<?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-3194940188105958800</id><updated>2011-09-02T07:46:16.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa . CHY ; ♥  Let It Be Unconditional .</title><subtitle type='html'>The . World . Through . Me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-3841626852366447010</id><published>2011-03-31T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:34:48.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of how we got together :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember it all too well to be forgotten of how we ended up together.&lt;br /&gt;It was a Friday night 16th July 2010.&lt;br /&gt;We went out to for badminton with other friends.&lt;br /&gt;Your kept on bullying me because I'm not very good at badminton :)&lt;br /&gt;And then we went for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;we went to Classic to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;There I confess the feelings that I've been locked up inside me about my current relationship.&lt;br /&gt;The guy was giving me a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't understandable of me.&lt;br /&gt;And it was hard to communicate with him either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Jeff kept on giving me advices about confronting him about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't up to it because I'm too chicken-ish.&lt;br /&gt;But from there I had a change of heart even before Friday I was already head over heels for you.&lt;br /&gt;It was a secret that no one else knew.&lt;br /&gt;From the day on, I felt that you might feel the same way about me too.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt it though because I got no chance to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;So before we all went home, I invited you, Jeff &amp;amp; Wilson to Kasih Sayang the next day * Saturday *&lt;br /&gt;You picked me up from school the next day with Wilson hiding trying to pull a prank on me =P&lt;br /&gt;You wore a Yellow Mickey Mouse shirt that you got me on my 17th birthday * in white *&lt;br /&gt;After school we went to City Mall for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff went with Wilson and I went with you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left your car at Jeff's house and we took his car to go my house and up to Kasih Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, I helped you guys took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;By the time you guys wanna go home, I wasn't willing to let you go :(&lt;br /&gt;I wished you would stay here with me but I know better.&lt;br /&gt;But then the mist are starting to add up and it's dangerous for you guys to drive down.&lt;br /&gt;So I kept on begging for you guys to stay because I wanted to spend more time with you :)&lt;br /&gt;And in the end you guys are forced to stay * heee heeeeeee! *&lt;br /&gt;There I felt it again about you feeling the same way as I did,&lt;br /&gt;because you were even more caring of me than you did before.&lt;br /&gt;So I got abit attached to you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on following you around the house that we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;Then only I realized that I really really like you! :)!&lt;br /&gt;But then I was still upset about my current relationship but it was not a big deal though,&lt;br /&gt;because you make me forget about what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;It's undescribable the feelings you make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;So happy, so relax, so calm ^^&lt;br /&gt;We drank a couple of bottles of San Miguel and I got kinda drunk.&lt;br /&gt;And I started to complaint again why is my life so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't he understand me.&lt;br /&gt;All the whys and what.&lt;br /&gt;But you just sat beside me and make me laugh all night :)&lt;br /&gt;Then you guys are tired so you went to your room and I followed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys were talking about 3 girls or whatever it is that has the number 3 in it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to know but you guys didn't let me.&lt;br /&gt;You slept on the hard bed which was your bed,&lt;br /&gt;and I just sat beside you playing with your things.&lt;br /&gt;And then I lay beside you on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;It felt comfortable, warm to be beside you :)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay there longer but I can't because of my headache :(&lt;br /&gt;So I left and went to my room and kept thinking do you feel the same way too?&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting infront of your door waiting for you to wake up to talk to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we're all packing up and leaving.&lt;br /&gt;You guys decided to go watch a movie after getting home and shower.&lt;br /&gt;So I agreed :)&lt;br /&gt;The whole day I spent with you,&lt;br /&gt;it was so precious to me that you didn't even know of.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought to myself maybe I do have a chance with you because I kinda feel that you like me too :)&lt;br /&gt;So I went back home, alone.&lt;br /&gt;And I open msn and you came to chat with me.&lt;br /&gt;You asked me how to deal with my current *guy* and I don't know how to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;But eventually I did deal with him and I ended things.&lt;br /&gt;So then I told you and then you pop the question.&lt;br /&gt;You said " 你愿意跟我在一起吗？" I was so happy that I didn't know what to say!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I said yes la :P!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for 8 months &amp;amp; 13 days and we've been through alot and I never want us to end :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-3841626852366447010?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3841626852366447010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=3841626852366447010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3841626852366447010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3841626852366447010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-how-we-got-together-p.html' title='Story of how we got together :P'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-5930214509894268033</id><published>2010-10-07T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T17:31:08.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't believe that I caused you pain.&lt;br /&gt;That I made you lost trust in me when you've already trusted no one else except me.&lt;br /&gt;But I did it for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted to be the one who ruined your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;But guess now I did..&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly am sorry for that love.&lt;br /&gt;Really wished that I wasn't so sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;But it's just hard for me not to be sensitive around you.&lt;br /&gt;You have to understand that I can't just cry in front of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;It'll make you look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop trusting me.&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you that I won't lie to you anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry that I've upseted you love.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Really hope that you'll regained my trust in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-5930214509894268033?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5930214509894268033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-2067488571669704182</id><published>2010-08-14T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T16:00:33.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such ignorants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God gave everyone friends.&lt;br /&gt;And it's up to us to keep them with us.&lt;br /&gt;But in situations, it's not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;For an instants, when your forced to choose between your friends and your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Things just won't mix up and solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end your teared up in half.