<?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-1609420079528162520</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:53:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE(=</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6146680711968068122</id><published>2007-09-02T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T12:00:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2417, Love</title><content type='html'>Okay, I should've posted this damn long ago, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've shifted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2417love.blogspot.com/"&gt;2417,Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6146680711968068122?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6146680711968068122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6146680711968068122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/09/2417-love.html' title='2417, Love'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5093087530248808957</id><published>2007-06-23T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T15:07:56.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lips-sojuicy.livejournal.com"&gt;Live journal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5093087530248808957?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5093087530248808957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5093087530248808957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8598157146785366100</id><published>2007-06-21T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:47.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's written all over your face, It's such a painful thing to waste.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rnn1_PoWg3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/e0TmER8GXS4/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rnn1_PoWg3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/e0TmER8GXS4/s320/collage7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078360521713288050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: I love my granny!&lt;br /&gt;She's the best anyone could get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created my &lt;i&gt;Livejournal&lt;/i&gt; account, everything is done and ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But&lt;/u&gt;, I'm still deciding if I should switch to Lj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lips-sojuicy.livejournal.com"&gt;Livejournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): Should I, should I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;For the perfect time to call you back&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I remember saying&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna know the truth&lt;br /&gt;Can't handle that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;I wanna paint my room red/ green )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;It's such a painful thing to waste&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now,&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;Now the future's not so clear&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we've ended here&lt;br /&gt;Where's the world that doesn't care?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could meet you there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8598157146785366100?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8598157146785366100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8598157146785366100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-written-all-over-your-face-its-such.html' title='It&apos;s written all over your face, It&apos;s such a painful thing to waste.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rnn1_PoWg3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/e0TmER8GXS4/s72-c/collage7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8600376276275212495</id><published>2007-06-20T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:40:24.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to scream until no sound comes out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oxNXla8C48/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oxNXla8C48/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paper bags and plastic hearts&lt;br /&gt;All are belongings in shopping carts&lt;br /&gt;Its goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But we got one more night&lt;br /&gt;Lets get drunk and drive around&lt;br /&gt;And make peace with an empty town&lt;br /&gt;We can make it right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla! Just got home, from my aunty's place (:&lt;br /&gt;Well, stayed over there last night and had a hella fun with my two young cousins.&lt;br /&gt;They're totally adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Was on the phone with &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;, and they came over to &lt;i&gt;kaypoh&lt;/i&gt; and wanted to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, so passed the phone over to them and guessed what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. :"&lt;i&gt;Wo shi Geraldine de boyfriend, ni shi shui?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Yeah, he's so adorable too!&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling! &lt;br /&gt;His new computer was okay yesterday, so he spent the night fiddling with it and talking to me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your fingers are alright by now! Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Forget yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Well make the great escape&lt;br /&gt;We wont hear a word they say&lt;br /&gt;They dont know us anyway&lt;br /&gt;Watch it burn&lt;br /&gt;Let it die&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are finally free tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should switch to Lj too, seeing so many people jumping from &lt;i&gt;Blogspot&lt;/i&gt; to Lj.&lt;br /&gt;And Lj looks really cool (:&lt;br /&gt;Shall decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tonight will change our lives&lt;br /&gt;Its so good to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;And well cry&lt;br /&gt;But we wont give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;Well scream loud at the top of our lungs&lt;br /&gt;Theyll think its just cause were young&lt;br /&gt;Well feel so alive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8600376276275212495?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8600376276275212495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8600376276275212495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-to-scream-until-no-sound-comes.html' title='I want to scream until no sound comes out.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8358002603442578599</id><published>2007-06-19T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:47.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RndgffoWg2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/x7PTM2kwQa8/s1600-h/collage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RndgffoWg2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/x7PTM2kwQa8/s200/collage6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077633199066481506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soon-to-be 1pm, and I've yet to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dirty child.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;'s at work, so he didn't text me ):&lt;br /&gt;He didn't give me a comment, again. )):&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna have a new comp today ))):&lt;br /&gt;When can I get mine )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sigh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8358002603442578599?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8358002603442578599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8358002603442578599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-soon-to-be-1pm-and-ive-yet-to-bathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RndgffoWg2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/x7PTM2kwQa8/s72-c/collage6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-800395826681998236</id><published>2007-06-18T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:47.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnYyGfoWg1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/JJjmMl36xew/s1600-h/collage5.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnYyGfoWg1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/JJjmMl36xew/s200/collage5.psd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077300717058163538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurts so much from the crying yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thank you &lt;u&gt;Joanne&lt;/u&gt; for comforting me and all.&lt;br /&gt;Love'ya!&lt;br /&gt;K, Now I have selective memory loss, and I can't remember anything which happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate it when a guy doesn't get the door&lt;br /&gt;Even though I told him yesterday and the day before&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when a guy doesn't get the tab&lt;br /&gt;And I have to pull my money out and that&lt;br /&gt;looks bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the hopes, where are the dreams&lt;br /&gt;My Cinderella story scene&lt;br /&gt;When do you think they'll finally see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only remember &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; and I's discussion on potential pigs (:&lt;br /&gt;And we totally agree that those whose surnames are '&lt;i&gt;Tan&lt;/i&gt;' are potential pigs (no offence)&lt;br /&gt;Two of my cousins have the surname 'Tan', and I can conclude that my inference is correct.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;i&gt;History&lt;/i&gt;, especially with &lt;i&gt;Mr Das&lt;/i&gt; as my &lt;i&gt;History&lt;/i&gt; teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done editing yesterday's photos, so I'll only post up this few.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, &lt;i&gt;Darling&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hate it when a guy doesn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why a certain time of month I don't want to hold his hand&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when they go out and we stay in&lt;br /&gt;And they come home smelling like their ex-girlfriend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-800395826681998236?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/800395826681998236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/800395826681998236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-best-damn-thing-that-your-eyes-have.html' title='I&apos;m the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnYyGfoWg1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/JJjmMl36xew/s72-c/collage5.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2791105968275077096</id><published>2007-06-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:14:43.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guessed I failed to love you, and you're taking it out tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;She's a 5 foot 10 in catsuit and bambi eyes&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's who's staring wouldn't believe that this girl was mine&lt;br /&gt;I should have know I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I left her for a life in pity&lt;br /&gt;But they say you never miss the water until it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I failed to love you&lt;br /&gt;And you're taking it out tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo yeah, just came back from the picnic (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn&lt;/i&gt; fun, especially cam-whoring with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Till my camera low-batt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where am I!&lt;br /&gt;K, nobody will get it right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my aunty's place!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! Doubt I'll sleep for more than 3hours man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't replied me since, &lt;u&gt;11plus am&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;))))):&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so sad now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am I supposed to leave you now&lt;br /&gt;When you're looking like that&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what I just gave away&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't take it back&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna get lost&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to leave you now&lt;br /&gt;When you're looking like that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to my cousin packing her camp stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, listening.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, torch-light, take already. This bag like abit too big leh, change lah."&lt;br /&gt;Mumbling to herself.&lt;br /&gt;But she's &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; nice, she's cooking curry noodles for me!&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Didn't have dinner, except a piece of sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished having my noodles.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;bloody hell&lt;/i&gt;, I got scalded by the hot soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn&lt;/i&gt; painful ))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; finally replied! &lt;br /&gt;I love you darling!&lt;br /&gt;Faster faster call me, &lt;u&gt;dear&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She's all dressed up for glamour and rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;Wanna squeeze her real tight get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;If only I could take control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is out of my reach forever&lt;br /&gt;And just a week ago she lied next to me&lt;br /&gt;It's so ironic how I had to lose just&lt;br /&gt;To see that I failed to love you&lt;br /&gt;And you're taking it out tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2791105968275077096?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2791105968275077096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2791105968275077096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/guessed-i-failed-to-love-you-and-youre.html' title='Guessed I failed to love you, and you&apos;re taking it out tonight.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5489283379312317321</id><published>2007-06-17T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:44:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat, you don't have to cover up how you feel when you're in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Let's try to remember these days back in December.&lt;br /&gt;Our lives were very different, I was lonely when we first met.&lt;br /&gt;A small upstairs apartment, driving through the darkness&lt;br /&gt;To get back home before they knew you were even gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Dad's day to all Dads!&lt;br /&gt;Like there'll be any dads to read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picnic-ing today with my &lt;u&gt;WHOLE&lt;/u&gt; family, so hopefully it won't rain.&lt;br /&gt;Momma bought a whole loaf of bread and ham to prepare sandwiches later on.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt;'s at work now, and he isn't replying my text ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for bringing up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, yes &lt;u&gt;I love you&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra, as befits the sign of the Scales, reveres balance and harmony                                  above all. If this can be achieved with a partner, even better, for                                  Libra rules the House of Partnerships and revels in things that come                                  in twos. The Scales are sociable and shine in social situations, where                                  their gift of communication is an attraction to many. Librans also                                  want to be liked, even loved, by those who cross their path, and it                                  can be very hard to resist the Scales when they are at their most                                  charming and magnetic selves. It's not unusual for Librans to possess                                  an easy grace and sense of style and move languidly throughout a room.                                  Behind that pretty facade is a smart, often smoldering soul who                                  knows how to get what they want, and would love nothing more than to                                  do so fairly and justly. When the Scales find the partner they've                                  been searching for, it could be a match made in hot heaven.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you so much, a self inflicted coma&lt;br /&gt;The days drag on like marathons,&lt;br /&gt;I'm running with barefeet.&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel the stress, I'm lonely and depressed&lt;br /&gt;I picture you in the dress&lt;br /&gt;You wore four weeks ago.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5489283379312317321?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5489283379312317321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5489283379312317321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-dont-have-to-speak-because-i-can.html' title='You don&apos;t have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat, you don&apos;t have to cover up how you feel when you&apos;re in love.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2662056294595329894</id><published>2007-06-16T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T17:12:53.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time since you called me, how could you forget about me, you've got me feeling crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go? You could have let me know&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Girl you could have stayed&lt;br /&gt;but you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more then i can stand&lt;br /&gt;And all my tears they keep running down my face&lt;br /&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, 3rd post already.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;look at the time now, it's already 5.02pm, I still see no replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sighs)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went looking for nice songs, however they never fail to make tears well up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sighs again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;br /&gt;This is not how you wanted to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2662056294595329894?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2662056294595329894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2662056294595329894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-long-time-since-you-called-me.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time since you called me, how could you forget about me, you&apos;ve got me feeling crazy.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-9221147701585894695</id><published>2007-06-16T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:48.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I need you like a heart needs a beat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnOWwfoWgzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mILR5MKybRM/s1600-h/collage3.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnOWwfoWgzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mILR5MKybRM/s200/collage3.psd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076566964845314866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnOW2_oWg0I/AAAAAAAAAUk/VBxom9vPYmE/s1600-h/collage4.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnOW2_oWg0I/AAAAAAAAAUk/VBxom9vPYmE/s200/collage4.psd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076567076514464578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after so many days of struggling with the Gameboy Advance, &lt;b&gt;I've finally finished fighting the Elite Four + Champion Steven!&lt;/b&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, this is what I do when I'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a nice sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm bored now again.&lt;br /&gt;I've nothing to do other than to stare at the computer screen typing all this crap, &amp;amp; to stare at the phone which hadn't received any new messages since 11.14am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm watching &lt;i&gt;Just follow Law&lt;/i&gt; for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;When can you reply my text?&lt;br /&gt;When would you realise I'm nothing without you?&lt;br /&gt;When can we stop our quarrels?&lt;br /&gt;When would you ever stop picking on my bad points?&lt;br /&gt;When would you tell me, "I love you like crazy"?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you say&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologizes, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-9221147701585894695?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9221147701585894695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9221147701585894695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-need-you-like-heart-needs-beat.html' title='And I need you like a heart needs a beat.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnOWwfoWgzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/mILR5MKybRM/s72-c/collage3.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3149045657369146079</id><published>2007-06-16T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:51:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw you for the first time in a while, and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles.</title><content type='html'>Star signs, Libra (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Romance:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make love, not war" is a phrase which must have been coined with a Libra in mind. Those born under this sign love to talk and find agreement with a partner as opposed to angrier alternatives. Romance for these folks can often be a sexy tug-of-war, with Libra letting someone get close but not too close. Courtship where Libra is concerned is a beautiful affair, as befits someone ruled by Venus, the Goddess of Love, Beauty and Pleasure. Hearts and flowers are a must, and Libras showered with a sea of beautiful things are likely to be most receptive to amorous entreaties. While Libras can appear cool, calm, even aloof to a lover, they are incredibly playful and romantic once they relax. A lover who plays fair is a must for Libra; if not, subtle manipulations, despite the Scales' best effort, may surface.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One at a time, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;If not it'd be a whole chunk of words like the &lt;a href="http://3e3compassion07.blogspot.com/"&gt;class blog&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;How thoughtful can I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrels after quarrels, when can I ever change myself to be the perfect one for him?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really the one for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sigh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;, 8moredays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I first started writing this I swear my intentions were well&lt;br /&gt;and I'd start with maybe a memory or two&lt;br /&gt;but then I saw you for the first time in a while&lt;br /&gt;and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles&lt;br /&gt;and I left your room for the very last time and I know&lt;br /&gt;that I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;with all of these things they're running through my head&lt;br /&gt;so I stayed up and I&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this song about you&lt;br /&gt;isn't that cliche' of me to do&lt;br /&gt;but it's nothing for you&lt;br /&gt;the band just needed something more to play&lt;br /&gt;so don't blush or hooray at the possible sound of your name&lt;br /&gt;no I wouldn't go that far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3149045657369146079?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3149045657369146079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3149045657369146079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-saw-you-for-first-time-in-while-and.html' title='I saw you for the first time in a while, and awkward thoughts brought awkward smiles.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1170003124919492055</id><published>2007-06-15T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah, I'm really bored now.&lt;br /&gt;Photoshop-ing all the un-photoshop-ed photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnIS8PoWgwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Df6rcHWTaNY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnIS8PoWgwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Df6rcHWTaNY/s200/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076140556197200642" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnITaPoWgxI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HEBA3lL-4eI/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnITaPoWgxI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HEBA3lL-4eI/s200/DSC00580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076141071593276178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is like, &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnITkfoWgyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RilXHvqvK-c/s1600-h/Collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnITkfoWgyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RilXHvqvK-c/s200/Collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076141247686935330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being bored, at aunty's place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1170003124919492055?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1170003124919492055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1170003124919492055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/wah-im-really-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RnIS8PoWgwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Df6rcHWTaNY/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1844233698083251456</id><published>2007-06-15T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:25:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sound of hearts pumping at the same beat, coming 'round the corner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;It was a cold California,&lt;br /&gt;Even in the summer,&lt;br /&gt;She was wrapped in a blanket by the pool,&lt;br /&gt;There were rapid statements,&lt;br /&gt;About life commitments,&lt;br /&gt;A sense of heat that I couldn't bare to touch,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't bare it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to put up a background again (:&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my breakfast, but still I'm famished.&lt;br /&gt;Am I such a glutton?&lt;br /&gt;It's just a piece of biscuit, anyone &lt;i&gt;normal&lt;/i&gt; would still feel famished after finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day stuck at home, seems like life is just so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Especially I gotta help my brother fight the &lt;i&gt;Elite Four&lt;/i&gt; when I go over to my aunty's place later.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It's, &lt;i&gt;Pokemon&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's not your fault so please stop your crying now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Everything between &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; and I is solved.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;We've been texting each other since I woke him up at 9 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Well he has to get up, 'cuz he's starting work at 11am later on.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;He's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;He text-ed me at 3plus am, telling me how much he's sorry for everything he's done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Replied, and he rang me up (:&lt;br /&gt;He stayed over at Sean's house, and he didn't dare get out of the room, 'cuz it was very dark outside.&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;i&gt;Darling, I love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted for around an hour, then he complained he was tired.&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep he went(:&lt;br /&gt;We'll talk through the night another day alright, darling?&lt;br /&gt;We still have the lifetime to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There was staring and seclusion,&lt;br /&gt;A fine tuned way of motion,&lt;br /&gt;A face wrapped for a suitor,&lt;br /&gt;The sound of hearts pumping at the same beat,&lt;br /&gt;Coming 'round the corner,&lt;br /&gt;In almost all directions,&lt;br /&gt;A sense of heat that I couldn't bare to touch,&lt;br /&gt;No, I couldn't bare it.&lt;br /&gt;Now you, wait for, something, to cure this,&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm here, under your downpour.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1844233698083251456?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1844233698083251456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1844233698083251456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/sound-of-hearts-pumping-at-same-beat.html' title='The sound of hearts pumping at the same beat, coming &apos;round the corner.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1294154880702754768</id><published>2007-06-14T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:17:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than the sun shines upon your lovely face, it's more than a love song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;What can I say? I miss your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;What can a love song provide?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are a lovely try&lt;br /&gt;For something more&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna give to you&lt;br /&gt;Give to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I ripped this off Tammy Tay's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What a girl wants :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some love and security&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.You know, it's not easy being a girl. Being a girl... I don't know. I suppose there's some kind of hormones in us that's just plain... Paranoid. You know. Security. It matters a lot to girls. We just &lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; to know that you'll always be there &amp; that we'll never lose you. I emphasize on the word "need" because it's really a necessity for us, girls. When you get into a relationship, it's understood that security should come with the package before the girl even before the girl starts making a fuss out of the whole " I AM SO INSECURE" issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Constant care and concern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Ya, because we're so insecure and everything. We need to be reassured. &amp; the only way, we can be reassured is through your constant care and concern. We might do the stupidest thing on earth just to catch your attention, just for you to care. We might message/call you just to tell you the most trivial of details, just for you to know, just to give you a chance to be caring and concerned about us. This is just the way girls are you know. We're just like that, it can't really be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;To be heard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Like it or not, girls are 100% attention seekers regardless of what we say. We LOVE attention, and when we don't get our well-deserved attention, we go "bonkers". We need attention 24/7. That's probably why a girl generally talks A LOT MORE than a guy does. &amp; Because we need attention, we expect that mobile phone of yours to always be right beside you. We need the attention. So give it to us. Tell us we're pretty when we bother to dress up just for you. Pick up the phone when we call you. Listen to us when we talk.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, it's &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; true I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, had a really &lt;b&gt;HUGE&lt;/b&gt; quarrel with &lt;i&gt;Boyfriend &lt;/i&gt;just now.&lt;br /&gt;We're okay now already, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Give and take, I have to give in.&lt;br /&gt;No more quarrels please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I totally miss doodling with you fingers ):&lt;br /&gt;How, do I tell you I actually miss you so much, just so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than a love song can give&lt;br /&gt;More than a feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;More than a dim light upon the path you walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than the words can explain&lt;br /&gt;More than the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;More than the sun shines upon your lovely face&lt;br /&gt;It's more than a love song &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to "Class gathering" today.&lt;br /&gt;Only like, 9person went?&lt;br /&gt;Lemme count, Geraldine, Nuanting, Kaijing, NiicckyButt, Yunjie, Edwin, Serkiat, Mingle, Kenneth(NiicckyButt's brother).&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah, I think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn&lt;/i&gt; pathetic huh.&lt;br /&gt;Spent my time emo-ing and all.&lt;br /&gt;Stared into the blank space with tears welling up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 5plus, took bus12 home.&lt;br /&gt;I hate long walks home, so tiring and boring.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nuanting for pei-ing me walk a bus-stop distance.&lt;br /&gt;Love talking to you! (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for pouring my sorrows to you, and Kaijing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Atimaaaaaaaa so much for spending an hour on the phone with me to keep me away from boredom.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all so much today! &lt;b&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I found a way to come to me&lt;br /&gt;And show me where&lt;br /&gt;Show me where right used to be&lt;br /&gt;And put me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;And it's beauty to me&lt;br /&gt;And I look upon and it's beauty to me&lt;br /&gt;And it's beauty to me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1294154880702754768?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1294154880702754768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1294154880702754768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-can-i-say-i-miss-your-eyes-nothing.html' title='More than the sun shines upon your lovely face, it&apos;s more than a love song.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7844714703417996404</id><published>2007-06-12T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T10:48:09.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So twist the knife, fashion me counter clockwise, turn back time, forget you never were mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This frame once held my favorite picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now it's empty, now it's broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's how you left my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hallowed out by your hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where you dug a grave and laid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your memory to rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes! I'm going to Malaysia this weekend! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I love beautiful beaches!&lt;br /&gt;And there's a firefly tour as well!&lt;br /&gt;Great! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now sad Sad SAD.&lt;br /&gt;My shoulders are sun-burnt, they're hurting so bad ):&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest thing is, my head kinda got burnt too!&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I got back from Sentosa, so I assume its burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hardly comb my hair in peace, without screaming in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are so boring, especially with my crazy dad, he won't let me go outta the house.&lt;br /&gt;What Is This? ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at home, left with all my undone homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; hasn't recover from his fever + sore throat + flu.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of illness is this?&lt;br /&gt;Fever and flu at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;Well, get well soon my love! (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Though you don't listen to me to not go to work when you're ill, I still love you to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This should have ended with the kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you left on someone else's lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Which turned my heart inside out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You left it looking much the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A motionless mass of muscle and vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I clean up this mess you've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7844714703417996404?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7844714703417996404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7844714703417996404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-twist-knife-fashion-me-counter.html' title='So twist the knife, fashion me counter clockwise, turn back time, forget you never were mine.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8063252291619445781</id><published>2007-06-11T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:33:14.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underneath one sun, one very special moment can turn a destiny.</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for a few days, I've been too lazy to (:&lt;br /&gt;Here, Atima came over on Saturday, 9thJune.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to type out everything, so I'm gonna copy and paste the whole chunk I've typed on Atima's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Here, I'm blogging for Atimaaaaaaaaa! (:&lt;br /&gt;She's staying over at my house again, say yay!&lt;br /&gt;She said yay.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just staring/ stoning at the comp, looking at me typing all this crap.&lt;br /&gt;Well, highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;We, retarded-ly, took Bus 12, thinking it'd go to Tmall, and we ended up taking it to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;We realized only when we were going into Simei.&lt;br /&gt;A. :"This bus don't go to Tampines Mall, right?"&lt;br /&gt;G. :"Oh yah! Told you I failed Geog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we just chit-chat on the way, and realized it was taking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way too longggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A. :" Wanna drop here (referring to Tanah Merah MRT station)?"&lt;br /&gt;G. :"You want follow the track uh?"&lt;br /&gt;A. :"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siao&lt;/span&gt; uh, I want to follow the track for what?"&lt;br /&gt;Both started laughing like crazy retards who lost their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train, this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; woman was on the phone, very funny conversation she was having&lt;br /&gt;both couldn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; laughing&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this foul smell, it smelled like the "M" word(and "P" too)&lt;br /&gt;Laugh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fwahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Got molested by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banglahs&lt;/span&gt; on the train.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banglah&lt;/span&gt; leaned his arse on my hand it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn disGOOSEting&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Atima.. LOL-ing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;She's worse.. got molested by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt; foreigner, looks like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banglah&lt;/span&gt; worker&lt;br /&gt;He touched her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arseeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All sorts of people we see on the train, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheena, Banglah, Thai, Belgium&lt;/span&gt; tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our tops from Bugis Street.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at Long John Silver but we didn't feel like eating at all.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slurpee&lt;/span&gt; but decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;Got for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; his shaker fries and personally delivered it to him.&lt;br /&gt;Atima walked in first and I passed it to him.&lt;br /&gt;We then headed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got our cup noodles and Mountain Dew at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NTUC Fairprice &lt;/span&gt;and Oreo Crush from&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweetalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;finally she ate, after days of not having her meals.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Sentosa trip tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;She's shaking her head and I'm giving her the stare.&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today, say bye.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's still shaking her head about tomorrow's trip.&lt;br /&gt;She said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;". (with that retard smile she always gives me, don't think of imagining how she looks like, 'cuz it's horrible.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and Atima yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;Spend all the time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; in the sea, really really nice!&lt;br /&gt;Like, having all the time in the world to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lovey-dovey&lt;/span&gt; in the waters.&lt;br /&gt;Best part is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; didn't bring extra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boxer/undies, &lt;/span&gt;and he wore the wet one back after he bathed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt;, you're so adorable! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for spending time with me though you're awfully sick, I'm so sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two very different people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too scared to get along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Till two hearts beat together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Underneath one sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One very special moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can turn a destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And what some would say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Has changed for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So after bathing, went over to Vivocity to have our lunch at Long John's Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the outdoor playground for a few minutes before deciding to head home.