minutes. And when I'm hyper, i annoy the hell out of my friends. xD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That's why they stay away from me when i consume any chocolate products. xD. Okay so, Easter Sunday was boring. Nothing much happened. Just cleaned the house, while my legs and arms were aching. The after effect of the 2.4 run. e__e".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then today, nothing much la. I was totally absorbed into the rubrics cube! Safana's teaching me how to do it. And I've learnt the trick, just need to buck up a little. I have definitely passed my maths test! Ms.Pearl Saw was telling that all of us passed except for one person who isn't me. xD. And then my tie went missing right after recess. I could have sworn that i had the tie in my hand! Then POOF! It went missing....Then after school i was doing the rubrics cube while Safana ate. The rubrics cube went missing too! And i swear i had it in my hand, on our way up to the tamil class for the SINDA workshop we have every Monday. I seriously swear the cube was in my hand...I have no idea how it went missing when it was right there! In my hand! Something weird is going on....And I'm starting to freak out..Let's hope i don't lose my sanity...Argh..All in all..It was a rather 'ok-ok' day. Oh and did i mention that Farid got a few nice hits on his back from Safana?! xD. It was hilarious! Farid called Safana, Elephant. So she got annoyed and hit him on the back, real hard! xD. SAFANA! YOU GO GIRL! Lolz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;So after that, I'm finally at home. Ate an ice-cream a while ago. Shared it with my sister. And yes, with my sister. r.r" I know it's unusual, but it wouldn't be anymore. We're ACTUALLY starting to get along! xD. Awesome huh..?! Okay, i guess I'll stop for now. Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.S. - La La Sauce, my darling. I'm so sorry i didn't go crazy enough to laugh our heads off today. I was too absorbed into the cube! So sorry, dear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Quote for the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;'All of us are born artists. The challenge is to remain an artist as we grow up.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;-Picasso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4521441020025055629?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4521441020025055629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4521441020025055629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4521441020025055629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoz.html' title='Yoz.'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-476266279341564900</id><published>2009-04-05T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:43:25.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ellow peepz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are ya people today..? Guess how i am..? I feel like crap..Gah..&lt;___&lt;"....i style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.I have to go to my aunt's house later..Their doing prayers for my grandmother..She passed away a few days ago..I didn't go for the funeral so my parents want me to go for the prayers today..But i don't wanna go leh..It's not that i'm lazy..Please la, i'm not that mean..It's just that i've caught a flu and my mood is usually foul when i'm sick..So i'm scared my foul mood might affect those around me..I'll try to act happy and everything but it won't last long..I know what i'm saying..So yea...And i've got nothing to wear!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Gah...I seriously need to go to bugis and purchase some new clothes..My mother's like "I buy so many clothes for you?! You say you got nothing to wear..?!" Well..First of all she didn't buy for me too many clothes..Second of all i don't want to wear tight tight or fancy fancy clothes..Come on la..It's prayers for someone who had passed away recently..And third of all i wanted to wear something which was just right but it's black..My dad will scold me when i wear black to these kind of stuff...Gah!...So annoying..This also cannot..That also cannot...Haiz..Well you see...I'm in such a foul mood...Things are getting to my head..Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I need to try and don't let these things get the better of me..If only i could bring my MP4..Music always helps me..But it's a funeral prayer thing so i doubt my father will let me bring my MP4 let alone listen to the songs in it...So...Well..I need to get going now..Urgh...Hope things will get better for me soon la...Bye Bee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Quote done by yours truely:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Every emotion within me is mixed up..These mixed up feelings have blocked the light in my mind..The darkness is starting to scare me..Will you come and sort out my feelings and let the light return to my mind..?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-476266279341564900?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/476266279341564900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/476266279341564900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/476266279341564900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html' title='Haiz..'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7804795243715135992</id><published>2009-04-04T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:03:30.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoz peepz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How are you people..? So...Today's a Saturday..Nothing much happened...Yesterday was kinda rough for me...I wasn't in my best mood through out the whole day, yesterday. Sorta made Zilah worry.. Ehz..And the stupid damn idiotic bus didn't stop at my stop! The driver stopped the bus one stop after the stop i was supposed to get down at.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And i had pressed the bell three times! Damn, idiotic, Effing bus driver!..Argh! xD...Anyways....I watched this new tamil movie..I gotta say that movie deserves Oscar awards..It's a horror movie and it rules!...Very nice...Hats off the the heroin of the movie, Anushka.I think i might have spelled her name wrong..xD...So..I'll update again sometime soon, aitez..? I know my post for today is short, but there's nothing to talk about! Dx..So..Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Too lazy for quotes today. xD. Sorry!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7804795243715135992?