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;'s place to make sure he take his medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Passed me the cab-fare, and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8063252291619445781?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8063252291619445781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8063252291619445781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/underneath-one-sun-one-very-special.html' title='Underneath one sun, one very special moment can turn a destiny.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4506516993614050996</id><published>2007-06-06T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:43:13.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I feel good, would you slow dance with me, and touch my lips with tender loving care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And whisper in my ears that's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And never look back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing so many people talking about how nice this song is, I've finally downloaded it, just a few minutes ago (:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's really nice, the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4506516993614050996?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4506516993614050996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4506516993614050996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-i-feel-good-would-you-slow-dance.html' title='If I feel good, would you slow dance with me, and touch my lips with tender loving care.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5340325888605958489</id><published>2007-06-04T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:32:36.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you’re touching me kisses endlessly, It’s just a place in the sun, Where our love’s begun.</title><content type='html'>Here's a conversation I had with Atima, super hilarious!(:&lt;br /&gt;Please laugh at the loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                 I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;still can laugh&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                             I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;now's my turn&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;walau&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;still can laugh&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;you goOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;I besssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst!&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;IM BEST OF THE BESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;i win&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm the best-est of the BESTESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST!&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;me win, you lose&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;im the best of the besssssssssssssssssssssssssst of the bestest of the bestessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst!&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;i win&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;you lose&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;k, I'M THE BESTESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST OF THE BESTESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST OF THE BESTESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST OF THE BESTESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST!&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;i WIN WIN WIN!&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;ok fine&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;you win&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to fight&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;        ❤ 20072401 Alvin T.                                  I LOVE YOU TOO! says:&lt;br /&gt;neh neh!&lt;br /&gt;atiqah. (R) says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5340325888605958489?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5340325888605958489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5340325888605958489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/heres-conversation-i-had-with-atima.html' title='When you’re touching me kisses endlessly, It’s just a place in the sun, Where our love’s begun.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4253853803915818170</id><published>2007-06-04T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:50.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangely, they seem beautiful now, though they outlast my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RmO87a8RTbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hIRV9ZIXYS4/s1600-h/SYFcollage.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RmO87a8RTbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hIRV9ZIXYS4/s200/SYFcollage.psd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072105334379728306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really really bored 2days ago, so decided to edit the pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Choir people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walked into our world and made horrible sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can still hear them today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strangely, they seem beautiful now, though they outlast my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still each time I always meant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every word, every one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though in time, they finally bent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every word, every one, every word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I returned to you but found, my empty home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The radio told me to stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As it burned down I sang alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will outlast my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have been waiting for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biting as you taught me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have come to relieve you of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I will wait for you,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; she said, "endlessly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I will wait for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So spoke misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4253853803915818170?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4253853803915818170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4253853803915818170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/was-really-really-bored-2days-ago-so.html' title='Strangely, they seem beautiful now, though they outlast my love'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RmO87a8RTbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/hIRV9ZIXYS4/s72-c/SYFcollage.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-248178873874130056</id><published>2007-06-04T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:23:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were blue, would you be there for me, and whisper in my ears that's okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when&lt;br /&gt;we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Choonyip, for this meaningful e-mail (:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &amp;I think every point of it is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yeah, I've finally gotten my skinny jeans from Bugis Street yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The shop-owner is so cute! Atiqah gone crazy over her cute socks from Thailand, showing the shop-owner when she took off her shoes while trying on the jeans.&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna take picture too!"&lt;br /&gt;"Not taking picture &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, video-call!"&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeee-larious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super happy! Bought a top as well, from &lt;em&gt;Hurs&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;my Red-hot FBT!&lt;br /&gt;And the happiest thing is that, &lt;em&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;'s IT show ended already!&lt;br /&gt;So he wouldn't be reaching home late at night, at 2am last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a train-ride home from Bugis, &amp;decided to drop off at Tampines to get Momma some curry-puffs, since she loved them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so filial!&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;em&gt;Mango&lt;/em&gt; to look at the clothes there, wanted to get the top, but decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;Get it when we again next week (:&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa, darling!&lt;br /&gt;10th June alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;, it's our day out on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch a movie, I wanna go get your jeans with you, &amp;I wanna do so many things with you!&lt;br /&gt;Going out with you is just plain fun, fun &amp;amp;fun!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;em&gt;Darling&lt;/em&gt;, would this lasts till eternity?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-248178873874130056?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/248178873874130056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/248178873874130056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-i-were-blue-would-you-be-there-for.html' title='If I were blue, would you be there for me, and whisper in my ears that&apos;s okay.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5973615472755445793</id><published>2007-06-02T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:51:14.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The candles are lit and the clothes on the floor, you could take a chance on finding romance.</title><content type='html'>I'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;Momma just got home from wrok, bringing many work left undone back.&lt;br /&gt;Help her, I guess I should, so as to let time pass faster ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna let you know, I miss you really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;We no longer have all the time in the world to lovey-dovey over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;You're always busy with work now, well it's alright with me (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me know, now you're working just for my sake.&lt;br /&gt;Just to get me stuffs I want.&lt;br /&gt;You know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt;, I love you to the core (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't in the mood to blog this morning, pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;So here, a proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit&lt;/span&gt;, there's soccer tonight, which means we gotta have dinner at Central, again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired of the food there, totally.&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating there since Primary 1!&lt;br /&gt;And why do they have to close down the MacDonalds there?&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mcwengweng&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, guess I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Atimaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Skinny jeans tomorrow, darling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5973615472755445793?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5973615472755445793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5973615472755445793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-really-bored.html' title='The candles are lit and the clothes on the floor, you could take a chance on finding romance.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2017104102298342750</id><published>2007-06-02T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:08:17.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.</title><content type='html'>Here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, this is for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/asPSs9gjw-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/asPSs9gjw-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as stars shine down from heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the rivers run into the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Til the end of time forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re the only love I’ll need                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my life you’re all that matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my eyes the only truth I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When my hopes and dreams have shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re the one that’s there for me                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I found you I was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will never leave you, I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’d be lost and so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn’t last a day, I’d be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without you there to see me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, you know it’s just impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of you, it’s all brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is now worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't imagine me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you caught me I was falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love lifted me back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was like you heard me calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you rush to set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling&lt;/span&gt; yesterday morning (:&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after many days of not seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;God, I miss you so badly!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for IT training, so as to spend an hour more with him.&lt;br /&gt;Took a stroll along the beach(:&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the benched there, the back of my leg has blisters again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left there reluctantly, he gotta leave for work.&lt;br /&gt;Went home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Stoned into the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Text-ed Atima to go for lunch, and the rest I'd copy from her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Went to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt; for lunch&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt; was happily laughing at me from under the void deck&lt;br /&gt;my right side was wet, soaked to the skin&lt;br /&gt;couldnt be bothered anymore and just ran all the way&lt;br /&gt;was wet even more and she laughed even harder cos could see thru, thanks uh&lt;br /&gt;waited for the bus and went to Whitesands to eat Mac&lt;br /&gt;was walking from the interchange to Whitesands, everyone was staring&lt;br /&gt;reached and holy.. i was freezing and my teeth were chattering&lt;br /&gt;ate and crap as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to the toilet to use the hand dryer to give me a lil warmth&lt;br /&gt;no life, i know&lt;br /&gt;went Popular, i went crazy there&lt;br /&gt;couldnt decide whether i should get 'joy' or 'hope' for my notebook&lt;br /&gt;finally decided on 'hope'&lt;br /&gt;next.. went to get a marker, couldnt decide the color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt; was going crazy cos i was fickle minded and she was deciding for me&lt;br /&gt;im like.. "no not nice" "eee no way its pink"&lt;br /&gt;she gave me the look, fwahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;after 20 minutes or so, finally decided&lt;br /&gt;heh.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to head home and was walking to the interchange&lt;br /&gt;said our goodbyes.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;she's taking either 17 or 358 while im taking 88&lt;br /&gt;well, its the only bus that i can take&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus, Jac and Valerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; for awhile then walked to 88 berth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO, hello &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt; (x&lt;br /&gt;while walking, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt; was running towards me, shouting "Atimaaaaaaaaaaah!"&lt;br /&gt;i turned and she stopped and said in between panting and laughing "i finally remembered why i dont want to use the 10$.. i need to top-up my card"&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her and i laughed real hard, cannot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to top-up and i was still laughing away, hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and darling.. i still cannot stop laughing now at the thought of it :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;*giggles*&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, stoned again.&lt;br /&gt;Spent my idle time stoning, no life.&lt;br /&gt;Left for tuition, and Susan, the lifeless one bought some orange, rubber thing, which gotten my hand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; smelly just to light it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt; hilarious, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;eraldine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did revision, super boring.&lt;br /&gt;Bought fries from MacDonalds, though I shouldn't be eating it, thanks Susan for paying it for me first, and giving me the bag and seaweed shaker (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll pay you next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stay home the whole day today, how boring is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, I miss you so bad, sighs ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2017104102298342750?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2017104102298342750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2017104102298342750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-youre-gone-pieces-of-my-heart-are.html' title='When you&apos;re gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4578191660321647855</id><published>2007-05-31T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:27:43.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iso, tell me what happens next? had the world, but instead threw it out of the way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I heard that you've been asking about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; least that's the word on the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just don't know what to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; why was I dumb enough to leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw you with him today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the boy who took my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you seemed so much happier with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but maybe that's just the way I want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a damn public holiday, and I'm stuck at home facing the four walls ):&lt;br /&gt;How boring can my life be?&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'll stay at home to accompany my momma, who claims she's broke (:&lt;br /&gt;Have been bugging her to bring me to Bugis Street to get my skinny jeans, however she doesn't want to ):&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have enought money to get 2pairs of them!&lt;br /&gt;67$, and I'd be broke after I get them.&lt;br /&gt;When can I ever get my MP3 player? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;'s working, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Must be really busy, didn't even reply my text.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's alright!&lt;br /&gt;3days, I shall tahan, and after that we get to go out already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it's just another one of those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The way you made it all feel so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The way you fit into my arms at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll remember that feeling for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently fiddling with Photoshop, it's been a long time since I've used it.&lt;br /&gt;Edited the pictures taken with Atimah the other day when we went to Sentosa, send it over to you another day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry ):&lt;br /&gt;Gastric, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atimaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday/ Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Remember alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;Skinny Jeans my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, tell me what happens next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Its out of my hands, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just don't know what to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why don't you tell me to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why did you let me leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's not the way it's gotta be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why don't you tell me to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why did you let me leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is that the way this has to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4578191660321647855?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4578191660321647855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4578191660321647855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/iso-tell-me-what-happens-next-had-world.html' title='Iso, tell me what happens next? had the world, but instead threw it out of the way.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1268738033154567717</id><published>2007-05-30T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:08:23.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime I hold your hand in mine, the sweetest thing my heart could ever find</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lately I'm now who I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone's come and taken me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where I don't wanna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I knew exactly what I have to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In order to be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you were feeling low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this isn't the best of weather to conduct the EL camp, especially with the non-airconditioned hall of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;budget&lt;/span&gt; school.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least the camp was enjoyable, just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; the horrible weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 9, such a holy time.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun time solving brain-teasers, Bogglers, phrase-ing(?) and all.&lt;br /&gt;A really great bonding time for the class. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really crappy thing that Dennis, Mus, Vannesa, KaiJing and I came up for the poem writing.&lt;br /&gt;We're suppose to come up with a poem with wprds starting with 'S'.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sally Sunderland sells salted seaweed .&lt;br /&gt;Strange Stranger said Sally Sunderland's seaweeds smells like smelly soggy sock.&lt;br /&gt;Sally Sunderland slapped Strange stranger for saying her seaweeds smells.&lt;br /&gt;Strange Stranger said sorry to Sally sunderland for saying her seaweeds smells.&lt;br /&gt;Sally Sunderland smiled to Strange Stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Sally Sunderland took out her shotgun and shot Strange Stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Strange Stranger said, "Shit, this sucks!"&lt;br /&gt;Strange Stranger was then brought to Satan.&lt;br /&gt;Strange Stranger said, "Shit, this sucks more!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally dumb, yeah?(:&lt;br /&gt;Effort of our group!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lee was totally shaking her head whilst she was reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last of all, the dressing up of imaginary creatures and writing of descriptive essay, it was really well-done (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to YunJie, Melvin and Mustaqim for the great-job, and obviously the class for putting in the effort.&lt;br /&gt;Three-cheers, 3e3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;'s currently loading goods for the IT show tomorrow at Suntec, and it's a public holiday, hello.&lt;br /&gt;What a nice time huh?&lt;br /&gt;Which means I can't text you at all, I'm so gonna die of boredom tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I miss you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime I kiss I feel your lips and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I cry I see your smile and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I close my eyes I realise that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I hold your hand in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The sweetest thing my heart could ever find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I have never felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Since the day I gave your love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1268738033154567717?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1268738033154567717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1268738033154567717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/everytime-i-hold-your-hand-in-mine.html' title='Everytime I hold your hand in mine, the sweetest thing my heart could ever find'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7014955236882388093</id><published>2007-05-29T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T09:51:57.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd go as far as to say, that I, miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m lost for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With every moment stays true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd go as far as to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I, miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I missed my one chance to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So long to memories of years that passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, look at the MacDonald's fries are harming our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEM0T1Ar5Qo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEM0T1Ar5Qo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, never decomposing? How disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;And imagine how much fries are there in our tummy already.&lt;br /&gt;And that may be the reason of us growing fat.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the return of Shaker Fries.&lt;br /&gt;OMGeraldine, please stop eating fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, had a great time on the phone with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; last night (:&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after enduring so long during his work-time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;, for calling me the moment you got out of bath.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On these walls, tell the stories past of years gone by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Breaking promises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pictures up in black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Holding back, all the words I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said good bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open wounds, broken hearts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please stay tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL camp tomorrow, 9am-5pm ):&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; can it get?&lt;br /&gt;It's already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; camp, and looking at the duration, can't be too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you hubby! ):&lt;br /&gt;Working today again, gotta endure for a total of 10hours ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So send your letters of regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It’s not the words you never said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sing to me, speak softly now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hearts will beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That empty sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7014955236882388093?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7014955236882388093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7014955236882388093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/k-look-at-macdonalds-fries-are-harming.html' title='I&apos;d go as far as to say, that I, miss you.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6233990307171996871</id><published>2007-05-28T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:20:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess you had another direction, and leaving me with nothing but a dead connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cplJuAH1X2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cplJuAH1X2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really boring day for me ):&lt;br /&gt;Atima's in school having block-booking, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;'s working ):&lt;br /&gt;Well me, i'm stuck at home, doing my Edu-learn quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;No life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis with Atima yesterday to look for our skinny jeans, and we found real cheap ones.&lt;br /&gt;25$-30$ (: Happy us!&lt;br /&gt;Probably getting them next week?&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Bugis Street, then went over to Sim Lim to look for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Didn't dare to go in, sure like got anything for me to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text-ed him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me : "Sorry love, didn't dare go in ):"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;: "It's alright, why don't dare?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What can I do inside?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;: "Come in pretend see things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt; cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; he (:&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, so walked over to MacDonalds to have our Shaker Fries.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; to end work, and went home together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; G. : "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiao Jie, ni yao mai&lt;/span&gt; ink &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;A. :"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiao Jie, ni yao mai&lt;/span&gt; printer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P***** is here, all hails.&lt;br /&gt;And, till yesterday I realised my pad has finished.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NTUC Fairprice to get a new pack.&lt;br /&gt;There was this woman with her daughter buying pad as well, and the daughter went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Daughter: "Mummy, why only got ultra slim, no ultra fat?"&lt;br /&gt;Momma: "Nobody will buy ultra fat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, who will wear?"&lt;br /&gt;Daughter: "(confused) Why nobody will wear?"&lt;br /&gt;Momma:" You'll know when yours comes."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hilarious. Couldn't decide on buying Slim or Ultra Slim, kept on asking Atima till she got really irritated, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote form Friendster Bulletin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Perfect Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.  give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;2. leave her cute text notes.&lt;br /&gt;3. kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. tell her she looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;5. look into her eyes when you talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;6. let her mess with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;7. touch her hair.&lt;br /&gt;8.  just walk around with her.&lt;br /&gt;9. forgive her for her mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;10. look at her like she's the only girl you see.&lt;br /&gt;11. tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;12. hold her hand when you're around your friends.&lt;br /&gt;13. when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;14. let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;15. get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;16. tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;17. stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;18. watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;19. kiss her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;20. give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;21. write her letters.&lt;br /&gt;22. let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;23. when she's sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;24. let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;25. let her take all the photos she wants of you.&lt;br /&gt;26. kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;27. when you fall in love with her, tell her.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6233990307171996871?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6233990307171996871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6233990307171996871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-you-had-another-direction-and.html' title='I guess you had another direction, and leaving me with nothing but a dead connection'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8183366649702493178</id><published>2007-05-27T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:53.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments shared were picture perfect, memories remain.</title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa withAtima yesterday to sun-tan (:&lt;br /&gt;K, here are the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rlj4bK8RTSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nW775Ldi7U0/s1600-h/DCAM0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Finally (:&lt;br /&gt;First day of holidays, I'm out with my dearest mum, a trip to sun-tan.&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;He's gone to work already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog when I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ionic-bonding&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4213025979373497625?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4213025979373497625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4213025979373497625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/sentosa-finally-first-day-of-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7646627042076275863</id><published>2007-05-25T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T15:09:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>' Cause all I really want is to be with you, Ffeeling like I matter too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-AJ0GqRGGZ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-AJ0GqRGGZ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a total piece of crap now.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, only yesterday, was our anniversary, and now we're quarreling over such trivial stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm too petty, I have a really really bad temper.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;You need your space, so I shouldn't bother you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Ring me up whenever you need me, and I give you my word, I'd always be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of depressing talks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored now, and I can't think of anything else to do except to listen to really depressing songs and to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you love, for fetching me late at night after my concert, I really appreciate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Especially it was our anniversary, and you were so tired after blading.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for getting a scolding from your mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for lending me shoulder when I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for putting me in the first place all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so caring, getting so worked-up over little injuries I've gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for always lying to you, saying I wasn't crying when most of the time I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for always pushing the blame to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being so sensitive, indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry over everything, 'cause everytime our quarrels started 'cause of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry love, have a great nap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I end up posting a depressing post. I'm sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ionic Bonding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7646627042076275863?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7646627042076275863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7646627042076275863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-feeling-like-total-piece-of-crap-now.html' title='&apos; Cause all I really want is to be with you, Ffeeling like I matter too.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1303532103387455778</id><published>2007-05-24T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T17:02:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth Month, Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There are things in life you'll learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In time you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause out there somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you keep believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So dont run, Dont hide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It will be all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll see, Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be there watching over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ear-drums got really polluted just now, due to some inconsiderate neighbour I have.&lt;br /&gt;Such a horrible voice, and huess what she was singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way Back Into Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Such a nice song, and with her singing it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGeraldine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K, my voice ain't that nice either, but at least I'm not as inconsiderate to sing it into a mike, with the volume tuned so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dread the fact that I've to go to the stupid concert later, it's such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;But, MJC isn't very bad, so maybe it's worth 12buggers I've paid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I.Need.New.Clothes, Big.Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've got nothing to wear later on. and I don't wanna wear the smae old thing ):&lt;br /&gt;Help me please, Dearest Santa, though it's not Christmas yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Month today! And he's out with his friends, to celebrate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt; fourth month huh?&lt;br /&gt;Horrible pink thing, I love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastamania later on! With my dearst Girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be late, or I'll kill you!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the things that you can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there's a meaning in everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you will find all you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's so much to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1303532103387455778?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1303532103387455778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1303532103387455778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-fourth-month-love.html' title='Happy Fourth Month, Love!'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-355475426648184253</id><published>2007-05-23T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:22:33.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At five minutes to midnight, you see our name in city lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZsoGgkC37-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZsoGgkC37-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fast lives are stuck in the undertoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you know the places I wanna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with editing my blog, but it isn't very nice I think ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at home, without anyone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;'s tired, again ):&lt;br /&gt;When can he not be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; overslept this morning again.&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta lug the gown and shoes to school.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached class, I was totally soaked, with sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've got a sickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've got the cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've got the spunk I've been lookin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I've got a plan we walk out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History lesson today was really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Das, violent one (:&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know Mr Preston Tay was such a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Aqilah, eating chocolate during Malay paper,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tay, "Can and have one of those *points to chocolates*, ".&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;And during meetings and courses too! (:&lt;br /&gt;Weijun, top scorer for History, has an obstacle during History exam.&lt;br /&gt;Which is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper's too rough, pretty hard to write on.&lt;br /&gt;Joke right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Turn it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's five minutes to midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're coming home with me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't get enough, shakin' me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At five minutes to midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You see our name in city lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll make the clock stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Make your heart drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And come alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir photo-taking today, joke too (:&lt;br /&gt;Wore the horrible gown, and I bet I look like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Tan brought the orge hairband to make Weewee put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lug the gown and shoes home, and Vannesa told me to put the shoes into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; called the moment I ended the SPA briefing, how sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;Now's he's sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We could pack up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And leave all our things behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No fact, or fiction, or storyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I need you more than just for tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't stop my breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm weak and you were my medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't stop till I am under your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;K, I'm done (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-355475426648184253?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/355475426648184253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/355475426648184253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/at-five-minutes-to-midnight-you-see-our.html' title='At five minutes to midnight, you see our name in city lights.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-9104040467063276655</id><published>2007-05-22T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:46:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now are you gratified, you cried to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DAYgod-5I8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DAYgod-5I8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute song, click play, you'll never regret! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of boredom):&lt;br /&gt;Only had 3periods of proper lesson, with&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zhao Sen&lt;/span&gt;, and Mr Yap when it wasn't even his lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun though, he showed us a few experiments, his experiences and all.&lt;br /&gt;Really interesting lesson today, laughed, alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson we watched a movie, so it isn't really a proper lesson (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Das Experiment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The experiment, in English)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's still the beginning, so it's rather boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhao Sen&lt;/span&gt;, life, gave us Victoria's paper to do, comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;And the handout for us to do a blog for June holiday homework ):&lt;br /&gt;We're to upload 4essays to it by end of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;No life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day is totally sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;Just like yesterday, there was only 35mins of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mr Yap again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo-taking yesterday, bet I look like cock man ):&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tay wasn't here yesterday, so we took the picture with Miss Lim, Lim Jiaqi!&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the present for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; already (:&lt;br /&gt;2days to Fourth-Month!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting excited! (;&lt;br /&gt;However I've got choir and concert on that day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atima says it's like a curse, everytime a few days before our anniversary, we'll quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we did quarrel today ):&lt;br /&gt;Just 'cuz I was staring at the rain, he thought I was giving him black face.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry love ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atima's coming over on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;(: And guess what, I suddenly remembered, I've got tuition on that day ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's photo-taking for Choir! (:&lt;br /&gt;And, expected "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please bring your gowns/suits and shoes tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;," says Jingjie.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, bring it to school and bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;No life ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen the people I wanna vote for the elections already (:&lt;br /&gt;1. Stephanie G.&lt;br /&gt;2. K. Sze Ern&lt;br /&gt;3. Clive G.&lt;br /&gt;4. Christabel L.&lt;br /&gt;5. T. Peh Yu&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit, I've forgotten who already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;K, guess I'm done (:&lt;br /&gt;Last words, I miss you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend ):&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/1609420079528162520-9104040467063276655?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9104040467063276655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9104040467063276655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/very-cute-song-click-play-youll-never.html' title='Now are you gratified, you cried to me.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2905226037985003464</id><published>2007-05-20T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:07:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels cry when stars collide.  A shot of broken heart that is chased with fear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nxrNs2oRPM/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nxrNs2oRPM/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's hard to explain but I'll try if you let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well its hard to sustain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll cry if you let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This doesn't change the way I feel about you or your place in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can't you see I'm dying here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A shot of broken heart that is chased with fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;Caught Spiderman 3, pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;MJ. Watson's face is like, so old?&lt;br /&gt;And Spidey looks so nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Angels cry when stars collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't eat and I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wouldn't want it any other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-way through the show, Mummy video-called me (:&lt;br /&gt;And who in the right mind would answer in the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;Texted her, and she called me right after the show ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Intentions that were pure have turned obscure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seconds into hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Minutes into years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't tell you lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told her I was alone, 'cuz Atima's Nana came to fetch her for music lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Which is totally fake, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mummy! ):&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty, went to Taka to get her favourite curry-puffs!&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, I want to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tandas&lt;/span&gt;." (:&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! Love you to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My heart burns through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My chest to the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tearing me silently although abruptly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Words cant hide as I'm taking you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I tried to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tried to understand your words as I'm taking you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy seemed happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;However, my cousin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baotou-ed&lt;/span&gt; me again.&lt;br /&gt;So mummy questioned me, and I denied everything.&lt;br /&gt;Like who will admit it right?&lt;br /&gt;But, somehow I feel like admitting it.&lt;br /&gt;But who won't know what she'd do to me.&lt;br /&gt;*Gazillion sighs*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(quote from Atima's blog. Whoops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've confessed to her how I feel about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Magic didn't happen, nothing really happened.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me her logic of why she doesn't allow me to have boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I told her I miss you, and I think of you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I told her you'd wait, wait till we get back together.&lt;br /&gt;However, would we last till then, with all the problems we're facing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yes Atima, I won't give up, I won't lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting helpless, I don't know what to do most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he's down, I'm now the one who cheered him up, it's his emo-ing and being alone.&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever let him know I'd always be there for him?&lt;br /&gt;Last night I've told him, both of us thinks that he seems happier with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;He denied and told me, it's his feeling, not ours, he IS happier with me. He just needed space, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Does he show it?&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't like me to be unhappy, so I try my best to show I'm happy though I'm not feeling so inside.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the same situation as you, I'm just smiling just for the sake of smiling.&lt;br /&gt;When can we return to, the past?&lt;br /&gt;So happy together, and truly smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, please, would you please, tell me what am I gonna do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2905226037985003464?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2905226037985003464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2905226037985003464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-its-hard-to-explain-but-ill-try-if.html' title='Angels cry when stars collide.  A shot of broken heart that is chased with fear.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8157385927023453448</id><published>2007-05-19T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:42:21.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tears run down my face I can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My dearest Atima has to the Malaysia for a day ):&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Which means she won't be going to town with us later.&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully my mum won't call.&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I can go out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; alone, but somehow I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid my mum would call ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wanna catch a movie! But I'm totally broke.&lt;br /&gt;And, I've only caught 2 movies with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cuz you're my true love, my whole heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't throw that away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cuz I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't walk away and, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please tell me you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth month is in a week's time!&lt;br /&gt;Just 2days before school closes (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Seasons are changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And waves are crashing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And stars are falling all for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can show you I'll be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again Atiqah for cheering me up and giving me advices on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Remember next week! You're coming over for a sleepover, babe!&lt;br /&gt;And Sentosa to unwind! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will never let you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll stand up with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be there for you through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition yesterday, and almost everyone failed their school's Add-Math paper &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just except one genius who passed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Inverse Matrix, the questions, were alright. But my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holy&lt;/span&gt; Calculator gave me problems.&lt;br /&gt;The answers turned out different from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I gotta go get ready already (:&lt;br /&gt;Meeting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; at 1pm, however, it still seems early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Use me as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know I'll be ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Though my skies are turning gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8157385927023453448?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8157385927023453448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8157385927023453448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/use-me-as-you-will-pull-my-strings-just.html' title='Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2703370708755999060</id><published>2007-05-18T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:40:07.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cuz you and I could lose it all if you've got no more room, no more inside for me in your life.</title><content type='html'>After crying my heart out, I feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;I can't post much, I'm afraid he'd see.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, to be happy whever he's around, even if I had to fake a smile.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna see him unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you for giving in to me all the time, finally I know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why must I cry, why can't I laugh, everytime we say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't mean to tear in front of you, I've tried to control, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've finally gotten you, I feel like letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone sees it, we're happier with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I admit, I know that's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Atima (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, cheer up!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dont lose hope, every relationship has its ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it might not be good today but tomorrow will be a better day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im always here for you.. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;darling, keep the faith and hope strong and you'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;exactly like what you told me (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i am doing so and you should too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im not losing it at all, why should you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;be strong and you'll be fine.. ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;keep holding on and you'll make it thru (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey love, thanks for the little portion of lil words (: Yeah, I'll try! If you didn't lose hope, why should I? We'll hold on together, and make it through! Even if we've to cuddle together and start crying, We'll do it (: Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear to let go, hopefully we'll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't sour your feelings now, especially knowing your POA results.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you.&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/1609420079528162520-2703370708755999060?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2703370708755999060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2703370708755999060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuz-you-and-i-could-lose-it-all-if.html' title='&apos;Cuz you and I could lose it all if you&apos;ve got no more room, no more inside for me in your life.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7367086680097562074</id><published>2007-05-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:55:28.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys, realize that the girl holding onto u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is PERFECT in her own special way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way she laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way she sleeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way she loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way she tries to please you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She can always get up and walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;getting someone else who can love her more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is someone out there wooing her already,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but she is rejecting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a maybe perfect love for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There might also be someone out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who is willing to love her more than you are loving her now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fufill her every needs and love her as much as she loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understand that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine this, guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you are holding her today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then you cheat on her by hugging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and kissing another gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then you run back to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you see love in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you feel the hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you feel the guilt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She loves you not because you are good looking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy her things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make her parents happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or that you have a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She loves you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your every touch, every word you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cherish and appreciate your girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't break her fragile heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is the only one who can love you that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You won't wanna regret letting go of that special girl you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For everything she has done for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the least you can do is to give her unconditional love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that she has given to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this sweet? (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's meant for the guys out there, I'm just quoting it from Friendster. Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I've got A1 for my E-math! (:&lt;br /&gt;Holy happy!&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time in my whole Secondary school life that I've gotten an A for my Math.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, hopelessly hopeless in Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've failed my Combined-Humans ):&lt;br /&gt;I've failed my History, and my Social Studies passed on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;So, you can see, I've failed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7367086680097562074?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7367086680097562074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7367086680097562074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/guys-realize-that-girl-holding-onto-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4588792174393087953</id><published>2007-05-15T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:53.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You stand through the pain, you won't drown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rkm-yLZ7HII/AAAAAAAAASE/NSSD_iodsOE/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rkm-yLZ7HII/AAAAAAAAASE/NSSD_iodsOE/s200/DSC00432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064789025219091586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never slows down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She doesn’t know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But she knows that when she’s all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels like it’s all coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Atima, for accompanying me after school on behalf of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you so very much!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for trusting me so much and telling me about you problems of J. and you.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty sorry, I can't be of much help ):&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you both would clear things up by 8th June, and happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She won’t turn around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The shadows are long&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And she fears if she cries that first tear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The tears will not stop raining down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my results, really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;To think I've put in so much effort in studying.&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 1, Letter-writing-13/20&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 2, 25/50 ):&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 3, 58/80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Paper 1, Letter-writing, 10/20 ):&lt;br /&gt;Essay, 31/50&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2, 26.5 /70)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add-Math, 34/80 )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, 64.5 /100 ):&lt;br /&gt;Physics, 52/100 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shucks&lt;/span&gt; ): I simply cried my night away &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum came to say, "Since your results so bad, the next time round just stay at home to study."&lt;br /&gt;Like, what is this? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; isn't here to cheer me up ):&lt;br /&gt;He's soundly asleep, but I don't blame him.&lt;br /&gt;He's  got top in Chem and Physics again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je' taime Vouz, &lt;/span&gt;my love!&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn tempted to call him again, but, I don't bear to disturb his sleep ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So stand in the rain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand your ground&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up when it’s all crashing down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand through the pain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won’t drown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day what’s lost can be found&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the rain&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She won’t make a sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this fight with herself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fear’s whispering&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she stands, she’ll fall down&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be found&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way out is through everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s running from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants to give up and lie down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4588792174393087953?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4588792174393087953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4588792174393087953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-stand-through-pain-you-wont-drown.html' title='You stand through the pain, you won&apos;t drown.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rkm-yLZ7HII/AAAAAAAAASE/NSSD_iodsOE/s72-c/DSC00432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1516545026847826129</id><published>2007-05-14T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:21:58.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only human and that's my saving grace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      I never promised you a ray of light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never promised there’d be sunshine everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll give you everything I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The good the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't rain today, at least it didn't rain while we were out (:&lt;br /&gt;Hadda be home, so no East Coast ):&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; precious!&lt;br /&gt;Had brunch at Whitesands McDoanlds, but was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; full, sorry Boyfriend for eating so little ):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for everything I've done to cause you to be unhappy, especially today.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Why do you put me on a pedestal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m so up high that I can’t see the ground below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; So help me down, you've got it wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I don’t belong there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Atima came over, and told us, J. is still alive! (:&lt;br /&gt;And you've held on, for 3months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, took 403 to Pasir Ris Park and played at the playground (:&lt;br /&gt;3 lost souls in PasirRis Park (:&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Atima ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Malay Woman *stick tongues out*, what's there to look, to stare?&lt;br /&gt;Your husband didn't do it to you, now you're taking revenge?&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant, so what? Don't wish to see, just leave! Pasir Ris Park not big huh?&lt;br /&gt;Only one playground for you kidddddddddddds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, I just needed to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolled by the shore, and wrote something on the sand (:&lt;br /&gt;Only Atima, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and I knows (:&lt;br /&gt;Pretty evil, but it's true!&lt;br /&gt;Felt thirsty, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;and I went to look around for stalls open.&lt;br /&gt;Walked from one end to the other, only one stall available.&lt;br /&gt;Talked 'bout lots of things (:&lt;br /&gt;He's just so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought our ice-pops, splashing good time huh?&lt;br /&gt;Bet your shirt is super sweet now? (:&lt;br /&gt;Just like you!&lt;br /&gt;Walked back, and yeah, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry love ): I just thought it insulted me abit?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry! ):&lt;br /&gt;You're my angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; One thing is clear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I wear a halo when you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; But standing from here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; You wouldn’t say so if you were me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just wanna love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very early dinner at Whitesands McDonalds, again!&lt;br /&gt;Well, only drank, 'cause was still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; full from the brunch that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; forced me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;And home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I always said that I would make mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m only human and that’s my saving grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I fall as hard as I try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So don’t be blinded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; See me as I really am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I have flaws and sometimes I even sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So pull me from that pedestal,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don’t belong there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my Alvin T.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I promise, I'd try to change my irritating temper ):&lt;br /&gt;Now you're hurrying me to finish this post, and I'm done!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1516545026847826129?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1516545026847826129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1516545026847826129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-never-promised-you-ray-of-light-i.html' title='I&apos;m only human and that&apos;s my saving grace.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5525604318008700534</id><published>2007-05-14T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:53:43.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZB9uF1SWz8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZB9uF1SWz8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm readlly jaded from quarrels, sugar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the shit I've caused.&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't find a reason to let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; even though you've found a new love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and she's what your dreams are made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can find a reason to hang on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; what went wrong can be forgiven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; without you, it ain't worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, seems like the weather isn't doing wonders ):&lt;br /&gt;There goes our trip to the beach ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, today's your last paper!&lt;br /&gt;Finally! (:&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be able to talk through the night, and wake up with panda eyes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes i wake up, crying at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and sometimes i scream out your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; what right does she have to take you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when for so long, you were mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5525604318008700534?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5525604318008700534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5525604318008700534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-readlly-jaded-from-quarrels-sugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2338701537979564819</id><published>2007-05-10T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:27:43.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed, by the sweetest lips I've never kissed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I told myself today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;No more excuses 'cause I knew exactly what to say&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna make my play but just like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;My mind erased and I let the moment slip away&lt;br /&gt;Another night got me sitting here all on my own&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get past the dial tone&lt;br /&gt;Racking my brain&lt;br /&gt;Going insane&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep going this way&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to blog (:&lt;br /&gt;After being a mugger for 2weeks, tomorrow would be the end of hell!&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm seriously bored now, totally not in the mood to study, especially when Mole is tested in the paper tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sugar&lt;/span&gt; is off to get his spectacles done (:&lt;br /&gt;Geekish one, we'll get to see it soon.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be baking cookies together tomorrow, for Mothers' Day, how thoughtful can we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crushed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By the sweetest lips I've never kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your fingertips and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; warmest touch I've always missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crushed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By the softest hands I've never held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Probably never tell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the strongest love that I've ever felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crushed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I haven't ever let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How it always goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I lose my nerve whenever you get close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And so I'm left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Short of breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With that heavy feeling in my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby, I'm so crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talk 'bout the Mid-year papers that we've finished.&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies, despite studying for it, I doubt I'd pass it ): Gonecase.&lt;br /&gt;E Math Paper 2, pretty tough. I know my Math standard, so yeah, gonecase too ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue Paper 1, Somehow I was really sleepy through the paper, so I guess I didn't do very well ):&lt;br /&gt;Elective History, I totally forgotten the format for SBQs ):&lt;br /&gt;I can seriously COL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Cry-out-loud) Though I managed to memorise Febuary Revolution, but I've totally no idea 'bout question 3b. As for Question2, I don't even know a single thing ):&lt;br /&gt;13marks flown away ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Physics, I've left a page blank!&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that was the smartest thing I've done in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I never studied for Electromagnetic Spectrum ):&lt;br /&gt;A whole holy page on that ):&lt;br /&gt;All the questions on force, energy, work done, moments, I think I've got them all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I have full confidence, I've flunked the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the holy Add-Math paper.&lt;br /&gt;No, forget it, I don't wanna talk 'bout it man.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper 2, hopefully I've passed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! E-Math paper 1, Rather easy, hopefully I'd do well, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 3, started at 1026hours, and I've finished before 1100hours.&lt;br /&gt;And, I fell asleep!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Shuen had to knock on my table to wake me up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only a paper to sit tomorrow! There won't be school on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Three Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Alvin and Atima at Whitesands later, and I'm gonna quote again!&lt;br /&gt;Scold me copycat if you want, but this quote concerns me! So, nany nany poo poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways.. DM is damn ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and myself walked to Whitesands after our papers ended cos we wanted to eat at Mac, so we went up the escalator to the 2nd floor of Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM was standing there with Ms Sherly Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he stopped us and this was the convo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; were quiet but they looked pissed at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: Mr Gng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: where are all of you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: we are going to eat at Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: why cant you just buy it from downstairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: we are eating here and we are gonna put our things down first before going down to buy our food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: do you think i'll believe that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: we are just gonna eat and then go home to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: *with that face that he thinks will scare us* try me, i'll be here for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A: *with the pissed face and cursing him inside my head* we really are going to go home after eating to study, we are not going to loiter here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DM: good, enjoy your meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we walked away and i bet we were all cursing under our breaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"sure like i'll enjoy my meal. see your face already like not go bang wall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i swear he has something against the us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe cos of yesterday's class thingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geraldine maybe cos of her attire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but he sure like got life uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;whatever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, cant be bothered with him&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, A is Atimaaaaaa! (: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Quote from Atiqah's blog. Whoops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn &lt;/span&gt;fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMGeraldine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I told myself that tomorrow's gonna be the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I keep on telling myself that I'm gonna find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I won't be afraid just like yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't walk away never gonna let another chance slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I gotta know which ever way it's gonna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rest my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there can never be no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Racking my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Going insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't keep going this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crushing I'm so into you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gotta find a way to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And so I'm left, short-of-breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With that heavy feeling in my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby, I'm so crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/1609420079528162520-2338701537979564819?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2338701537979564819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2338701537979564819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/crushed-by-sweetest-lips-ive-never.html' title='Crushed, by the sweetest lips I&apos;ve never kissed.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2267662488390492074</id><published>2007-05-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T08:59:48.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, Alvin here haha.&lt;br /&gt;Helping my dear blog and say things for her.&lt;br /&gt;So any post here written makes anyone unhappy come find me not her.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tag don't comment say find me straight in the face or in school if you got balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people at least dear put there quote from someone which is better than never put there quote from who.&lt;br /&gt;Like that also wan kao bei kao bu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name also say people copy.&lt;br /&gt;She don't even know someone used it in first place.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that your friend or yourself started to put something, means you came out with it and people can't use it.&lt;br /&gt;Use your brain, you think human not creative ar.&lt;br /&gt;Please go see others also got put the same kind of thing or other things that might be same as yours.&lt;br /&gt;Then you go say they copy you.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dear put picture of us on the blog then others put also copy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bo tao nao&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that also want complain, are you childish or are you immature?&lt;br /&gt;Want complain, also complain sensible things lah!&lt;br /&gt;I thought girls are supposed to be more mature why that person like, not lame not lame.&lt;br /&gt;Can make it you know.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not against anyone, just against&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; childish someone I don't even know who.&lt;br /&gt;And i think you don't even know who Geraldine is, and I know certainly that Geraldine don't even know who the fuck are you, and why the more should you complain.&lt;br /&gt;Not happy find me lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, is ALVIN TAN KUANG SHUAN,  SCHOOL HAI SING CATHOLIC,  CLASS 4N2.