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7804795243715135992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7804795243715135992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7804795243715135992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellow.html' title='Ellow'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-905988160635570235</id><published>2009-04-02T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:47:23.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellowz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Hello peepz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wow, i haven't updated in a long time. Ehz...So lazy la...xD..Hmm...So well nothing much happened the past few days...Sorta confessed a little bit to someone about something.. Hmm..Well things are okay okay for me...I'm writing from my school right now..Am in com lad 3 for Geography..So i decided to update my boring blog about my boring life...Wellz...My CA1 results were okay..But i want to do better...I failed combine humanities! DAMN IT.. Haiz...So then i'm feeling very nervous right now...Dunno if i should or should not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Zilah: Zilah here, Hello to the people there! o_o Peace to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ehz...Sooo....I think i'll stop now...Update later maybe..Bye Bee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Quote[Done by yours truely] of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'When i'm on the edge of death. There'll be one person i'll look for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And it will be him.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-905988160635570235?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/905988160635570235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellowz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/905988160635570235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/905988160635570235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/04/ellowz.html' title='Ellowz'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-553907089762168157</id><published>2009-03-21T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:04:13.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ellow peepz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't post for two days..So i'll update on what happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday: I did my hair on that day..The salon's name is Kimiyo Salon. xD..Funny name..Anyways..I was there from 2 all the way till 5...So long sia..xD..Well the wait was worth it...My hair's shorter now..But not VERY short la..Hm..Well my hair isn't very straight, a little wavy like that cause the barber said it'll look better if it wasn't totally flat..So i say okay..Then went home..Nothing much happened..Just watch TV, eat then sleep..xD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Friday: Went to Divi's house to complete the project.. We successfully finished the translation..So Turka had to just copy the words into the colour paper..I went home at 12 like that, cause it was my sister's birthday..HAPPY BIRTHDAY AKKA!...Apparently i was the only one to wish my sister at 12a.m. xD..So sad for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Nothing much....Woke up...Watch TV then eat..Call La La Sauce and talk talk..Went down to the shop..There were indian boys sitting there and they were calling me..I played it cool..xD..By ignoring them and walking back up to my house after buying the bread..Then watch TV again and now i'm blogging..School's gonna reopen..x___x...Gosh..So fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wellz..Bye bee for now..=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Quote[Done by yours truely]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You stole my heart yet you are not a criminal..You made me fall for you though you didn't push me..Now you drive me mad with love yet i'm not crazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Should i or should i not..?..A question which hasn't been answered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-553907089762168157?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/553907089762168157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellow-peepz_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/553907089762168157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/553907089762168157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellow-peepz_21.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7263621263898662078</id><published>2009-03-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:43:02.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ellow peepz.&lt;br /&gt;How are ya people today..? I'm tired..Hmm..So..Yesterday i did not post so i'm posting now.. Nothing much happen la..&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Just sitting down watching TV..Having very bad stomach pain but ehz...It's all part of life you know..? xD...Then i followed my dad to work.. Got new members.. Hmph..Oh yea i did not tell you guys where my dad worked right..? He works at Meridian JC as the field warden..And me? I work as his assistant..;D..Actually i only follow during holidays la..But i'm thinking of starting to follow him after school..Can earn some money you know.. Hmm..So then..Got lots of people sia.. The work was exhausting...x___x....But hey, it's worth it if i get money..xD...And no...I'm not a money face...r__r...So then went home..Mother went to sleep already..I ate my dinner..And went to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Woke up today morning at around 8 plus..Can't sleep.. Dunno why.. Hmm..Now i'm blogging..Maybe later i'll go central..I'm planning on getting my hair done today..Hope i can do so...xD..Wellz..I think that's about it..I'll post more soon..Aitez..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Bye bee. [Sorry, too lazy for quotes today. xD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7263621263898662078?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7263621263898662078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellow-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7263621263898662078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7263621263898662078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellow-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-1673075248717744159</id><published>2009-03-18T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:51:04.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yoz.. How's everyone..? Sorry i didn't post for the past four days. Was too lazy to post. xD. Wellz. I'll update on what happened for the past three days in my boring life. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday: Woke up...Ate breakfast..Watched TV..Read for a while..Talked to myself [I'm not crazy. r__r]..Watched TV again then went to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sunday: Woke up..Ate breakfast..Went to Hougang Central with mother..I got my spectacles changes...I think they look better than by old one..;]..Then just went around central..With nothing better to do.. Then went home.. Ate dinner..Went to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Monday: Went to collect my spectacles..Love them!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tuesday: Went to Divi's house for project.. We did a little bit of the project then started to play games..Actually i was playing Monopoly with Magesh[Divi's bro] while divi was doing a not so professional "manicure" for Turka.. xD...And then time went by like that..And i went home....Fell asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today: Nothing really..Woke up..Ate breakfast..Then watched TV...Then am updating the blog now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know..My life's so boring..But what do you expect?! My life's always boring during the holidays..I'm just too lazy to go anywhere...e___e...Wellz....I think i'm done with the post today..Bye bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- Sorry no quotes today. My brain isn't working today..xD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-1673075248717744159?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/1673075248717744159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1673075248717744159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/1673075248717744159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz_17.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-942988435597931392</id><published>2009-03-13T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:09:50.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back from camp..Actually i came back yesterday..Got sick..I was having stomach cramps during the orienteering..Then i started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vommiting&lt;/span&gt; at the camp site..And guess what..? This camp is a mixture of awesome and totally bad..Well the first day was not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la..I liked the instructor.. Instructor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zee&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, he's a fire fighter.. Eh.. His sunglasses nice leh..x]...Wellz then got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lotz&lt;/span&gt;..and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lotz&lt;/span&gt;...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOTZ&lt;/span&gt;.. of ants, flies and etc...e__e...Then we did some team building and problem solving games..Got to know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zilah&lt;/span&gt; even more better..But i think i might have been quite boring la..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt; i was tired and annoyed about the insects so i was kinda quiet..SORRY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ZILAH&lt;/span&gt;!..So then we went for night walking..Not scary la, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i was too sleepy to pay attention to anything around me..xD...I don't know how long we walked, but i know that it was a super duper long distance...So tired ready...x___x...Then we saw a wild boar..And walked back to camp site..At the camp site the guys got to sleep in tents! We girls had to sleep in this "hut"...Ugh...x________x....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Then the next day they had kayaking..I couldn't kayak...So sad...=[....The instructor made me hold his sunglasses.. It looked even nicer up close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;! x] I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; gonna by sunglasses soon...So then..We had orienteering around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;..God we had to walk suck a damn long distance..The instructor didn't lead and we had to use maps and compasses to find out way to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Puaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; Hill.. After reaching the start of the hill i thought can go up fast..But no sia...x___x..We had to climb 75 meters! That's half of the twin towers you know?! And the climb up was very steep, too many rocks and holes and etc...Almost fell so many times..x___x...Coming back down time my stomach started to hurt, but i ignored it first..Then when we were walking down the trail again, back to the campsite, my stomach pain got worst..Actually it was stomach cramps..Can't walk already...x___x....Then the instructor came and told me to breath in and out and walk slowly...So bloody pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;..I was holding back tears..So then the whole class slowed down to my pace..So sweet..THANKS GUYS!...And we reached the camp site..I was ushered to the place where the teachers were..Mrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Toh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; let me sit inside..Then Ms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Loke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; give me tiger balm and asked me to rub a little in my hand and smell it..It worked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;! But the pain returned later on..But i ignored it as much as i could..Then halfway through the knot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; game i felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nauseous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;... I went off to the toilet and vommited..When i came back i felt like vommiting again so i went to toilet again.. And vommited again..I cannot take it already so Divi follow me go find Mrs Toh...Then Mrs Toh say i should go home and got me to go home..I went home and took a nice hot bath..And went to sleep...So tired sia..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then today i went to see doctor..He ask me take good rest and gave me meds..Then i went to the spectacles shop..Ordered new specs..Thank god it was within $60! That's my budget, so yea... Then i was reading someones blog...Made me depressed...She thinks that i leave her alone for other friends...But isn't that what she does to me sometimes..? And there's another one...She lies alot..Let's just leave it there...And then there are my parents...Just looking at them makes me so depressed every day...I feel like crying i tell you...Or just jumping out the window anytime...I know that they're going through lotz of things..And have no one to talk to except for me...But i too have my own problems..I too have to keep my mind on studies and do well in it to make them happy..So when they tell me about THEIR problems and never listen to MINE it makes me so stressed.....And my tempers getting even worse...And i'm starting to cry alot..Ugh..I hate this..Hope things don't take a turn for the worst..Because if it does..I don't know what i'll be doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Quote[Done by me.] for the day:&lt;br /&gt;I WISH i had the courage to tell him how i feel..But every time i go up to him the words get stuck in my throat..I WISH i could get someone to tell him...But i'm afraid that he might think it's a joke and make him think i'm a fraud..I HOPE though that i can confess to him and be with him someday, cause wishes might not come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-942988435597931392?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/942988435597931392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/942988435597931392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/942988435597931392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html' title='Hey...'/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-5787204606040056686</id><published>2009-03-10T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:00:41.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is the lyrics of my favorite english song..A friend of mine made me listen to the song..And now i'm addicted to it..Read the lyrics..It's awesome..Look up the song in youtube..It's awesome.. It's called Harder Than You Know. By this band called Escape The Fate...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;You said this could only get better&lt;br /&gt;There's no rush cause we have each other&lt;br /&gt;You said this would last forever&lt;br /&gt;But now I doubt if I was your only lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Are we just lost in time?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if your love's the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;How can I miss you if you never would stay?&lt;br /&gt;If you need time I guess I'll go away (I'll go away)&lt;br /&gt;Inside me now there's only heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;So where's the fire? You've become the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Are we just lost in time?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if your love's the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't want me than&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to go (I guess I'll have to go)&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Solo]&lt;br /&gt;So I'll make the call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll leave today&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you cause I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make the call&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today&lt;br /&gt;And leaving always drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving always drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't want me than&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Girl You're driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to let go&lt;br /&gt;Not loving you is harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you're driving me so crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-5787204606040056686?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/5787204606040056686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-lyrics-of-my-favorite-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5787204606040056686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/5787204606040056686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-lyrics-of-my-favorite-english.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-943930890431730056</id><published>2009-03-10T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:42:30.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoz.. So today was a so-so day..Divi was super angry and cried.. Why are the tamil teachers in my school such idiotic weirdos? =/.. Just coz they went to support Fudge in the singing competition and some guys who looked like ITE boys were there and making noise she picked on Divi? Stupid much. The india teacher la.. She complain to Rukumani. It's not like they did anything you know..And she makes Divitra go up to her and she starts scolding Divi..She and the Jacintha[India teachers] are stupid people. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyways..So after that i tried to make Divi laugh..Major failure..x__x...Do you know how embarrassing it is when you tell a joke to someone in an attempt to make them laugh and they just stare at you without laughing..? x___x... So then we had to go around the HDB block to collect newspapers and old clothes. I was group leader! xD..Divi, Erielle,He Tong and Shikin were in my group. And Divi was laughing again, around that time. xD We had an awesome time knocking and talking to strangers. ;] There were two house with dogs that we came across. The first house had two dogs. It was barking at us..x____x But it couldn't come out since the gate was locked. The other house with the dog..God that was scary..x___x"""..The door was closed but god did that dog bark so ferociously. e__e... Actually what happened was, He Tong knocked on the door. And i wasn't concentrating, i was knocking on the next door. So when He Tong suddenly went "Er ah!" i was like, wtf? And then the dog started barking so damn loudly and ferociously. I escaped. xD...Well yea..We collected so many things..x__x...So heavy. And He Tong was acting all "macho" "macho". So after that we went back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Had our boring recess..And went back to class. Was talking crap to Taslim, as usual. xD. And then we headed to the bubble tea shop after school and then walked to interchange. Bought goreng pisang for my sister, then i slept and then i woke up. e__e...I've got camp tomorrow..Ugh..My friend told me a ghost story! e___________e"" So yea.. I'm almost done with packing..So lazy! e__e... Eh..Wellz..I hope the camp would be nice and not gonna take place in the "book of worst memories"...xD... Now Bye Bee. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Quote [Okay, this one was on a bookmark. And i think it's meaningful]:&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever you're in conflict with someone, there is one factor that make the difference between damaging your relationship and deepening it. That factor is you attitude"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                          -William James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-943930890431730056?