&lt;br /&gt;You not happy come find me, I will be waiting and more than happy to welcome you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear love you!!&lt;br /&gt;Alvin was here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2267662488390492074?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2267662488390492074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2267662488390492074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/hi-everyone-alvin-here-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1817054052916765016</id><published>2007-05-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T09:20:45.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm feeling the exam stress.&lt;br /&gt;3long chapters of Social Studies, and I'm still memorizing the first 2sections of Chaper 2 ):&lt;br /&gt;It's only like, 10hours to the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I can't give up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I shall be off to study.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna disappoint &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, must be in bed by 11.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I move on, yes you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, I really appreciate it, when you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[edit]Get worked up when I bumped into stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed me whenever you looked into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me all the time, that you'll never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;Always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me for hours, and you don't complain a thing.&lt;br /&gt;You know baby, you're the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gina, or whoever you are, happy?&lt;br /&gt;I've changed it already.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Carmen, I hoped you didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry!&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/1609420079528162520-1817054052916765016?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1817054052916765016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1817054052916765016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-im-feeling-exam-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4592552131438613220</id><published>2007-05-02T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:53.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He tastes like you, only sweeter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rjiau7Z7HHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eSZHPxeM2yU/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rjiau7Z7HHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eSZHPxeM2yU/s200/DSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059964312361835634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2more days till the exams are officially here.&lt;br /&gt;And Geraldine is curretly mugging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; hard.&lt;br /&gt;Still not very in the stressed-up mode yet, but soon I'd be.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I don't want white hair, looks really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna end up like my dearest mum, Atima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't post anything 'bout &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, 'cause, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holy-shit&lt;/span&gt;, my dad's just behind me ):&lt;br /&gt;Why can't he just leave me alone, so I can blog in peace, and let him use sooner?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can do, so I shall edit this post tomorrow, just for you my dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhao-balls&lt;/span&gt; let us watch the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tong-hua&lt;/span&gt; MV during Chinese lesson, so he could teach us a new way of writing compo.&lt;br /&gt;So touching, and yeah, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; cried.&lt;br /&gt;Clever Jonathan, he wenta click the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; play&lt;/span&gt; button, so we could watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;During the kissing scene, he click the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pause&lt;/span&gt;, just to irritate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zhao-balls&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Dennis, got critisized by him, and he scolded &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And he got sent outta class.&lt;br /&gt;However, he was the one who critisized him first right.&lt;br /&gt;Can't differentiate right from wrong, to think he's a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;A China teacher can't be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; smart, I'm right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at McDonalds with my mugging buds, and we mugged again.&lt;br /&gt;Finally understood most of the questions in the Chemistry Quiz/Test that I've got wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;The rest, Mr Anthony Tan please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off the get my beauty sleep, but first, ring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; up! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you for teaching me so much, I love you.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/1609420079528162520-4592552131438613220?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4592552131438613220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4592552131438613220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/he-tastes-like-you-only-sweeter.html' title='He tastes like you, only sweeter.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rjiau7Z7HHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eSZHPxeM2yU/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8924962204504883552</id><published>2007-05-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:54.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can take your honesty, all your words weigh heavenly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjdLjLZ7HGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RbNCouGFeWg/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjdLjLZ7HGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RbNCouGFeWg/s200/DSC00418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059595774103067746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this on our first mugging spree (:&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Atima a day, keeps everyone awake everyday. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muggers of Airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm home from mugging (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did quite little today, I'm jaded already.&lt;br /&gt;My attention span is really, too short.&lt;br /&gt;I need pills to lengthen my attention span, are there any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hardly finished a chapter of my Social Studies, not even a thing for E-Math.&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna survive through the Mid-Years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and I went bonkers today (:&lt;br /&gt;He's so adorable, my honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mei de!&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I want bao bao!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy want mummy to bao bao (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging halfway through, I've gotta shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy came, oh gosh, he was like next to me.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she didn't see, phew!&lt;br /&gt;And then, she called me, then told &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; to go elsewhere first.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad, he must have felt terrible ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left, went to sit next to him.&lt;br /&gt;Crap a lot! (:&lt;br /&gt;Love you so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vannesa, cheer up! Do forgive YJ.&lt;br /&gt;Guess he seriously didn't mean it? (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;This lil girl, called me halfway, so angrily, asked if she could join us.&lt;br /&gt;First thing, went to get food at McDonalds (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cute&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this on Friendster Bulletin, so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19 ways to win a girl heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hugs from behind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Grab her hand when you walk next to each other (don't make her grab yours).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When standing, wrap your arms around her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuddle with her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't force her to do anything!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Write little notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Compliment her, Honestly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be super sweet to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comfort her when she cries.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.Wipe away her tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love her with all your heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pick her up and flirt with her (she'll scream and say put me down, but really she loves it).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be a gentleman (hold the door for her).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let your friends talk trash about her, it'll get back to her! &amp; DON'T ever act differently in front of your friends than you do when its just you and her!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take her for a long walk at night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always bring a jacket wherever you go outside when its cold to comfort her and hold her close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEVER LIE TO HER! Because then she will think everything you ever said to her was a lie,even "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8924962204504883552?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8924962204504883552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8924962204504883552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-can-take-your-honesty-all-your-words.html' title='I can take your honesty, all your words weigh heavenly.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjdLjLZ7HGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RbNCouGFeWg/s72-c/DSC00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3546521513764964024</id><published>2007-05-01T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:44:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I know is your not here to say, but it's written in the sky tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UIM4ZCoA5K/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UIM4ZCoA5K/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I found myself today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh I found myself and ran away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; But something pulled me back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Voice of reason I forgot I had, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; All I know is your not here to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; What you always used to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; But it's written in the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging again later! (:&lt;br /&gt;The Muggers of the Airport would be back in action!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to Changi Airport Terminal 2, Viewing Mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I've still got 2and half chapters to go for Social Studies, and everything to go for Math! ):&lt;br /&gt;It's so gonna drive me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies, Evil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents went for breakfast without me again ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!@#@@#&lt;/span&gt; hungry now!&lt;br /&gt;A hungry woman, is a crazy woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear, I want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bao bao&lt;/span&gt;! ):&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always making my day with your witty jokes (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you know I really do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I won't give up, no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't break down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sooner than it seems life turns around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I will be strong even if it all goes wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1609420079528162520-3546521513764964024?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3546521513764964024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3546521513764964024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-i-know-is-your-not-here-to-say-but.html' title='All I know is your not here to say, but it&apos;s written in the sky tonight'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7801656132609310757</id><published>2007-04-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:44:13.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could be your first real heartache, I would do it over again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe when the room is empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe when the bottle's full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe when I'm done with thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe you can think me whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Maybe when I'm done with endings this can begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; This can begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is dumb, period.&lt;br /&gt;Why should we even have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; ask and learn thing, a total waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot even submit, waste my time doing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the even dumber thing to do, is to create a Chinese blog, and what for?&lt;br /&gt;Holiday homework, and it would be included in CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holy Goose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of June, 4 own-written essays must be up to achieve your marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport again yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, Atiqah and Fira went.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really concentrate, hell-loads of people went there, no longer the quiet place ):&lt;br /&gt;And we're the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muggers of the Airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Atiqah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just did some notes and so, no more mood already.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up staring into space ):&lt;br /&gt;Result of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Short attention span&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Again, lots of gay&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Banglahs&lt;/span&gt;, and saw 2&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bayis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guess what, Atiqah's gonna get married to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bayi&lt;/span&gt;, and she'd play this game with her children.&lt;br /&gt;Won't it be fun? (:&lt;br /&gt;And we'd pinch her whenever we visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmall-ed with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend, &lt;/span&gt;pathetic&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sushis &lt;/span&gt;for dinner ):&lt;br /&gt;Gastric in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Serve me right for not listening to him ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache today, poor me again.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a bag, identical to Atiqah's.&lt;br /&gt;Very summarised, I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could be my punk rock princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would be your garage band king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You could tell me why you just dont fit in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And how you're going to be something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't be of much help when you're down and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;I can only look from aside and tell you to loosen up, and I'd always be here.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, I really wish to relieve your stress and cheer you up, however I'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do, it makes things worse.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feels even more pressurized.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't even be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, it's alright you can't accompany me tomorrow after school.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I blame myself for not letting you finish your work.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you know I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when your hair gets darker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when your eyes get wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when the walls are smaller there will be more space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when im not so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe you can step inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when I look for things that I cant replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I cant replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could be your first real heartache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would do it over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could be my punk rock princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would be your heroin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never thought you'd last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never dreamed you would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You watched your life go past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You wonder if you should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You only burn my bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You just can't let it sink in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You could be my heroin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday in advance, Cheryl T. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7801656132609310757?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7801656132609310757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7801656132609310757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-i-could-be-your-first-real-heartache.html' title='If I could be your first real heartache, I would do it over again.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4369180198430171136</id><published>2007-04-28T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T10:52:48.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause all the roads they lead to where you are, all the streetlights shine like they were stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8p-ceX1SuS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8p-ceX1SuS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Look up, the stars are fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  And I am still here waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  To see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Be with you my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm awake!&lt;br /&gt;Super-ly tired last night, 'cause of the oh-so-boring tuirion which bored the shit outta Susan and I.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Wong wasn't here, so a relief teacher came, and went through the SA papers with us.&lt;br /&gt;And guess how much I got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.Total.Pathetic.12/80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMGoose&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;I've got a total shock, 'cause I doubt anyone, &lt;u&gt;anyone&lt;/u&gt; passed!&lt;br /&gt;Asther transfered to Friday's class, and Samantha would be too! (:&lt;br /&gt;I missed going shopping with you before tuition!&lt;br /&gt;And pon-ing tuition together and sitting atMcDonalds for the whole 2hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hopefully Atiqah is well already, 'cause we'd be studying at the Airport again later!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what to do, we're all good kids that wanna score well for the upcoming MYEs!&lt;br /&gt;No more stoning today, must concentrate!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I'm gonna study today...&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies!&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable huh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard after class yesterday, with both my aunties and my grandama (:&lt;br /&gt;Had high-tea at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mariott Hotel&lt;/span&gt;, gotten ourselves sooo full that we couldn't eat dinner after that! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Went to Fareast to walk around, scouted for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;, and I saw him! (:&lt;br /&gt;But, couldn't look at him, 'cause all my aunties were around, so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty saw my wallpaper, a photo of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and I, and she asked, "That's your boyfriend uh? That time we saw at Whitesands right? Ask him to smile more, face black black, not nice" (:&lt;br /&gt;At least she won't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baotou&lt;/span&gt;, like what my grandpa would ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; was sweet, he came specially to deliver his sweater for me, before tuition, and fetched me to Loyang Point! (:&lt;br /&gt;I looked like a penguin wearing his sweater, but he said it looks alright! (:&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I love you so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the moon is gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I hope you're up there somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I'll see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Be with you my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating the study session with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and Atiqah later on, bet it'd be hilarious, just like the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm getting really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went for breakfast at McDonalds, leaving me alone at home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause all the roads they lead to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all the streetlights shine like they were stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's spend tonight on top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And we can do anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can be anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll meet you tonight on top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As real as it seems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're only in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Look out across the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Faces of lonely daughters and mothers who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But just can't be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Swear that I will see you someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I have to find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To show you I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even if you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I'm following the road to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Meet you tonight on top of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The streetlights they will guide me to the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My heart is empty without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes you don't know what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I need you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll fall asleep and it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Close my eyes and I'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4369180198430171136?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4369180198430171136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4369180198430171136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/cause-all-roads-they-lead-to-where-you.html' title='&apos;Cause all the roads they lead to where you are, all the streetlights shine like they were stars.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2453191073760485185</id><published>2007-04-26T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:55.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you held me tight for this moment in time, pull these words off from my lips, keep them safe, just remember that we wrote</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8-NuFrX9b6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8-NuFrX9b6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars are never out of reach for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; just dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hold out your hand and touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Just dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Third-month, love! (:&lt;br /&gt;The greatest day, 2007&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;01!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear, for always making my day.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I finally realise why we had been quarreling so much, all thanks to my lovely pms.&lt;br /&gt;My period is hereeeeeeee! ):&lt;br /&gt;Cramps are totally turning my tummy inside out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB52rZ7G_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1ERPniLghwQ/s1600-h/DSC00546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB52rZ7G_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1ERPniLghwQ/s200/DSC00546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057676361808419826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB6KLZ7HAI/AAAAAAAAARE/6b5ye8MO12o/s1600-h/DSC00548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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You don't care about impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Something I wish I could learn from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Write me down is the best idea you've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Watch the fire fly cause I struck the match tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquthird-month, finally="" next="" ll="" await="" many="" more="" we="" ve="" been="" a="" an="" awesome="" really="" glad="" to="" have="" by="" through="" all="" thick="" love="" you="" and="" i="" m="" never="" gonna="" leave="" alvin=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been studying alot lately, however it won't seem to help, 'cause it's more of stoning than studying.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Airport to study with Alvin and Atiqah after the English papers.&lt;br /&gt;Practically picnic-ed there, 'cause our lovely mum, Atima, brought Chicken and bread! (:&lt;br /&gt;Studied for History, saw some things that I shouldn't see.&lt;br /&gt;It's over already, so I wouldn't mind! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WangLiang, Terry, and two other guys came over to study as well. They were trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di siao&lt;/span&gt; the couple hiding behind the walls.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow the guy saw, so too bad!&lt;br /&gt;Then Atiqah and I brought them to the other couple, near the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;And I captured a really tiny picture of them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB4trZ7G-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DI7AdOd0iR0/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB4trZ7G-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DI7AdOd0iR0/s200/DSC00428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057675107677969378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined at Mac for dinner, and poof, reached home around 8plus 9 (:&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch at Whitesands foodcourt, and Alvin and Atiqah watched me eat ):&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The undesirable couple wasn't us! (:&lt;br /&gt;Like as if I'd do this kinda acts in public.&lt;br /&gt;Unless they say french-kissing is undesirable, then I have totally nothing to say.&lt;/blockquthird-month,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you held me tight for this moment in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pull these words off from my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep them safe, just remember that we wrote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I see it in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I hope you can see it in mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a secret held inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a chance and a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That the sky could fall tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I will be here at your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watch as the ground turns as dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as the shadows cast on them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How are you perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when I'm just wasting time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a ghost inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I'm waiting for the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you held me tight with a sense in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I'm with you things are right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll keep you safe, just remember that we wrote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stars are never out of reach for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold out your hand and touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2453191073760485185?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2453191073760485185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2453191073760485185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-you-held-me-tight-for-this-moment.html' title='When you held me tight for this moment in time, pull these words off from my lips, keep them safe, just remember that we wrote'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RjB52rZ7G_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1ERPniLghwQ/s72-c/DSC00546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8253547397363429079</id><published>2007-04-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:53:49.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And if you answer my prayer, I'd cross my heart and I'd swear, endlessly to be true to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AxzVR6sB51/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AxzVR6sB51/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Late at night you call on the phone&lt;br /&gt;We talk about the day&lt;br /&gt;when you found out he was cheating&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that it hurts to the bone&lt;br /&gt;To trust someone that way&lt;br /&gt;To find out he was decieving&lt;br /&gt;And I know I've always just been your friend&lt;br /&gt;But if you look my way I'll make sure that you'll never hurt again&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A totally &lt;u&gt;insane&lt;/u&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;Gone out studying with Atima and Vannesa at the airport &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Met Vannesa at Tampines at 12pm, then took 27 there.&lt;br /&gt;Bought snacks from Fairprice, took sky-train from T1 to T2, and settled at the Viewing Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch Atima, and "Isam!".&lt;br /&gt;Saw a Bayi(?) Luckily I don't play, if not I'll get bruises on my arm!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously you'll get to see all kinds of people at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Isam, Bayi(?), Banglah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Math and finished the Revision paper!&lt;br /&gt;The E-Math paper was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;On, on and on... ...&lt;br /&gt;Drank 2cups of Mac medium coke.&lt;br /&gt;Hadda huge row with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt;, thankfully I didn't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;, I've never really place myself in your shoes before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just used to having you, just being the one to start everything.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my fault. I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you know I exist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Just to promise you this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Endlessly to be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And if you answer my prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I'd cross my heart and I'd swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Endlessly to be true to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And if you'd only see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  How beautiful you and I would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture of Atima stoning, I'm nice enough to NOT post it today!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, 'cause my phone's charging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of Banglah suddenly, all going back India. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left airport and went to Tmall, stupid bus-driver.&lt;br /&gt;Make my blood boil, do I look old to you, you dumb old shit!&lt;br /&gt;Vannesa left after reaching Mrt station, to get food for her family.&lt;br /&gt;Such a filial kid! (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ta yao ni de dian hua hao mah." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanity overcame Atima and I, and we went crazy over many things.&lt;br /&gt;Practically &lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt;thing!&lt;br /&gt;First, Converse nautical &lt;u&gt;red&lt;/u&gt; shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mango clothes and jeans! So nice!&lt;br /&gt;But, "wait till I get the money!" ;D&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna fast for the next month, not eat anything except nutella bread.&lt;br /&gt;We've got a goal! Mango clothes and jeans, Red converse nautical shoe, then red iPod nano!&lt;br /&gt;I can never satisfy myself, so materialistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train was the craziest, climax &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wedding photo, gove that retarded look, the photographer run away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mum, gone mad already!&lt;br /&gt;"During the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yam-sheng&lt;/span&gt; time, give that retarded smile, all the guest throw-up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Okay, I admit, I said this (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We'll be going out again tomorrow, to study!&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly to be to Sentosa, however mum said after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MYE&lt;/span&gt;s, so be it!&lt;br /&gt;As long as going out with her, I'm fine with it!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going mad again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(edit)&lt;/span&gt;I totally dislike people who drinks, thank you very much&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(/edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I remember when you fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I could not believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that it was not with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said a secret prayer up above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And put my heart away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So that you could be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know right now your broken in two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But did you know my hearts been broken since the day i met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes the thing you need is the one thing you can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you put your faith in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How beautiful you and I would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8253547397363429079?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8253547397363429079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8253547397363429079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-if-you-answer-my-prayer-id-cross-my.html' title='And if you answer my prayer, I&apos;d cross my heart and I&apos;d swear, endlessly to be true to you'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-436589399946471725</id><published>2007-04-20T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:30:54.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't scream anymore my love, 'cause all I want is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WdllGqqyOQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WdllGqqyOQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Stoplight lock the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Undress in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; And hide from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; All of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home early! (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt; for sending me home!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you especially bad, 'cause it's Saturday tomorrow, I can't see you, and you're starting work already &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll never know the way your words have haunted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I can't believe you'd ask these things of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  You don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Now or ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rather short day, TGIF! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is really driving me bonkers, indices, surds, quadratic functions and all.&lt;br /&gt;But by failing this Mid-year, I got to drop A-maths! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying with that crazy mum of mine is really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hilarious&lt;/span&gt;, capital H!&lt;br /&gt;Lemme introduce my mum, Atima!&lt;br /&gt;She's 76years old this year, she's retained for 6decades.&lt;br /&gt;She's got a head of white hair, allergic to new age, and a dead husband who got killed twice today. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will be studying with Vannesa tomorrow, hopefully Liting and Yiling can make it.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully my dad would allow me to go on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Pray really hard, if not it'd be after Mid-years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta study hard, I need to pass &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; this time round.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be looked down on by my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;I can do it, definitely! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;K love, I miss you like crazy, though you've only left for like, 45mins or so?&lt;br /&gt;You're really sweet, I love you so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He taste like honey, only sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4days more to our third month, and they'll be many more to come!&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it till our A76movie!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You belong to me, my snow white queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  There's nowhere to run, so let's just get it over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Soon I know you'll see, you're just like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Don't scream anymore my love, 'cause all I want is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Wake up in a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Frozen fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  All your hands on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I can't scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I can't scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I can't escape the twisted way you think of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I feel you in my dreams and I don't sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I don't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I can't save your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Though nothing I bleed for is more tormenting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I'm losing my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And you just stand there and stare as my world divides &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-436589399946471725?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/436589399946471725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/436589399946471725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-scream-anymore-my-love-cause-all-i.html' title='Don&apos;t scream anymore my love, &apos;cause all I want is you'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5439135612726930168</id><published>2007-04-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:25:19.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause when you're in my arms,  You make me prouder than anything I ever could achieve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/iPIBMy98Cn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/iPIBMy98Cn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  Lay down my life for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  The only thing that means everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  'Cause when you're in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  You make me prouder than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  Than anything I ever could achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  And you make everything that used to seem so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  Seem to be so small since you arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkk, finally I'm blogging, after like, 3days or so?&lt;br /&gt;SYF is overrrrrrrrrrr, and we've a Silver ):&lt;br /&gt;Utterly disappointed with the results.&lt;br /&gt;Even Mr Nelson Kwei said we could've gotten a GOLD ):&lt;br /&gt;Just 'cause of 5notes, we've brought home a Silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dearest Miss Ong, I know you've really done your best for us, our choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much we've done wrong, you didn't give up on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You once said that you didn't like to compare your choirs, however I think you did the right thing when you compared us with Kranji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It really motivated us to get a Gold, with all our hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the day itself, after finishing the songs, your hands were shaking, really terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone thought it was hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But when you told us the true reason, it was actually 'cause you were really touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well-done Altos, no wrong notes at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like, never once happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for the results, everyone was so intensed, praying for a Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's still a Silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turning behind, your face of disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not at all disappointed with us, 'cause you know we've done our best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Miss Ong, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Though I know you wouldn't read this, I need to get it outta my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On angel's wings, an angelical formation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Angel's wings, like letters in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now I know no matter what the question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love is the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's written on angel's wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I think there's bribery involved.&lt;br /&gt;River Valley High actually maintained their "Gold with Honours" though they say out of tune a little in "Everyone Sang". So what if your conductor is Jennifer Tham, our conductor is definitely way better than yours, noob face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really remember what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Except for late last night ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, to cause all those.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I often wonder why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone as flawed as I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deserves to be as happy as you make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So as the years roll by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll follow you wherever your heart takes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you make everything that used to be so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seem to be so small since you arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt; today morning, he went up to the 4th level with me before going down.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet huh? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied at Downtown Macdonalds with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt; and Atima (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*squeeky voice*&lt;/span&gt;Geraldineeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious I tell'ya!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Sunday's sun-tanning at Sentosa, love!&lt;br /&gt;You'd better be able to make it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Honey, I love you!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now anyone who's felt the touch of heaven in their lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will know the way I'm feeling, looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my baby's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's why I can't bear to be too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that god must love me cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He sent you to me on angel's wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5439135612726930168?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5439135612726930168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5439135612726930168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-would-die-for-you-lay-down-my-life.html' title='&apos;Cause when you&apos;re in my arms,  You make me prouder than anything I ever could achieve'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1864517822107919541</id><published>2007-04-16T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:58:37.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You brightened every day, with your sweet smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/evbV13wK6x/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/evbV13wK6x/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I gave you all the love I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  I gave you more than I could give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  I gave you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  I gave you all that I have inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  And you took my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  You took my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Syf is just tomorrowwwwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;Omgoose! I'm getting really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; Surin doesn't allow us to &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; attend classes ):&lt;br /&gt;Only get to leave class at like, 10.45am.&lt;br /&gt;Which is like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goddamn&lt;/span&gt; unfair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band getta leave class at 9.35am, he allowed then to practice in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;He only allowed us to practice in the morning till we begged him.&lt;br /&gt;Such an unreasonable principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jaded. Thank goodness CCA's gonna stand down after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Finally after so many practices, many tortures, and many improvements too.&lt;br /&gt;Go choir, it's the last stretch tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through, no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;Gold's a goal!&lt;br /&gt;It rhymes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually started mugging so soon.&lt;br /&gt;This Mid-year, I really must do well, prove to my parents, do myself proud.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I would have done my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  What I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Somebody say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  A love like that won't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Didn't I give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  All that I've got to give baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'm sorry I've made you sad &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, I'm no girlfriend material.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you forgive me, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, for letting me feel the importanve of me with your care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Alvin T. biebie &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, I bit my lip. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I keep crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I keep trying for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's nothing like you and I baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is no ordinary love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No ordinary love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you came my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You brightened every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With your sweet smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep trying for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep crying for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep flying for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep flying I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1864517822107919541?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1864517822107919541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1864517822107919541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-brightened-every-day-with-your.html' title='You brightened every day, with your sweet smile'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6536775454010611778</id><published>2007-04-15T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:37:55.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those tear stained eyes can make me feel so sad, and once again we're further away from what we never had</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiGBJcmVPkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wShe2M3BThQ/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiGBJcmVPkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wShe2M3BThQ/s200/DSC00400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053462256182181442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely much much smarter than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Iv8N3cU4MO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Iv8N3cU4MO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;soooo bad!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't call last night, my dad was &lt;u&gt;WIDE&lt;/u&gt; awake ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss your voice, I miss your hugs, I miss the times you'd playfully blow into my ear ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, serious business. Mid-year is just a week away, I'm so gonna die!&lt;br /&gt;Physics and Chemistry, 10chapters each!&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me mad!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even grasp the mole concept, balancing equation and all, how to even begin mugging for Midyears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin T.&lt;/span&gt;, I need you sooo bad!&lt;br /&gt;Please, be my tutor and get everything into me before Midyear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no such thing as miracles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enough of grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;I can only study hard from now onwards ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then , lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's no sense in regretting what's been said in our yesterdays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can't take back what's done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But We can look ahead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I would walk so much further just to know what I'm doing here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's no end to what I'd give to know just what you meant when you said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I feel alive when we can't help but break our backs just to survive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is this another time we can't control our lives? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6536775454010611778?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6536775454010611778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6536775454010611778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/those-tear-stained-eyes-can-make-me.html' title='Those tear stained eyes can make me feel so sad, and once again we&apos;re further away from what we never had'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiGBJcmVPkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wShe2M3BThQ/s72-c/DSC00400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3190859364269945913</id><published>2007-04-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:38:00.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDqGsmVPjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LdELpujaSdQ/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDqGsmVPjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LdELpujaSdQ/s200/DSC00391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053296182681746994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDp_smVPiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nvVXCTYVbWI/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDp_smVPiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nvVXCTYVbWI/s200/DSC00388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053296062422662690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDp5smVPhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hnIdNM8ryIc/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDp5smVPhI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hnIdNM8ryIc/s200/DSC00387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053295959343447570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful Singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiDpzMmVPgI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7r2Pbb2CUdM/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://gadgets.elliottback.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/red-ipod-nano-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-M-G&lt;/span&gt;! The 4GB &lt;u&gt;Red&lt;/u&gt; iPod costs 199bucks!&lt;br /&gt;It's like so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.O.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can some kind soul like, geddit for me, and I'd seriously love you for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm home from 'tuition'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt; came to meet me, then went to Tmall to walk around (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, made you late, and didn't even meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you, I love you, my lovely ;D&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/1609420079528162520-2050011752663990491?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2050011752663990491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2050011752663990491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-m-g-4gb-red-ipod-costs-199bucks-its.html' title='Staring at your reflection every day, can make or break my heart away'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6236805450024772671</id><published>2007-04-14T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:38:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So why should I take your hand when you can't promise happy endings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KrtqK22N9M/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KrtqK22N9M/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He spends his nights in california&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watching the stars on the big screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then he lies awake and he wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why can’t that be me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause in his life he’s filled with all these good intentions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He’s left a lot of things he’s rather not mention right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just before he says good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He looks up with a little smile at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, the concert was pretty nice, according to Yunjie. But appearing for only 2songs, and they paid 12bucks for it, our voices are worth that much huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school as per normal, and we finished school at 12, 'cause it was Speech Day.&lt;br /&gt;And Evil Zhao Sen gave us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ying yong wen&lt;/span&gt; to do during the lesson, and bring it home to finish during the weekends. So much for a day without homework ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;, Jiaxin, Mingyang in school.&lt;br /&gt;Went outta school to get sweets with my lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;. At1 we left to prepare, changed and whatever (: And he went home to get his stuffs and BATHE.&lt;br /&gt;Let down my hair, 'cause couldn't tie french plaits ):&lt;br /&gt;They're like so-damn-cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for VCH only at around 3? Practise and whatsoever. Dinner was at 5.45pm, sooo early.&lt;br /&gt;Our songs were screwed(?), somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Gloria was nice! But we went kinda fast? Shima E, the beginning was nice, but the ending chord was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O-M-G&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Choir, we'll do better in the upcoming SYF! Gold! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blackquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could be like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would give anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just to live one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In those shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could be like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What would I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;was the smartest&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah&lt;/span&gt;, he like got into the hall without a ticket (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey, thanks for the lovely rose, it was really sweet of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blackquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiC8tMmVPPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ebWQTuuE08s/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiC8tMmVPPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ebWQTuuE08s/s200/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053246266571832562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiC8gsmVPOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NBc3m52SJRU/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiC8gsmVPOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/NBc3m52SJRU/s200/DSC00395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053246051823467746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blackquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me home though it was so late.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always putting me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you've done for me, my love.&lt;br /&gt;For you, I'd withstand all of hell to hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I-love-you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She spends her days up in the North Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watching the people as they pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all she wants is just a little piece of this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that too much to ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a safe home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a warm bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a quiet little street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All she wants is just that something to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That’s all she needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blackquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6236805450024772671?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6236805450024772671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6236805450024772671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-spends-his-nights-in-california.html' title='So why should I take your hand when you can&apos;t promise happy endings?'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RiC8tMmVPPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ebWQTuuE08s/s72-c/DSC00397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5632029482796351760</id><published>2007-04-11T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:29:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've seen it all and it's never enough, what keeps leaving me needing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ocG-c_1Kf2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ocG-c_1Kf2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This day what I want is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who can take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This day You burned me with your ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You see past all the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I'm so god-damn-unlucky, falling sick 6days before SYF is here, and 2days before our concert.&lt;br /&gt;Tried drinking a whole bottle of water, drank some herbal tea, took Panadol Cold relief, however nothing seems to work ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned up at 7.30am for choir, practiced all the way till 9am.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry SPA! Pretty intersting. Especially the 'pop' test and the vibrating one (:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan took a picture with Jomaine with our googles on. History was rather hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Coffee Bean, Mr M&amp;M &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with (A) during recess, the rest of the day was rather boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go for choir today, had a really bad flu and sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;'s house (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear, was pretty irritated. I'll ring you again later, love.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I hope I'll get well soon!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've seen it all and it's never enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what keeps leaving me needing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try to make my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But still I feel so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What else to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't give up on me yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't forget who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I'm not there yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But don't let me stay here alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5632029482796351760?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5632029482796351760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5632029482796351760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-seen-it-all-and-its-never-enough_7451.html' title='I&apos;ve seen it all and it&apos;s never enough, what keeps leaving me needing you'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1583233924196389839</id><published>2007-04-08T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T19:36:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like a knight in shining armor, just in time I'll save the day and take you to my castle far away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HAGVtFdGZK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HAGVtFdGZK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the still of the night&lt;br /&gt;I can almost feel you lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;Like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard to let go&lt;br /&gt;When there's always something there remiding me&lt;br /&gt;How things could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to play my part&lt;br /&gt;But every time I close to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're still inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Caught a movie with my family, finally!&lt;br /&gt;After like, a year or so? (:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bean's holiday! Rather boring, quite interesting as well.&lt;br /&gt;The dumbest person I've seen! There isn't such a person on Earth right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone's back with me, after such a long wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss "Yiling", so bad ):&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotten a blog! &lt;a href="http://angels-brokenvow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Like the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You still keep on shining down your light on me&lt;br /&gt;but out of reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that in time&lt;br /&gt;You will come back to your senses, see the signs&lt;br /&gt;And change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to look the other way&lt;br /&gt;And keep my heart on hold&lt;br /&gt;But every time I'm close to you&lt;br /&gt;I lose my self control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's in tomorrow, and my homeworks are all not done, at all! &lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get it tomorrow, especially Math.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna practice early in the morning tomorrow in preparation for SYF. &lt;br /&gt;): But, we get to miss morning assembly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Why can't I laugh&lt;br /&gt;Why must I cry&lt;br /&gt;Give me just one good reason why&lt;br /&gt;Why does it rain&lt;br /&gt;Here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Every day that we're apart&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to make you see&lt;br /&gt;These are the words&lt;br /&gt;To my heartbreak lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1583233924196389839?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1583233924196389839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1583233924196389839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-still-of-night-i-can-almost-feel-you.html' title='Just like a knight in shining armor, just in time I&apos;ll save the day and take you to my castle far away.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6049399562828545053</id><published>2007-04-07T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:49:16.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are better left unsaid, our words spoke more this time it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-R9ZfJC38U/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-R9ZfJC38U/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every night I catch you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I never once heard you say stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; But right now I wish I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wish I had the nerve to tell you that I'm a wreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; But what really did you expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; You never listened to what I said to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home from an oh-so-torturing day, finally!&lt;br /&gt;Especially my feet, thankfully I brought plasters,if not I won't know what would happen to them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Choir prcatice, 10am-12.10om&lt;br /&gt;2.Lunch with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Changed into our oh-so-gorgeous gown&lt;br /&gt;4.Put on makeup&lt;br /&gt;5.Left for Nanyang JC.&lt;br /&gt;6.Settled down, dry-run and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;7.Did lotsa stupid stuff in LT2.&lt;br /&gt;8.Left NY at 6&lt;br /&gt;9.Sang lotsa stuffs in the bus&lt;br /&gt;10.Laughed hell loads, thanks to Ellis and Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to type out everything in details, partly 'cause of the pain in my leg.&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; waited for me after school, and fetched me home before going out to meet Wang and Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;Now he's home! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll hold a place for you inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Inside my heart for you and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't forget these tears I cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With every year that passes by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; an'I can't sleep without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; an'I can't breathe anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Good times last forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll keep my heart with yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For every minute I am gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Swear you'll never leave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be there every time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In your heart and in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll give it up this time again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some things are better left unsaid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all I have are lasting dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our words spoke more this time it seems &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6049399562828545053?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6049399562828545053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6049399562828545053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-things-are-better-left-unsaid-our.html' title='Some things are better left unsaid, our words spoke more this time it seems'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5018750493417975412</id><published>2007-04-05T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:36:01.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is a barricade, filled with peaceful thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guess mine is not the first heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My eyes are not the first to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm not the first to know there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just no getting over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know I'm just a fool who's willing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To sit around and wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But baby can't you see there's nothing else for me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm hopelessly devoted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now there's no where to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Since you pushed my love aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My head is saying fool forget him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My heart is saying don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold on to the end that's what I intend to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now there's no where to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Since you pushed my love aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5018750493417975412?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5018750493417975412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5018750493417975412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-head-is-barricade-filled-with.html' title='My head is a barricade, filled with peaceful thoughts.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5321979693440658794</id><published>2007-04-04T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:44:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy has only got one friend, the timing matters just to take the dose.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I had a change of heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don’t know where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What I’m about to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; May surprise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I see it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Life ain’t always fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What can you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you don’t want to hurt him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you don’t deserve him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there’s no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I’m breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just can’t take it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh No, I won’t let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know I’m coming for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No matter what its gonna take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I gotta make this move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the one, that I choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know I’m coming for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I just can’t go another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Without you next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don’t know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guess I’ll take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Eventually it was bound to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know you played your part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I ain’t tryin to make it hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it’s the right thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you don’t want to hurt him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you don’t deserve him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There’s no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now that you know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can’t hold back, this is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause what we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It’s undeniable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don’t want to hide no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here I am and I’m coming for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey dearest V*. I'm sorry for today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;To tell you, it wasn't 'cause of (A), however it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've been too sensitive, but since you said you don't like people to ps you, so you shouldn't either.&lt;br /&gt;You and H* just listen to music like that, then leave me alone there, to be what? Lightbulb huh?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being jealous or what. But, it just doesn't feel very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, hope you've enjoyed your CIP (:&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I finished choir early and could go back with you!&lt;br /&gt;I love you honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh my pretty pretty boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like I never ever loved no one before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pretty pretty boy of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just tell me you love me too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh my pretty pretty boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh my pretty pretty boy I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let me inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Make me stay right beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And touch me with your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And what can I say to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To reach out for you in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5321979693440658794?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5321979693440658794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5321979693440658794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/jealousy-has-only-got-one-friend-timing.html' title='Jealousy has only got one friend, the timing matters just to take the dose.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-403306963590454818</id><published>2007-04-03T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:27:10.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams can't take the place of loving you, there's gotta be a million reasons why it's true</title><content type='html'>When a GIRL is quiet, Millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing, She is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of question, She is wondering how long will you be around.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL answers "I'm fine" after a few second, She is not at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you, She is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says I love you, She means it.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL say they miss you, No one in this world can miss you more than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If your heart is always searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can you ever find a home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have been looking for that someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dreams can't take the place of loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And tell me that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're right here by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I catch a glimpse of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How long will I be waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To become a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gonna tell you that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the best way that I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't take a day without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the light that makes my darkness disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everyday, I search and realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can reach my tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can hold my head up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all because you're by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-403306963590454818?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/403306963590454818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/403306963590454818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreams-cant-take-place-of-loving-you.html' title='Dreams can&apos;t take the place of loving you, there&apos;s gotta be a million reasons why it&apos;s true'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5690639015840321499</id><published>2007-04-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:13:04.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers, "Hello, I miss you quite terribly."</title><content type='html'>2ndApril already!&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies huh?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say goodbye to March and Hello to April!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a day late though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to some slow songs nowadays, like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How To Save A Life, Tiger Lily&lt;/span&gt;, the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where we are,&lt;br /&gt;When we drive,&lt;br /&gt;In your car.&lt;br /&gt;I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where we are,&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our lips,&lt;br /&gt;Can touch.&lt;br /&gt;And our cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;Can brush.&lt;br /&gt;Our lips can touch,&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are the one, the one,&lt;br /&gt;That lies close to me.&lt;br /&gt;Whispers, "Hello,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you quite terribly."&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love, in love,&lt;br /&gt;With you suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no place else,&lt;br /&gt;I could be, but,&lt;br /&gt;Here in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;When you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Next to me.&lt;br /&gt;I like,&lt;br /&gt;Where you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lips can touch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some uneventful thing happened in class, and I guess I shouldn't elaborate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;V*&lt;/span&gt;, you know I love you so, so don't get too upset, alright? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;! ):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for bringing up the past just now, I just kinda, haven't gotten over it?&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you treated me and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shouldn't be living in the past!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we've gotten back together, what's there to renimise? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, this one's for you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something, something as simple as me hearing your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puts me, Puts me in a place that I can't even explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really didn't know back then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But right now I am totally sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I know I'm your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I wanna be much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I get butterflies when I see yah coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh boy you got me running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This feeling in my stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tells me I should be your woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you're the only one who makes my fairytale come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can someone make me so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But still I only want you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna say "I love you" so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I dont wanna scare you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please I wish that you'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanna be more than just your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see, I see talking to them girls on your phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could that I could tell them all to leave you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really didn't know back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But right now I'm totally sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanna be much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never really liked your girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never really gave them a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I realized that I'm your woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Said if you really love somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean really really really really really love somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me hear you say yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me hear you say yeeeaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you really know you need him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you know deep down your never gonna leave him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me hear you say yeeeaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear you say yeeeeeeaaaaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;Remember you're gonna accompany for lunch tomorrow huh!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I love you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvin T&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5690639015840321499?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5690639015840321499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5690639015840321499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/whispers-hello-i-miss-you-quite.html' title='Whispers, &quot;Hello, I miss you quite terribly.