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/943930890431730056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/943930890431730056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/943930890431730056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz_10.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-9045322630918263251</id><published>2009-03-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:51:15.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey people.. Didn't go to school today. Am having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;diarrhoea. I hate it. e__e... I miss my frenz already! Lolz.. So then.. I had an arguement with my sister. We argue ALOT.. Hmm.. And then i was talking to my father, in a friend to friend sort of way.. So i figured out some answers to a few questions i had in my head.. And then i was cleaning up the house and nothing else.. All in all it was a BORING day.. Ugh...I hate those days where i get bored out of my mind..  Soooo yea.. That's all.. x] Sorry i haven't got much to write about today.. But i'm sure tomorrow there'll be loads to write about.. I'm looking forward to Art and Chemistry.. Wells cyaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Geetha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-9045322630918263251?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/9045322630918263251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/9045322630918263251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/9045322630918263251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-103424071339947278</id><published>2009-03-04T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:41:49.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5oiHu-uJI/AAAAAAAAABg/jXD0Fw0NWxA/s1600-h/my+heartz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309295946117331090" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5oiHu-uJI/AAAAAAAAABg/jXD0Fw0NWxA/s320/my+heartz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Top two: Divi, Madhan[KKK]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bottom two: Saf and Divi, Turka and Divi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5kKu6a-PI/AAAAAAAAABY/HP-79L0917E/s1600-h/Light"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309291146270931186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5kKu6a-PI/AAAAAAAAABY/HP-79L0917E/s320/Light%27s+shining+on+me!+Hallejuah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5j9f94-PI/AAAAAAAAABI/JJE8MrYfaLA/s1600-h/Saf+and+me+yet+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309290918920648946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5j9f94-PI/AAAAAAAAABI/JJE8MrYfaLA/s320/Saf+and+me+yet+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Safana and Me.. At some toilet. 4got where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5j2-lX2EI/AAAAAAAAABA/Vt94qGt-QOQ/s1600-h/I+look+nice+la+x].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309290806880229442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5j2-lX2EI/AAAAAAAAABA/Vt94qGt-QOQ/s320/I+look+nice+la+x%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Top: Turka, Uma, Meenu, Vithya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bottom: Tafsu, Divi, Satya, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jxgYXhLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8aFM-_l8s5o/s1600-h/Divi+and+me!+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309290712873272498" style="WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jxgYXhLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/8aFM-_l8s5o/s320/Divi+and+me!+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Divi and me. I edit leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jnJnveDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/UacW_8s0OuA/s1600-h/Cool.+I"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309290534965049394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jnJnveDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/UacW_8s0OuA/s320/Cool.+I%27m+on+the+left.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jtP_yaOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sLAG-yXX3lA/s1600-h/Coolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Satya and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jtP_yaOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sLAG-yXX3lA/s1600-h/Coolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309290639755733218" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5jtP_yaOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sLAG-yXX3lA/s320/Coolio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Turka and me [GG-uni]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5kEaXKlRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RWRz1_j_rYg/s1600-h/Satay+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309291037675132178" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5kEaXKlRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RWRz1_j_rYg/s320/Satay+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Satya and Me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geetha.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-103424071339947278?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/103424071339947278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/moi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/103424071339947278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/103424071339947278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/moi.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa5oiHu-uJI/AAAAAAAAABg/jXD0Fw0NWxA/s72-c/my+heartz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-4168883202923583211</id><published>2009-03-04T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:14:48.