&quot;'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4190789917357679137</id><published>2007-04-01T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T13:50:10.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Blogger are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Geraldine, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com/xx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Xia Xue' Wendy Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;xiaxue.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a goddess/god. You've got the looks, the brains and the body. You have such an irreverent sense of humour, people listen to you religiously and worship the ground you walk on. On the other hand you can also be straightforward, blunt and very very controversial. That has the potential to offend many people, but of course you don't care, you just shoot. In the end, people either love you or hate you. Nothing in between.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4190789917357679137?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4190789917357679137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4190789917357679137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/which-blogger-are-you.html' title='Which Blogger are you?'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7707865443759891032</id><published>2007-04-01T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:25:37.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I could press rewind, and rewrite every line of the story of you and me.</title><content type='html'>And, it's April Fool's day!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the messages form C-box that (A) couldn't bear to see them vanish.&lt;br /&gt;I'd keep them in my heart, lovely. Don't you worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;faster come back i'm waiting for you dear haha&lt;/em&gt; 20072903&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heyy u now at camp while i at home stone haha faster come back k i love you baby muackx&lt;/em&gt; 20072803&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry dear :( feeling better ma baby..smile k =) &lt;/em&gt;20072703&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby missing you!!! haha tag you everyday ok cos nowadaes cannot pei you so much=(&lt;/em&gt;  20072503&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy second month baby... haha mus be happy ok dun sad.. i lve you girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;24 Mar 07 21:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby i miss you dun forget i will be waiting for you.. a few more hours to our second month le.. dun sad ok i love you baby muackxz!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Mar 07 21:51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearr i miss you.. hurry get back your phone... i try to get you spare phone ok baby!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;17 Mar 07 20:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love me onli for helping u find song..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12 Mar 07 22:02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearr i found the song u wann le.. so how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12 Mar 07 20:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I MISS YOU BABDLY OK.. LOVE YOU BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11 Mar 07 21:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear.. sorry i slept yesterdae.. too tire.. sorry.. its ok dear i will hold on girl.. and wait for u no matter wat..even though we cannot chat or wat.. my love for you will still be deep de ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11 Mar 07 21:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no nd to thank dear.. tis is wat dear is for ma right baby...i will be with u no matter wat happens =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10 Mar 07 22:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear i will be waiting for you... hope ur parents wun do anything to you..i will always be right here with you ok.. love ya..we can go through this de ok..&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10 Mar 07 20:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lifee haha like tt aso can baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 21:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i call u later??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 21:05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorrryyyy okkk.. i dun wanna see u sadd dear weii.. haha.. dun sad le okk..SORRY BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 20:59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry.. i didnt noe ma... somemore it jus came to my mind.. sorry ok baby?? i so realli super ultra sorry =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 20:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i still love you more than anything else in the worldd okk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 20:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohhh.. okkk... sorryy.. i dunno wat to do..its jus my passion and i dun like satan.. jus like their songs.. sorryyy dearr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;08 Mar 07 20:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all that I have.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Alvin T. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7707865443759891032?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7707865443759891032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7707865443759891032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/wish-i-could-press-rewind-and-rewrite.html' title='Wish I could press rewind, and rewrite every line of the story of you and me.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7804091012601003690</id><published>2007-04-01T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:10:02.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause I don't do too well on my own.</title><content type='html'>Honey, this is meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're feeling unwell now, and running a temperature too.&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing to do, was to quarrel with you, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, for saying things I shouldn't say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, for making you feel so sad and useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do understand you. You are not useless, 'cause you hold the most importand position in me.&lt;br /&gt;You made me realise how blessed I had been all the while.&lt;br /&gt;And no one has ever cared for me the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;I've lots to say, but they all mean the same, I love you honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sleeping my way out of this one,&lt;br /&gt;With anyone who will lie down.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be stuck fixated on one star,&lt;br /&gt;When the world is crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the desperate type,&lt;br /&gt;But you've got me looking through blinds.&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not the desperate type.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting out dances on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget everything that isn't you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going home alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't do too well.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting out dances on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget everything that isn't you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going home alone,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't do too well on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only thing worse than not knowing,&lt;br /&gt;Is you thinking that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having another episode.&lt;br /&gt;I just need a stronger dose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Alvin T. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7804091012601003690?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7804091012601003690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7804091012601003690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/04/cause-i-dont-do-too-well-on-my-own.html' title='&apos;Cause I don&apos;t do too well on my own.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3418083161867227646</id><published>2007-03-31T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:45:15.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your will is broken, when it slips from your hands.</title><content type='html'>Oooooh-kay, I'm done with editing this blog and blog-hopping!&lt;br /&gt;I've decided against using C-box, and changed to using Haloscan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sooo&lt;/em&gt;, if you wanna tag, click &lt;em&gt;comments, &lt;/em&gt;which is under "&lt;em&gt;Sincerely Yours&lt;/em&gt;, and tag! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue on the details of camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20072903.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really remember much. Did absailing, which scared the hell outta me, serious.&lt;br /&gt;Vannesa went to the sick-bay for half a day, 'cause she had a huge headache.&lt;br /&gt;People did Rock-climbing and CRC.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sally, for letting my sit on your feet, when my legs were tired and the ground was dirty (=&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Nigel, he says you were too huge, so by letting you sit on his feet, it'd totally flatten! (=&lt;br /&gt;Hans, you seriously stink, big time!&lt;br /&gt;But you should thank me for letting you sit on my feet as well! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire, we did pretty well!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Ping-pong ball, ping-pong ball, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ping-pong ball, ping-pong ball, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Small one 30cents, big one 50cents, if you want the big big one, also 50cents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Soccer ball, soccer ball, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Soccer ball, soccer ball, hanging on the wall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Small one 3dollars, big one 5dollars, if you want the big big one, also 5dollars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Basketball, basket ball, hanging on the wall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Basketball, basketball, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Got big big, got small small, hanging on the wall. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Small one 30bucks, big one 50bucks, if you want the big big one, also 50bucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Mus: I want balls, I want balls, I want all the balls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Big big balls, small small balls, I want all the balls!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; No more balls, no more balls, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; No big big, no small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; No more balls, no more balls, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt; No big big, no small small, hanging on the wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Small one out-of-stock, big one not for sale, if you want the big big one, come again next year!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Choooooooooooooooooooooooooon Yippie yah yah yippie yippie yah, E3!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yippie yah yah yippie yippie yah, E3!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yippie yah yah, yippie yippie yah yah yippie yah yah yippie yippie yah, E3&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The E3 roar! &lt;em&gt;Roar roar roar, roar roar roar&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I love 3e3compassion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouted till our voice were hoarse! (=&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun, and finally we had a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; fire instead of a torch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20073003&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching school, we went up to class to complete the NEday form, and release right after.&lt;br /&gt;Lovely &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt; waited for me outside school!&lt;br /&gt;Went to his house there-after, had &lt;em&gt;Bee-hoon&lt;/em&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yiling for your help, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I shall end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, I miss you, Alvin T.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're trying to get around me baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you've got me in your heart baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you could love me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you only had a guarantee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I look at your face it's so empty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I could fill you with love baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your soul is dying for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't deny our energy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3418083161867227646?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3418083161867227646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3418083161867227646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-your-will-is-broken-when-it-slips.html' title='When your will is broken, when it slips from your hands.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7054483907564948343</id><published>2007-03-31T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:59:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I wrote you a symphony, just to say how much you mean to me, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>I'm home, finally!&lt;br /&gt;After 3days 2nights of torture! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Without having to see my &lt;em&gt;Dearest&lt;/em&gt;, OMG, it's hell!&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I get to chat with him at night, after lights-out. (=&lt;br /&gt;According to Lynette, I'm hyper-active!&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ing in the day, on the phone at night.&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it, I miss him TOO bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15hours of sleep, since 8pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still having panda eyes! )=&lt;br /&gt;Swollen, and red! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so fine I want you mine you're so delicious &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think about you all the time you're so addictive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you know what I can do to make you feel alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20072803.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NE-day, so stayed in school to have some activities.&lt;br /&gt;Did chinese caligraphy in 4N2!&lt;br /&gt;Of all classes, ain't I lucky! (=&lt;br /&gt;But, sat at S' seat, and Vannesa told me some stuffs about her, so yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had recess, and chatted with Atiqah (=&lt;br /&gt;Retarded freak-who-cuts-her-own-hair, (=&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to say it out, but I'm just trying to embarass you, so you won't do such retarded acts again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Watched' the Beijing opera, 'cause Vannesa and I went to the toilet throughout the whole show, while smsing &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt; with Ben pee's phone, thank you so much! It lasted me, 2days, till the battery went flat! (=&lt;br /&gt;Learnt to make &lt;em&gt;ketupat &lt;/em&gt;after that, but, caught no ball.&lt;br /&gt;So ended up with nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, and got back to class to collect our belongings, and Niickybutt told us to check out stuffs, as Wilson lost his whole bag, which includes his phone.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we lost nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Set off soon, and I got to see &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt; for the last time! (=&lt;br /&gt;Thanks huh, for hitting my head! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see the way, I see the way you look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even when you look away I know you think of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you talk about me all the time again and again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the campsite, we went into our dorms, and went for the nature walk in the Bukit Timah Nature Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;Having Leon Cai, Dennis and Yu de was great fun! &lt;strong&gt;G-r-e-a-t!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw monkeys, some horny-insects which was damn noisy making the sound, asking for sex.&lt;br /&gt;Very crude way of saying it, but that was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The guide was &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; naggy, telling us about the &lt;em&gt;kampong&lt;/em&gt; days which I'm totally not interested in.&lt;br /&gt;Trekked into the whatever-you-call-it, clinbed up to the top, having blisters on my leg, stpping on sharp stones and whatsoever. Heard the helicopter, and Dennis(Sally) said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mdm Kang is on the helicopter! Later she use the loud hailer and say" Class, am I clear?(using the damn high-pitched voice that Mdm Kang has) What NE message can you learn for this walk?"".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis is just so funny! And Leon Cai(Lily) keep using the high-pitched voice, imitating Lua-sai, saying "&lt;em&gt;Kan wo, kan wo(jumping around, attracing attention)&lt;/em&gt;". Soon Fabian and Zhiyong(Pussy, Girly) does it too! Hilarious-ly hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't remember what we did after that.&lt;br /&gt;Had song session after dinner, and Night-walk in the Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that dark, so we were able to see the path rather clearly.&lt;br /&gt;The girls screamed when we saw the first instructor squatting down. Got a real schock of my life! After that was rather fine already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking back, had &lt;em&gt;currypuffs&lt;/em&gt; for supper and went for our baths.&lt;br /&gt;Mahirah, Lynette, Vannesa and I bathed in the guys toilet of the girls dorm, in the open cubicle&lt;em&gt;(?).&lt;/em&gt; Naked, and bathed together. Anyway, whatever I have, they have them too, so what there to see? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called home, as I missed my mum. And called &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt;, as I missed him more!&lt;br /&gt;Talked for about 2hours? After lights-out, so I sat at the stairway, so as to not disturb those who were sleeping. Lynette, Kaijing and gang were like playing cards there as well! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I missed him so badly then, just like now )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dorm was so cold in the night, therefore couldn't really sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged his shirt that I brought there, and tried to cuddle myself.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up like almost every 10minutes. thankfully I didn't fall asleep the next day! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for the first day, and it's like damn long already!&lt;br /&gt;I shall post about the second day later on, I'm tired after typing for so long, as I'm blog-hopping at the same time (=&lt;br /&gt;Shall concentrate on blog-hopping first!&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovely, till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love Alvin T. &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7054483907564948343?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7054483907564948343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7054483907564948343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-home-finally-after-3days-2nights-of.html' title='If I wrote you a symphony, just to say how much you mean to me, what would you do?'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6710676308283917506</id><published>2007-03-24T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T15:52:58.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Second Month, Honey! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hey honey! Happy second month! I'm sorry for the times I've made you sad.&lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish the times I'm gonna have with you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know baby, it's all deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean the universe to me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's undeniable&lt;br /&gt;That we should be together&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;How i used to say that i'd fall never&lt;br /&gt;The basis you need to know&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;Then let me show you now&lt;br /&gt;That i'm for real&lt;br /&gt;If all things in time&lt;br /&gt;Time will reveal&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Two, just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Three, girl it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;Four, repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;If ever i believe my work is done&lt;br /&gt;Then i start back at one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So incredible&lt;br /&gt;The way things work themselves out&lt;br /&gt;And all emotional, once you know what it's all about babe&lt;br /&gt;And undesirable&lt;br /&gt;For us to be apart&lt;br /&gt;Never would have made it very far&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that you've got the keys to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Two, just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Three, girl it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;Four, repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;If ever i believe my work is done&lt;br /&gt;Then i start back at one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say farewell to the dark night&lt;br /&gt;I see the coming of the sun&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little child&lt;br /&gt;Whose life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;You came and breathed new life&lt;br /&gt;Into this lonely heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;You threw out the life line&lt;br /&gt;Just in the nick of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Two, just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Three, girl it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;Four, repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;If ever i believe my work is done&lt;br /&gt;Then i start back at one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6710676308283917506?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6710676308283917506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6710676308283917506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-second-month-honey-3.html' title='Happy Second Month, Honey! &lt;3'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8703827785625693041</id><published>2007-03-18T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T11:59:38.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the last time I'll kiss your lips again.</title><content type='html'>Finally an update!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's bathing (=&lt;br /&gt;School's in tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it! 'Cause I can finally see my lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 I missed you, bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, I don't want lessons! )=&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened. My phone's confiscated, there's a new gown, we caught a movie together finally, I've finished reading 2books, my homework's all done except A-maths which I don't intend on doing.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'm sorry about yesterday )=&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to say those harsh stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and you know it right? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to your hugs!&lt;br /&gt;6days more, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I faintly remember yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh so close yet far away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From the lives that we once etched in stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who would think that it would last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please just give it one more chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forever is a word that only grows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And never in this saddest moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel we're letting go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you take me, please don't leave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll never let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause we're growing older &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is forever in the words you never said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is goodnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause we're getting colder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the last time I'll kiss your lips again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I close my eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All I think about is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss the girl that I once knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A sleepless night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A dying wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't leave me here like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8703827785625693041?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8703827785625693041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8703827785625693041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-last-time-ill-kiss-your-lips.html' title='This is the last time I&apos;ll kiss your lips again.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8943811548628416331</id><published>2007-03-11T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T17:48:28.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping that someday things will mend and be the same.</title><content type='html'>Rahhhhhhhhhhh, I can hardly blog nowadays )=&lt;br /&gt;My comp is now like shifted to the livng room. No longer my private comp )=&lt;br /&gt;No more chatting with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;online.&lt;br /&gt;Can't sms him, can't call him, can't chat with him. What's life man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, guess what. I'm missing you more than I thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you, letting go of all I've held on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cramps are killing me, totally.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like, real bad )= And even though I ate the painkiller pill for menstrual cramps.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; work!&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going out wrong )=&lt;br /&gt;What went wrong? )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey, to have cause this upon you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, seriously. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is for the ones who believe their lives won't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hoping that someday things will mend and be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And this is for the ones who have lost it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all that's left to gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is a simple reminder that the things that we're blind to slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Say I'll be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these days that go by without cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a painful mistake has left me here on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a sign that you're with me gives me the strength to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now that the line's been broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm too afraid to just look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The pages have left an empty space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were all I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Why does it have to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These things they'll never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Still I'm left with knowing, content and happy, this is all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these days that go by without cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a painful mistake has left me here on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a sign that you're with me gives me the strength to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these days that go by without cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a painful mistake has left me here on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a sign that you're with me gives me the strength to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/1609420079528162520-8943811548628416331?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8943811548628416331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8943811548628416331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoping-that-someday-things-will-mend.html' title='Hoping that someday things will mend and be the same.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3900828767268056145</id><published>2007-03-10T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T13:26:06.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But when you look at me, do you see your wife?</title><content type='html'>Honey, this post is dedicated to you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey, making you feel so up set all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It pains to see you upset, so cheer up alright? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we're together, nothing came right in our way, but you promised me you'd be there with me.&lt;br /&gt;Here I promise you, I'll love you for life.&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Tan, you're my only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But when you look at me, do you see your wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can you picture us loving each other for life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you playing the role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are the questions I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If another should come who's finer then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And she'd wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you leave? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby please, answer these questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you really wanna be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then i'll say I love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One thing that I really wanna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will this end or will this throw us in now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you really wanna be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One thing that I really wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will this end or will this grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3900828767268056145?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3900828767268056145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3900828767268056145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/but-when-you-look-at-me-do-you-see-your.html' title='But when you look at me, do you see your wife?'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5998506071233635483</id><published>2007-03-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:19:26.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake.</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess you didn't know:&lt;br /&gt;1. I HATE Satan&lt;br /&gt;2. I loathe guitarists.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I got sensitive, I'm sorry )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the NDP video that they gave to us today.&lt;br /&gt;It brought back many beautiful memories with the choir people, especially those with the student leaders at CCAB &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I missed all of you )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Honey Day is nearing! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;But I've got PC )=&lt;br /&gt;Mr Gng gave me, all 'cause of that RYAN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;Of all days why today late? If you weren't late, he wouldn't go to the parade square, and he wouldn't have seen me, and I wouldn't have gotten PC! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Drink down that Gin and Kerosene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And come spit on bridges with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just to keep us warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Light a match to leave me be (light a match to leave me be.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I keep my jelousy close 'cause,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you say this makes you happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then I'm not the only one lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing comes as easy as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can I lay in your bed all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your best kept secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing comes as easy as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can I lay in your bed all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your best kept secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I keep my jelousy close 'cause,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you say this makes you happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then I'm not the only one lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Drink down that Gin and Kerosene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And come spit on bridges with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just to keep us warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Light a match to leave me be (light a match to leave me be.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing comes as easy as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can I lay in your bed all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your best kept secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing comes as easy as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can I lay in your bed all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your best kept secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So wear me like a locket around your throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll weigh you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll watch you choke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You look so good in blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You look so good in blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5998506071233635483?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5998506071233635483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5998506071233635483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/ill-be-your-best-kept-secret-and-your.html' title='I&apos;ll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1344698764365811449</id><published>2007-03-08T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T17:09:48.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is just a lyric, but its stuck in my head.</title><content type='html'>People are having choir now, and here I am blogging, in the library, and also taking the chance to look at &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It's like direct view from here, and I can see him staring into nothing the moment I look away from the monitor. He's just so lovely! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ME,  who said the "Good Morning school" thingy, and I know it was, shitttttttttttt-ly done.&lt;br /&gt;Well its okay, I'll gain experience (= It's once in a &lt;em&gt;lifetime&lt;/em&gt; mannnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Give Thanks, and I was the solo-ist, with Jia Hui (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue at home, so restricted here (=&lt;br /&gt;Just to add on to the number of posts (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, Honey! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1344698764365811449?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1344698764365811449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1344698764365811449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-is-just-lyric-but-its-stuck-in-my.html' title='Love is just a lyric, but its stuck in my head.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3305130192424203018</id><published>2007-03-07T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:31:27.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you picture us loving each other for life?</title><content type='html'>TAN TAN TAN TAN, TAN TAN TAN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for making you sad, sorry honey! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my homeworks, even though there're only two.&lt;br /&gt;But they're enough to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Report writing, and Quadratic Graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; this moring, and we saw Marcus and Jacjack again(=&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me his packet of sweets when I told him I wanted to buy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Be envious! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ed him during class time, as usual. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;English, Physics then Math. A boring combo )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sandwiches, and poor Amanda got cut queued many times, even after both my sandwiches were finished she still have not gotten her food.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bu-yao-lian&lt;/span&gt; people (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ting-xie&lt;/span&gt;, and wrote the words on my table.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lynette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly I went for Project "I" briefing, and went to Whitesands with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;to get our bottles!&lt;br /&gt;Orange Nike one! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine Law is such a nice name.&lt;br /&gt;It stands for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; guai-lan&lt;/span&gt;, GL&lt;br /&gt;And Goodness Gracious Geraldine, GGG&lt;br /&gt;And poor Geraldine, PG.&lt;br /&gt;Retardedness, courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;, Vannesa and Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot huh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna know why this feels so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna know why you hold me tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Each and everynight it keeps me up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thinkin' about the things I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can't believe your in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna know why your the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That thinks that they should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you've already done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; God sent you straight to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You make me wanna sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But when you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you see your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can you picture us loving each other for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you playing the role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the questions I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if another should come who's finer then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and she'd wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would you leave baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; answer these questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; could this be my whole fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; maybe you could just be too good for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if I don't wait then I won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cause if I'm not the one you met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; then who is in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the mist of the tears how come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I love you more and more then one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never longed for no one yes it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seems like these questions keep me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But when you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you see your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can you picture us loving each other for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you playing the role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the questions I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if another should come who's finer then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and she'd wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would you leave baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; answer these questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you see your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can you picture us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; loving each other for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you playing the role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the questions that I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If another should come who's finer then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and she'd wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would you leave baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; answer the questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you really wanna be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; then i'll say I love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one thing that I really wanna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will this end or will this throw us in now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you really wanna be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one thing that I really wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will this end or will this grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But when you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you see your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can you picture us loving each other for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you playing the role (the role)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the questions I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if another should come who's finer then me (who's finer then me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would she wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would you leave baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; answer my questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you see your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can you picture us loving eachother for life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are you playing the role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just like the rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the questions that I ask myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if another should come who's finer then me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and she'd wanna take your love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; would you leave baby please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; answer this question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3305130192424203018?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3305130192424203018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3305130192424203018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/can-you-picture-us-loving-each-other.html' title='Can you picture us loving each other for life?'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3535631780204113365</id><published>2007-03-06T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:26:09.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A last crescendo when you die, your life is a flashback.</title><content type='html'>Back to school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; today, with my fringe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;clipped up, and my shirt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tucked"&lt;/span&gt; in-but-not-as-tucked-in-as-yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Gng, you cannot find me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History! Watched a historical movie, which was rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horny&lt;/span&gt;, but Mr Das &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"censored" &lt;/span&gt;the horny parts. Rather interesting, but my eye hurt 'cause of the lighting I guess.&lt;br /&gt;After that, the rest of the day I felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; tired, due to unknown reasons.&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately I didn't fall asleep (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I understood a chapter of Maths that Miss Ong taught!&lt;br /&gt;Quadratic graphs! I love you! You're the first topic I understand, so be honoured!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;must be&lt;/s&gt; am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acid, Salts and Bases for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Such a loooooooooong chapter, but not as boring as Balancing Equation, I hope X=&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Vannesa and Yiling in school, pon-ten NYAA together (=&lt;br /&gt;But we sat there till they were dismissed ._.&lt;br /&gt;Lame huh?&lt;br /&gt;Ice-creams as we walked to Whitesands to take a look at bags, and Yiling wanted to go library.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed 2books! And finally I don't have to read the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with this, and off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you can hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And know that I' right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I heard your heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It took away the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause my life is sliding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I tried to ride the wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It came down crashing, it's time to start again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Backwards to go forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Left at every corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Been there and back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when the music ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your life is a flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A question, a photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A statement, a story, a struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A chance to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause if you don't laugh you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A last crescendo when you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So hit the rewind and listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the playback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The soundtrack to your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; First step, your last breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everythings been planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's questions, and answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hold on, but let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I give you room to breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remember, the best things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will never mind to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Starting at the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It won't break, while your bending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Been there, and back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And when the music ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your life is a flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A question, a photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A statement, a story, a struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A chance to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause if you don't laugh you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A last crescendo when you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So hit the rewind and listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the playback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The soundtrack to your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The soundtrack to your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it can fly like a burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It may be different than yours but, you got the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Beat a broken back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be dragging my own ass off the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've thrown my self right in and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; whats the point if you don't live in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you can hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And know that im right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I heard your heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It took away the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your life is a flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A question, a photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A statement, a story, a struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A chance to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cuz if you don't laugh you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A last crescendo when you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So hit the rewind and listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the playback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The soundtrack to your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3535631780204113365?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3535631780204113365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3535631780204113365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-crescendo-when-you-die-your-life.html' title='A last crescendo when you die, your life is a flashback.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4615951686064012780</id><published>2007-03-05T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T22:07:43.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my self-righteous suicide, I cry when angels deserve to die.</title><content type='html'>Be very jealous of my beautiful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b-l-a-c-k &lt;/span&gt;hair )=&lt;br /&gt;Its completely black!&lt;br /&gt;All 'cause of that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; Mrs Lim!&lt;br /&gt;Causing me so much touble for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Gng, irritating, make me tuck in my shirt all the way in, only allowing to pull out a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bit.&lt;br /&gt;Pull up my socks, take off my earsticks.&lt;br /&gt;But, he was rather funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, Amanda asked what happened to me, and I said "Mr Gng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!", when he was right behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our conversation went, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why so unhappy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me;" 'Cause very what lo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Gng;" Very what?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me;" What lo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hilarious (=&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ong didn't come! 2free periods!&lt;br /&gt;Went To 3e2 to talk to Vera, sms-ed (A) all the way, HE WAS HAVING FREE PERIOD AS WELL! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Wanton Mee during lunch, but the aunty cheat my money!&lt;br /&gt;Sad-ded )= The $1 bowl and $1.20 has totally no difference.&lt;br /&gt;And without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikan Bilis&lt;/span&gt;, you'll actually get chicken instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody hell&lt;/span&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 40/50&lt;br /&gt;English 29/50 )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather poor, so gonna buck up!&lt;br /&gt;Work hard and show Mummy that I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announced the SYF groupings, and I'm in the B range.&lt;br /&gt;And, the songs sounded really nice today! So keep it up, choir!&lt;br /&gt;The piano accompaniment for Everyone sang was really nice! &lt;3 Though it was Miss Khoo who played it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Greater Love for Hymn singing tomorrow! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;See you dear at 6.35! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Close to you, so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A rented room, an empty space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sirens bleeding through the open door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Movie scene in black and white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The snow falls down alone tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No one's ever felt like this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What went wrong with you and me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is my apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cos even when I fall asleep, you stay with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You stay with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stuck inside a broken frame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watching as seasons change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hoping time will finally set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Suddenly, you're standing there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A crowded street, a lonely stare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A thousand miles of traffic in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What went wrong with you and me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is my apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From the moment that I leave, you stay with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You stay with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every letter that you wrote stays with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And every promise that I broke, stays with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And everything that's left inside, stays with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It stays with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Close to you, so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A rented room, an empty space,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sirens bleeding through the open door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Movie scene in black and white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The snow falls down alone tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No one's ever felt like this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4615951686064012780?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4615951686064012780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4615951686064012780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-my-self-righteous-suicide-i-cry-when.html' title='In my self-righteous suicide, I cry when angels deserve to die.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7635162906782771400</id><published>2007-03-03T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:57:13.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll drink and dance the night away, and I'll savor every moment of this.</title><content type='html'>Finally my 95th post (=&lt;br /&gt;5more to 100th!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my phone is back! My lovely Z610i! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And finally I can sms my (A)! But Mummy says she'll still check my phone )=&lt;br /&gt;Well, as least better than none =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damnit, damn &lt;/span&gt;that Mrs Lim.&lt;br /&gt;All 'cause of her, I gotta dye my hair black.&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Gng was rather nice. He gave me the weekends to dye it back, and show it to him on Monday. And he didn't give me PC for that! Instead, it was for wearing other's nametag, 2days for that )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday really laughed our asses off during Chemistry lesson&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan is so cartoon can! So much rubbish is his bag! (=&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I love Chemistry lessons, though the chapters are abit boring now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;'s house, and lied to Mummy that there was Sports Heats X=&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 5plus, and went for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I love Jolene's green file!&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody&lt;/span&gt; Logaritms is driving me nuts. All the irritating laws and whatever not.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we have to give people words of encouragements!&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderful work, Geraldine! But it's wrong!" Haha! Ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;Well, being talkative is otherwise known as 'Verbal Diarrheoa'.&lt;br /&gt;So therefore people that talks very little will be known as 'Verbal Constipation'.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it worth it can you even hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Standing with your spotlight on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not enough to feed the hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In this sea of lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The taste of ink is getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's four o' clock in the fucking morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Each day gets more and more like the last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Still I can see it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; While I'm standing in the river drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This could be my chance to break out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This could be my chance to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; At last it's finally over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Couldn't take this town much longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm ready to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am it's in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am alive at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't you think I'm pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I'm standing top the bright lit city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll take your hand and pick you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And keep you there so you can see it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As long as you're alive and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise I will take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll drink and dance the night away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll drink and dance the night away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am it's in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am alive at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Savor every moment of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As long as you're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise I will take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As long as you're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise I will take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't you think I'm pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I'm standing top the bright lit city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll take your hand and pick you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And keep you there so you can see it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So long as you're alive and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise I will take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So long as you're alive and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I promise I will take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am it's in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So here I am alive at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'll savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Savor every moment of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7635162906782771400?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7635162906782771400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7635162906782771400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-drink-and-dance-night-away-and-ill.html' title='We&apos;ll drink and dance the night away, and I&apos;ll savor every moment of this.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6202087234660605962</id><published>2007-03-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T21:48:21.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't hear you with your voice ringing in my ears.</title><content type='html'>Gotten back most of the papers, lots of careless mistakes )=&lt;br /&gt;Sad-ded.&lt;br /&gt;Physics, 38/50, but could have gotte 42 instead.&lt;br /&gt;E-maths, 27/40, and I could have gotten 32.&lt;br /&gt;A-maths,17/40, totally sad-ded.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 48/70, the only one to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this few days, we've been 'clearing' all the problems between us.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there won't be any more of those sad stuffs (=&lt;br /&gt;And thank you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vannesa&lt;/span&gt;, for always being there for me, to listen to me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;He's really sweet today &lt;3, he brought his sweater for me!&lt;br /&gt;And thanks alot, if not I would have frozen to death, which is the state that I'm reaching soon now.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody&lt;/span&gt; Kang, she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; picking on me.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating irritant!&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time not bringing Textbook okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF tomorrow! And I'll be going out with beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But we simply can't decide where to go to, 'cause we're both broke X=&lt;br /&gt;(= He's having dinner+lunch now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Not late also. Love my lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The last time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't see you with the sun shining in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said, 'Hello,' but you kept on walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The last time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't hear you with your voice ringing in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The first time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't see you with the smoke getting in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said, 'Hello,' but you kept on walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm going deaf from the sound of the D.J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The first time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't hear you with the noise ringing in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The next time I see you, you'll turn away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll say, 'Hello,' but you'll keep on walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The next time you see me I'll turn away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6202087234660605962?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6202087234660605962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6202087234660605962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-couldnt-hear-you-with-your-voice.html' title='I couldn&apos;t hear you with your voice ringing in my ears.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5342752903801855497</id><published>2007-02-27T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:30:46.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime I breathe I feel brand new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a smile and the rain is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can hardly believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's an angel standing next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Reaching for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a smile and there's no way back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can hardly believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But there's an angel standing next to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Reaching for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know, that I'll be ok now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This time it's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I breathe I feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You open up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me all your love, and walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was lost in a lonely place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could hardly even believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Holding on to yesterdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Far, far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I believe its ok cause this time it's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I breathe I feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You open up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me all your love, and walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never knew that love could fell so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You change my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me all your love, and walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime I breathe I feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You open up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me all your love, and walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You make me feel brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You open up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me all your love, and walk right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As I lay my love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5342752903801855497?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5342752903801855497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5342752903801855497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/everytime-i-breathe-i-feel-brand-new.html' title='Everytime I breathe I feel brand new.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-837473631308900320</id><published>2007-02-27T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:32:55.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar.</title><content type='html'>Mother tongue paper.&lt;br /&gt;The front part was a killer, but the back part I practically copied the whole chunk of paragraph into the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather hyper + emo day for me )=&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the mood to study for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss my phone )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still think of her?&lt;br /&gt;Is she really so important to you?&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could, I only wanna make you smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Law Goh How?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Yiling and Vannesa, they're just so cute!&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Don't, don't let it go to your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Boys like you are dime a dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Boys like you are dime a dozen" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "You're a touch overrated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're a lush and I hate it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But these grass stains on my knees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They won't mean a thing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Need to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is that I'm something you'll be missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never really did ever quite get that far  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never really did ever quite get that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd never lie to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unless I had to I'll do what I got to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unless I had to I'll do what I got to, the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could slit my throat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And with my one last gasping breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is that I'm something you'll be missing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never really did ever quite get that far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never really did ever quite get that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This'll be the last chance you get to drop my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This'll be the last chance you get to drop my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe I should hate you for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span 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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-837473631308900320?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/837473631308900320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/837473631308900320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-im-just-bad-news-then-youre-liar.html' title='If I&apos;m just bad news, then you&apos;re a liar.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2081711654045041060</id><published>2007-02-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:25:28.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just feel like crying all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2081711654045041060?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2081711654045041060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2081711654045041060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-feel-like-crying-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-2391525953814762833</id><published>2007-02-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:29:45.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the fairy tale that you once knew is gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's so hard to lose the one you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To finally have to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You try to be strong but the pain keeps holdin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all that you can do is cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Deep within your heart you know it's time to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the fairy tale that you once knew is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll still be holdin' on to all of our memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all of what used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will stand tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And know that you're here with me in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So now I'm alone and life keeps movin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But my destination still unknown, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will there be a time when I'll fall in love again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Or am I just meant to walk these streets alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If there was just one wish I could be granted here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It would be to have you right back by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll still be holdin' on to all of our memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all of what used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will stand tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And know that you're here with me in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now it's time for me to find my happiness again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the emptiness from missin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will never ever end, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll still be holdin' on to all of our memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all of what used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will stand tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And know that you're here with me in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the last tear drop falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-2391525953814762833?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2391525953814762833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/2391525953814762833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-so-hard-to-lose-one-you-love-to.html' title='When the fairy tale that you once knew is gone.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1026998396398425114</id><published>2007-02-25T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:03:30.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If they could love like you and me, imagine what the world could be.</title><content type='html'>I feel so handicapped without my phone )=&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; badly D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly concentrate on studying for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Now I realised, I haven't make my note for Chapter 7.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still so shaky with my Balancing Equation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna be dead-ed )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again my brother is bugging me for the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Rahhhhhhhhh! He's driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; From underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Confusing stars for satellites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But here we are, we're here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Singing Amen I, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Singing Amen I, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone cared and nobody cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone loved and nobody lied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'd see the day, when nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Amen I,Amen, I,  I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Amen I Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And in the air the fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our only light in paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'll show the world they were wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And teach them all to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Singing amen I, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Singing amen I, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone cared and nobody cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone loved and nobody lied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'd see the day, when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone cared and nobody cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone loved and nobody lied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'd see the day, when nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And as we lie beneath the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We realize how small we are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If they could love like you and me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Imagine what the world could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone cared and nobody cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone loved and nobody lied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'd see the day, when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone cared and nobody cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone loved and nobody lied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If everyone shared and swallowed their pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then we'd see the day, when nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1026998396398425114?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1026998396398425114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1026998396398425114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/if-they-could-love-like-you-and-me.html' title='If they could love like you and me, imagine what the world could be.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-9015900882394014932</id><published>2007-02-24T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:28:30.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody hell&lt;/span&gt;, I'm having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; gastric when I've just eaten.&lt;br /&gt;My phone is officially confiscated. So people, DO NOT sms me(=&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't he home yet?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sms him. D=&lt;br /&gt;Heart-break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its our first-month today!&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully we'll have many many more anniversaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, honey (=&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm thinking of the words to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'd like to think that this was fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Reference to a song you love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spell confusion with a "K"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like a star without its strings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm hanging here on these two wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For that smile and those eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If time could stop, how could I make this more poetic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When there's nothing more pathetic to be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You bring me out, show me light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm sorry if I hide, I'm too afraid to look inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You carry truth, and make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If it were you and me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you ever had the chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you make your life seem right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Or would you only hold it back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The good times, the hard, and the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Whatever you say is alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just as long as there's no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could you look me in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and say hopes died?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If time could stop, how could I make this more poetic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When there's nothing more pathetic to be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You bring me out, show me light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm sorry if I hide, I'm too afraid to look inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You carry truth, and make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If it were you and me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Each time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keeps me returning to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Night after night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lift me up as high as the clouds that won the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You bring me out, show me light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm sorry if I hide, I'm too afraid to look inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You carry truth, and make me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If it were you and me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You bring me out, show me light, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm sorry if I hide, I'm too afraid to look inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You carry truth, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If it were you and me tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-9015900882394014932?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9015900882394014932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/9015900882394014932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-would-tame-stars-and-save-brightest.html' title='I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1587373224917769794</id><published>2007-02-23T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:53:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your words swept the ground right from under me.</title><content type='html'>Common-tests are here!&lt;br /&gt;Today's Physics and A-maths.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night studying and trying to recall for Physics.&lt;br /&gt;(= But ended up talking on the phone with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I think Physics was rather easy. But I simply don't know how to do )=&lt;br /&gt;I totally screwed the A-maths paper as well.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this can't do.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall study hard for the coming Chemistry, E-maths and History.&lt;br /&gt;(= Jiayou, Geraldine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; is at Toa Payoh meeting his PO.&lt;br /&gt;A really unlucky day for him, cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's our big-day! Be happy for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;First-month! (=&lt;br /&gt;We'll stay on forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's make a date out of the cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then stay out till early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I always like it cause we take it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; While everyone around us seems so hurried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It feels familiar, cause I've been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Swept the ground right from under me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remember when you were so insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now you can't get your hands up off of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But the time we spent was so short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can't believe it's time to go again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're always on my mind, all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On my mind, believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can we pick it up where you left off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you said you'll never get over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll take for granted every roll off your tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause you're screaming out all your honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know it's time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You see the bags at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm minutes away from departing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In exchange for a few last words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will never be enough for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1587373224917769794?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1587373224917769794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1587373224917769794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-your-words-swept-ground-right-from.html' title='When your words swept the ground right from under me.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-1747430233430171273</id><published>2007-02-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:38:03.