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoz. How are you peepz today? =] It's been raining for a while now. So wet and erm..Very wet? x] &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wellz. PE today was damn funny. x] So so so funny. I laugh 'till my tummy started to hurt. Actually we had to this circuit thingy but we didn't. Erielle, Divi and me took the skipping ropes and started skipping. Then after a while we started doing the skipping where two people will hold the rope and turn it while one person jumps in the middle. I forgot the name for it. &lt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Farid and Syaiful were playing with the water bottle and instead of just sprinkling water on me then pour the water on to me by accident. I got so angry. I stood up, the chair almost falling, then go ask Mr.Liew whether can go to the toilet. Then i stormed of to the toilet. When i came back to the class Syaiful and Farid apologized. I also apologize. Feel so bad showing my anger towards them. I dunno why but my anger is being triggered easily, nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then after that we went to Chemistry class. He Tong lost his handphone and wallet! Well actually it was stolen during PE time. When we checked whether our belongings weren't stolen, Divitra told me that Farid's handphone was stolen too. I'm not too sure about it though. Need to check with him. I hope He Tong finds his belongings and the culprit soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; So then during Chemistry Taslim and i talk crap. Mrs.Toh[Chem Teach] extended the llesson for another extra five minutes coz she wasn't done with the slides. She's the best teacher i've had so far you know?! Lolz. She even treat Divi, Shieh Ying and me during the first or second week of school, so that she can get to know us better. So sweet right..? xD Wellz i think i wrote too much already. I'll stop writing now. x].... Bye Bee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Geetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quote[I thought up of it. ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; for the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why can't he see the love i have for him..? Is he ignoring my love-filled heart that belongs to him now. Or is he simply just blind towards the love within...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-4168883202923583211?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/4168883202923583211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4168883202923583211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/4168883202923583211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7313550039649255922</id><published>2009-03-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:57:42.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ey. Today school was like totally boring. I had likesix subjects today. But only two of the subject teacherscame. xD. I know, weird huh? So well, my friends and iwere fooling around the whole time. Erielle, Norzilah,Divi and me were total jokers. xD. But it was fun and we&lt;br /&gt;had an awesome laugh. My phone's spoiled! So i have to usea spare phone currently. =[. So i can't upload new pics.But eh, who cares. As long as there are pics. xD. Hmm..Oh yea. The class[312] got screamed at by Pearl Saw.Our math teach. Well she gave us a quiz and almost everyone did badly, though it was three questions. But we had to remember a few things. And she thought us those "things"before the CA1 so we had to study for CA first. And well we didn't have much time to study for the test. And she screams at us without thinking from our point of view. Eh. I'm only concerned about my marks and not her. Hmm.. Then, Divi called me dumb another ten times today. She calls me dumb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like everyday. &lt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bye Bee! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geetha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa024VtbnII/AAAAAAAAAAY/Mqel3k6dK9o/s1600-h/rose+n+throns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308959877267954818" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa024VtbnII/AAAAAAAAAAY/Mqel3k6dK9o/s320/rose+n+throns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divi edited that pic. xD I love the green mustaches! Don't you?! Haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7313550039649255922?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7313550039649255922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/h-ey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7313550039649255922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7313550039649255922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/h-ey.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/Sa024VtbnII/AAAAAAAAAAY/Mqel3k6dK9o/s72-c/rose+n+throns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118704301393939616.post-7455073542549016673</id><published>2009-03-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:51:58.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Hey peepz. This is my blog. Well every minute that passes becoming a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beautiful memory.&lt;/span&gt; Life'sshort you know? You'll never realize it when it &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;actually ends&lt;/span&gt;. But i'm not cursing you though. xDWell...I wish to safe the best moments of my life and savor it. "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Your memories of me might fade. Butmy memories of you would never fade&lt;/span&gt;." That phrase is, i dunno, my core value? xD Well itjust means alot to me. You would have seen the names of meh besties in the " 'Bout me " section.They are my peepz! I dunno what i'll do without them. They're the best i could ever ask for. And &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Divitra&lt;/span&gt;, well she's my most fave friend ever. She means alot to me. This is the third year since i'veknown her. And we're in the same class, AGAIN! Hahaz. Well i love her alot[sister sort of way] andi'll &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;rip anyone apart&lt;/span&gt; if they make her cry or make her hurt. Wellz i'll end this post for now. See yaaround. =] Leave a message in the tagboard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Geetha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4118704301393939616-7455073542549016673?l=memories-will-fade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/feeds/7455073542549016673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-peepz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7455073542549016673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4118704301393939616/posts/default/7455073542549016673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memories-will-fade.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-peepz.html' title=''/><author><name>BurningDesire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624544798314318233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ci82S7LrGzw/SbpBPTJ0HeI/AAAAAAAAABs/nL9u1ixOfOM/S220/Photo0031.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