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes another sunrise, like a broken promise in the skies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In a corner of the closet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there's a suitcase packed with clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the postcard from your parents with the words "please come back home",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been waiting for the moment that all this shit explodes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't believe you think that I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna leave me lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing that you'd break me if you ever say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So you keep on telling me that everything will be alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's a beautiful lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well I can't help but to notice in the bedroom something's changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a picture on the dresser that's gone missing from the frame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I could ask you but you'd answer in that same familiar way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That there's nothing wrong, and everything's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna leave me lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing that you'd break me if you ever say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So you keep on telling me that everything will be alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's a beautiful lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel so random on your naked skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  falling back into the rhythm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I could never forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; feelin' so electric on my fingertips, hurts so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can't go on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Here comes another sunrise, like a broken promise in the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's about to be a different day but you keep on living that same old lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna leave me lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How you gonna say you're never gonna walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knowing that you'd break me if you ever say goodbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So you keep on telling me that everything will be alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's a beautiful lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2Z3wkWp8I/AAAAAAAAANM/N52i81HW7o4/s1600-h/DCAM0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2Z3wkWp8I/AAAAAAAAANM/N52i81HW7o4/s200/DCAM0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034349141679318978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2auAkWp9I/AAAAAAAAANU/wz75mwX2FiQ/s1600-h/DCAM0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2XIgkWp4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/OovHS9Qt6mk/s200/DCAM0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346130907244418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2YfwkWp6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/qGdk-KiDmrs/s1600-h/DCAM0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2YfwkWp6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/qGdk-KiDmrs/s200/DCAM0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034347629850830754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2XjAkWp5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iiJ7mqKZqrA/s1600-h/DCAM0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2XjAkWp5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/iiJ7mqKZqrA/s200/DCAM0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346586173777810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-1747430233430171273?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1747430233430171273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/1747430233430171273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-comes-another-sunrise-like-broken.html' title='Here comes another sunrise, like a broken promise in the skies.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/Rd2Z3wkWp8I/AAAAAAAAANM/N52i81HW7o4/s72-c/DCAM0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3635853965717206284</id><published>2007-02-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:06:35.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You used to captivate me by your resonating light.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE ALVIN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm so tired of being here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause your presence still lingers here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it won't leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I held your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you still have, all me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You used to captivate me by your resonating light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your voice it chased away oh all the sanity in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These wounds won't seem to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This pain is just too real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I've held your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you still have all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But though you're still with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been alone all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I've held your hand through all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you still have, all of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3635853965717206284?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3635853965717206284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3635853965717206284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-used-to-captivate-me-by-your.html' title='You used to captivate me by your resonating light.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7932553872725315207</id><published>2007-02-20T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:38:05.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be your number one with a bullet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpRrgkWp0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/G5RkhvJ231E/s1600-h/DCAM0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpRrgkWp0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/G5RkhvJ231E/s200/DCAM0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033425341458589506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpRLgkWpzI/AAAAAAAAALs/yVa14XFcknA/s1600-h/DCAM0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpRLgkWpzI/AAAAAAAAALs/yVa14XFcknA/s200/DCAM0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033424791702775602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpR_QkWp1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/fzbXSQ1EVpU/s1600-h/DCAM0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpR_QkWp1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/fzbXSQ1EVpU/s200/DCAM0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033425680761005906" 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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpSZAkWp2I/AAAAAAAAAME/FWqI3DczXKo/s1600-h/DCAM0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpSZAkWp2I/AAAAAAAAAME/FWqI3DczXKo/s200/DCAM0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033426123142637410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpQ4AkWpyI/AAAAAAAAALk/6YKQAqTtuZw/s1600-h/DCAM0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpQ4AkWpyI/AAAAAAAAALk/6YKQAqTtuZw/s200/DCAM0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033424456695326498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I more than you bargained for yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause that's just who I am this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're just a line in a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Drop a heart, break a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is this more than you bargained for yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wishing to be the friction in your jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're just a line in a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Drop a heart, break a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Down, down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be your number one with a bullet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-7932553872725315207?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7932553872725315207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/7932553872725315207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/ill-be-your-number-one-with-bullet.html' title='I&apos;ll be your number one with a bullet.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-mCcae-RwB4/RdpRrgkWp0I/AAAAAAAAAL0/G5RkhvJ231E/s72-c/DCAM0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4863816535511432184</id><published>2007-02-17T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:37:11.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause of you, I made it through every storm.</title><content type='html'>I LOVE ALVIN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going mad over him mannnnnnnn &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been looking for the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I know what I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What is life, what's the use if you're killed inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live there's a reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to give what you've given me always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has everything I need to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live... I live... I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4863816535511432184?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4863816535511432184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4863816535511432184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/cause-of-you-i-made-it-through-every.html' title='&apos;Cause of you, I made it through every storm.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5996859331511670457</id><published>2007-02-17T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:33:44.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time really flies, Newyear's in less than 1day's time.&lt;br /&gt;And finally I can wear my clothes tomorrow! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarreled with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;yesterday, and I almost cried in class (?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; sensitive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Whitesands just now to get necklace and scrunchie for my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Very tired now, don't feel like blogging man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ALVIN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going mad over him mannnnnnnn &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been looking for the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I know what I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What is life, what's the use if you're killed inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live there's a reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to give what you've given me always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world has everything I need to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because you live... I live... I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5996859331511670457?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5996859331511670457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5996859331511670457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-really-flies-newyears-in-less-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-3266199681599700674</id><published>2007-02-14T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:39:07.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Especiall to my dearest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the lovely roses and Rochers! (=&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; at Downtown Macdonalds, before going to school (=&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ms Lindy Ong, she was like, smiling? ._.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the morning be Santa, giving Valentine's gifts, and obviously not forgetting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;'s share!&lt;br /&gt;His present was the biggest! (= I was shit-ily done though, but its the though that matters right?&lt;br /&gt;(= Lynette delivered it over to him, thank you so much! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gifts I prepared weren't enough, so wrote lil cards to people whom I've left out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get them when I have time, and it'll be a belated Valentine's gift!&lt;br /&gt;Our Valentine's present from Mr Yap, Physics Level Test.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks man ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Vannesa, how nice of me! (=&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to wait for (A) before going to Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;3CHEERS AND 3CHEERS AND 3CHEERS FOR ALVIN, HIP HIP HOORAY, HIP HIP HOORAY, HIP HIP HOORAY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and saw Cleo and Deon together, holding hands! X=&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and bus-ed home, giving me many lovely Valentine's kisses (=&lt;br /&gt;Love you my dear! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, end here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know it's hard for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To understand what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But now I sit here to remind myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're always dressed to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you feel like you owe it to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you owe it to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're, you're not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't stop pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you're forever mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't dream anymore since you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't wake anymore in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cheer up my friends all say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're better alone anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're always on tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're never home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm always dressed to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I feel like I owe it to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I owe it to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're, you're not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't stop pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you're forever mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't dream anymore since you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't wake anymore in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cheer up my friends all say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't stop pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That you're forever mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're better alone anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're not here, not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't dream anymore since you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't wake anymore in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cheer up my friends all say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-3266199681599700674?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3266199681599700674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/3266199681599700674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-4342985708772400634</id><published>2007-02-12T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:59:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy you better put that pen to paper, charm your way out.</title><content type='html'>Monday is coming to an end, and its a very good thing, as Valentine's is coming! (=&lt;br /&gt;Can't go out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; on that day, kinda disappointed )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commemorated Total Defence today. The water supply was totally cut off till 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, even the toilet also has no water.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, though its sick, but I'm gonna say it.&lt;br /&gt;The first cubicle has blood, the second and third has shit, the fourth one was rather clean, the fifth one has no door. And the last one was able to flush (=&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to talk about water, I've broken my record.&lt;br /&gt;I drank 2bottles of water today! (=&lt;br /&gt;Haha, seriously I got to drink more water, if not I'll have a hard time at the toiletbowl.&lt;br /&gt;X=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests care coming real soon, gotta start studying already.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously afraid I'd do badly, buck up buck up!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Sec 3 experiential camp 28th-30thMarch, which means Wenesday to Sunday I won't be able to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; )=&lt;br /&gt;MOE Dairy Farm, what can we do there? Squeeze millk?&lt;br /&gt;And who knows there may not be cows there even. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate doing newspaper articles, bloody irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when there're so many tests tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;History, A-maths, and comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I shouldn't be grumbling and should be doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, sweethearts! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop stalling make a name for yourself&lt;br /&gt;Boy you better put that pen to paper, charm your way out&lt;br /&gt;If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up&lt;br /&gt;With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun&lt;br /&gt;Start talking "a sensationalist"&lt;br /&gt;Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;If you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up&lt;br /&gt;with more than good hooks while you're all under the gun&lt;br /&gt;Start talking "a sensationalist"&lt;br /&gt;Only he's slightly clever, to just a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;Well keep quiet! Let us sing like the doves&lt;br /&gt;Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record,&lt;br /&gt; The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of...&lt;br /&gt; A. Indifference or&lt;br /&gt; B. Disinterest in what the critics say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la dadadadadadada la dadadadada oo whoa oo whoa&lt;br /&gt;la dadadadadadada la dadadadada oo whoa oo whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record,&lt;br /&gt; The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of...&lt;br /&gt; A. Indifference or&lt;br /&gt; B. Disinterest in what the critics say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines&lt;br /&gt;Make us it, make us hip, make us scene&lt;br /&gt;Or, shrug us off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Don't approve a single word that we wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record,&lt;br /&gt; The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of...&lt;br /&gt; A. Indifference or&lt;br /&gt; B. Disinterest in what the critics say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-4342985708772400634?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4342985708772400634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/4342985708772400634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/boy-you-better-put-that-pen-to-paper.html' title='Boy you better put that pen to paper, charm your way out.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-866386858597952562</id><published>2007-02-11T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:08:13.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped.</title><content type='html'>Chatting with lovely &lt;em&gt;(A)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry dear, I'll keep my promise man! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make you this vow, and promise you now. Until forever, I'll never stop loving you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smelly ass, he hasn't bathed.&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I miss him &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; bad )=&lt;br /&gt;17hours more to seeing him, baby.&lt;br /&gt;That would seriously kill me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at my uncle's place again.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do something to my face later )=&lt;br /&gt;Imagine needles poking your face, yucks! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can finally sms! (=&lt;br /&gt;Finally the new month is here, another 1000sms!&lt;br /&gt;But still gotta save up money for the previous month's bill.&lt;br /&gt;Exceeded 300plus man. Money with wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with (A) on the phone last night for more than 4hours?&lt;br /&gt;Till his house phone battery's flat. Haha! Sorry aye? (=&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my mum didn't know, if not she would have given me hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still in his bath, can't guys like bathe faster?&lt;br /&gt;Miss you baby! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's true - romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was never about the songs, it was competition,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm casualty-obsessed and I've forgiven death, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am indifferent yet (I'm a sorrow wreck), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; It was never about the songs, it was competition, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which came first, the music or the misery? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-866386858597952562?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/866386858597952562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/866386858597952562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-my-aching-heads-i-got-my-kisses.html' title='In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-6909956033498559582</id><published>2007-02-10T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:35:37.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her correspondence with some pop star magazine.</title><content type='html'>I think this is the first time I'm helping out in spring-cleaning man =D&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine is doing well, keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I spent an hour doing my homework, but its still not done X=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was too tired, so didn't blog about voice-test on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've done really badly for it.&lt;br /&gt;Mingle and Kenneth was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; loud, couldn't even hear myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's why I went out of tune abit.&lt;br /&gt;Shima-E was a killer, I didn't even get a note right.&lt;br /&gt;How clever.&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin, work hard for the next time round, we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it into SYF, and win Gold with Honours! (=&lt;br /&gt;Choir go! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;'s house yesterday to watch retarded Pokemon videos (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt; stupid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares, its with him, so everything would turn out lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy saw him when he sent me home, luckily we weren't doing anything except saying bye.&lt;br /&gt;If not I would be dead by now man. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear for being so unreasonable, it was all my fault )=&lt;br /&gt;I feel so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; damn&lt;/span&gt; guilty. Glad that you're having fun at ECP (=&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldn't go, 'cause the real reason was my dad wants me to clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I'll treat you better.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't afford to lose you again, baby &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine speeds off to finish her Parts of speech, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poof&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This song goes out to all the fakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You all know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It started with a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Kept turning her nose up at my band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's into Yellow Card, Blink and Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's so pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's into Jane's Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But she don't know their songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She thinks that she's so "emo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Next week she'll be a "goth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It all amounts to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She gets murdered in the mosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One night I crashed at her apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Her Sonic Youth cd's were nowhere to be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Instead, all I found was a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Her correspondence with some pop star magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's so pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's into Jane's Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But she don't know their songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She thinks that she's so "emo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Next week she'll be a "goth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It all amounts to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She gets murdered in the mosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I wonder what goes on inside her mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When she said she though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dave Grohl had died and Kurt Cobain was still alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just go to concerts that you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos there's no shame in liking Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's into Jane's Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But she don't know their songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I fall over laughing when she tries to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She thinks that she's so "emo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Next week she'll be a "goth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It all amounts to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She gets murdered in the mosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This song goes out to all the fakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Out to the critics and haters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This song goes out to all the fakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You all know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Give it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your friends will find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now or later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time for change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just be yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dont be a faker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-6909956033498559582?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6909956033498559582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/6909956033498559582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/her-correspondence-with-some-pop-star.html' title='Her correspondence with some pop star magazine.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8729761503611068405</id><published>2007-02-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:31:36.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every breathe is your love, every heartbeat speaks your name</title><content type='html'>Awww, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; is ill )=&lt;br /&gt;Just home from tuition. Logarithms, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; boring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Almost fell asleep man! (=&lt;br /&gt;Susan didn't come, fever )=&lt;br /&gt;Clarabelle rebonded her hair, and it looks nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; tired now, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a long and winding journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I'm finally here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And walking back into the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Into the sunset of your glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When my heart and future lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's nothing like that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My dreams came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could see what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the answers to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could feel the tenderness I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You would know it would be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That angels brought me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Standing here before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Feels like I've been born again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every breathe is ur love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every heartbeat speaks your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My dreams came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Right here in front of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could see what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the answers to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could feel the tenderness I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You would know it would be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That angels brought me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They brought me here to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll be forever greatful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh forever faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My dreams came true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could see what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the answers to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you could feel the tenderness I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You would know it would be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That angels brought me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8729761503611068405?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8729761503611068405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8729761503611068405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/every-breathe-is-your-love-every.html' title='Every breathe is your love, every heartbeat speaks your name'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-5601341838843894638</id><published>2007-02-07T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:31:36.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love that's so demanding, I can't speak.</title><content type='html'>Seriously I think Miss Juliana Lee is out to torture us.&lt;br /&gt;By making us write out the corrections 3times, in full sentences, is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;My finger almost broke.&lt;br /&gt;No more Chickee Dance from now on, and it would be Pole-dance in future!&lt;br /&gt;And who's the pole? Melvin Soon! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas and Nathanel were like super late.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lee was already in class when they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Flunked my Grand Review )=&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work hard for the re-test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've passed my Chinese Test! Miracle huh!&lt;br /&gt;35/60! 3cheers for Geraldine! (=&lt;br /&gt;SS was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; boring, Vannesa and I was very very irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Completed the Grand Review corrections during the afternoon program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Room's key went misisng,  and they spent time looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, wasted alot of time, which is a very good thing!&lt;br /&gt;Had a short sectionals today, and ended around 5plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked for Alvin and others, and sat outside school to slack.&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Ong was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; hot man!&lt;br /&gt;He can do split, can you believe it!&lt;br /&gt;He should seriously join Dance and bring them glory.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, all my homework's undone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very very tired, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I can't make you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But where's your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But where's your heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But where's your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's nothing I can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To change that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To change that part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bright lights they cast a shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But can I speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it hard understanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A life that's so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I get so weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A love that's so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Honey if you stay I'll be forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My eyes are shining bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I'm out here on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of a jet black hotel mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm so weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it hard understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A love that's so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I get weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Honey if you stay I'll be forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These bright lights have always blinded me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These bright lights have always blinded me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I see you lying next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With words I thought I'd never speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Awake and unafraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Asleep or dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Honey if you stay I'll be forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-5601341838843894638?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5601341838843894638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/5601341838843894638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-thats-so-demanding-i-cant-speak.html' title='A love that&apos;s so demanding, I can&apos;t speak.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-8339038727912808415</id><published>2007-02-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:03:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you.</title><content type='html'>Oh, I've done my homework today too!&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up, Geraldine!&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I'm going mad man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've got my haircut (=&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the same as the other one, but this time my tail's longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEQ for History today, came up with linkers and all.&lt;br /&gt;Test on next week, and he gave us the question to prepare!&lt;br /&gt;I love Mr Das! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3periods of Math today, and they almost killed me, and the rest of the class.&lt;br /&gt;Completing the squares, like gosh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; complicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 7th position in class for Chemistry test!&lt;br /&gt;And was the only girl in the top ten list, as our class has a pathetic number of girls.&lt;br /&gt;29.5/40, rather disappointed, 'cause I made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; loads of careless mistakes! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dismissal, Lynette, Mahirah, Hongying and I went to get the stuffs for noticeboard at Whitesands.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a kind girl, helping out in the noticeboard decoration when I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; in the commitee (=&lt;br /&gt;They should all thank me!&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Macdonalds, boughthe stuffs at Popular and NTUC Fairprice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and we laughed like some lunatics just escaped from Hougang Chalet (=&lt;br /&gt;Especially in NTUC, gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorated the board, made some garlic-bread-like thing with newspaper and aluminium foil, to shape out the letters, pretty nice!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hongying! Practice makes perfect! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've gotten a Valentine's present for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt;! Hopefully he likes it!&lt;br /&gt;Heh, 'cause I LOVEEEEEEEEE it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What day is it? And in what month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been losing so much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With nothing to do, nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What are the things that I want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just aren't coming out right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm tripping on words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You get my head spinning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't know where to go from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With nothing to do, nothing to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's something about you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't quite figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything she does is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything she does is right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With nothing to do, nothing to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; With nothing to do, nothing to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's you and me and all other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What day is it? And in what month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This clock never seemed so alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1609420079528162520-8339038727912808415?l=ooh-lovely.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8339038727912808415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1609420079528162520/posts/default/8339038727912808415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ooh-lovely.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-i-dont-know-why-i-cant-keep-my-eyes.html' title='And I don&apos;t know why, I can&apos;t keep my eyes off of you.'/><author><name>Geraldine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521039432409586169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1609420079528162520.post-7454553777536060656</id><published>2007-02-05T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:12:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name.</title><content type='html'>I actually finished all 3newspaper articles that piled up from 2weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself! (=&lt;br /&gt;And firstly, I'll thank Alvin! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;You're missed, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is the very first time I sat down and did my work seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I should buck up.&lt;br /&gt;Getting 8/25 for Chemistry Quiz isn't something to be proud of, 'cause I didn't study for it.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I should do well for the re-quiz tomorrow, 'cause I studied for it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice test is coming real soon, and I'm totally not ready.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 3/4 ready?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm left with Shima-E that I totally have no idea how to sing it.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really long day today, assembly we had opening service.&lt;br /&gt;And the Catholics performed, well-done!&lt;br /&gt;Though it wasn't very successful in a way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A)&lt;/span&gt; is doing his F&amp;N project now &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So, quick finish, and we'll lovey-dovey on the phone! (=&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I'm going mad! &lt;3 'Cause I love you, boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; High on a hill was a lonely goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-lay-he-hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yodell back with the girl and goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wind it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the key that makes us wind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the beat comes on, the girls all line up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But the girls want to know why boys like us so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They like the way we dance, they like the way we work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They like that way that L.A.M.B. is going across my shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape (She's crazy, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They like the way we react everytime we dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Get in line now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've got to let the beat get under your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've got to open up, and let it all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But see, once it gets in, the poppin' begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then you'll find out, why all the boys stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They're trying to bite our style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Trying to study our approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They like the way we do it, so original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I guess that they are slow, so they should leave th