&lt;br /&gt;So the war has began, and it's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of best-friends who I love to hang out with sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I seriously hate how the way they treat me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I look like a weakling to them.&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;It does not give them the right to bully someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;The word sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Is referring to true girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I don't even understand what I really have now.&lt;br /&gt;Are they or are they not my sisters?&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems like they're not.&lt;br /&gt;The word sister that comes out from their mouths says so.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, it's only a huge fraud.&lt;br /&gt;Lacking of girl friends, but not liking the ones I have.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be human.&lt;br /&gt;Friends that doesn't think about your feelings when they joke about you is a friend who doesn't deserved to be called YOUR FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;Though they might be fickel-minded, but they should have known any better than to make fun of others.&lt;br /&gt;It's not funny when your the person that they make their jokes on.&lt;br /&gt;It's rude for me.&lt;br /&gt;Friends that doesn't know how to put themselves into your position is a kind of friend that doesn't know how to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Put yourself in my shoes for an instant and see what decision would you make.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;Can't I spend more time with someone I love rather than someone who I see almost everyday?&lt;br /&gt;It's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;And being insulted with the sentence 中色情友.&lt;br /&gt;Is just not fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;I said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But they took my apologies as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, I don't know who to talk to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And I rather be dead then be sharing secrets with them.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I did, they're just gonna talk bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;Screw the ones who say that your their friend.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long now, because we're all gonna leave each other soon.&lt;br /&gt;And then I wouldn't have to worry about them insulting me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-2067488571669704182?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2067488571669704182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=2067488571669704182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/2067488571669704182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/2067488571669704182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2010/08/such-ignorants.html' title='Such ignorants.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-5228381527489191395</id><published>2009-12-25T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T05:36:21.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the other half under my missletoe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is suppose to be warm, happy and wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But for some loners,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's just them spending christmast in a bar, getting wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or just having christmast dinner by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a very sad feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unlike me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went out for christmast dinner with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I still feel like I'm a loner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's devastating really, just having the thought of being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really don't know how much longer I can hold it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need a person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so tired of the loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there's him and him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can still see him in the back of my head, every single time I closed my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dreams of him, pictures, and memories of our past filled my mind everynight in these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's really driving me crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And then there's another him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who I'm starting to adore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But yet, he knows nothing of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like liking someone from a far away distance and keeping my mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everytime I said to myself, I should just let this go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because being with someone like him is never gonna happpen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not even his type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, I'm like SO THE OPPOSITE of the type he usually likes and prefers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't do anything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't be someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I hate myself for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry about the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please forgive my stupid stupid past, which I really wished I can take it all back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just another bad karma. I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-5228381527489191395?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5228381527489191395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=5228381527489191395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5228381527489191395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5228381527489191395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/missing-other-half-under-my-missletoe.html' title='Missing the other half under my missletoe.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-3463061790479029784</id><published>2009-10-22T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:14:31.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The huge empty hole..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can still feel the &lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt;, like it was just &lt;em&gt;a week ago&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside that &lt;em&gt;gap&lt;/em&gt; you left behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It &lt;em&gt;hurts so much&lt;/em&gt;, but yet you don't even know of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I feel the &lt;em&gt;numb-ness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And some days I can't even hold myself together,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I'm &lt;em&gt;talking&lt;/em&gt; to you&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You were not the same as &lt;em&gt;the others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realize &lt;/em&gt;it as you will, your different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You were something more to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone who made me &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You've &lt;em&gt;opened up my eyes&lt;/em&gt; to other things that I didn't really know about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But why do I still feel so &lt;em&gt;attached&lt;/em&gt; to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the only one question I don't know how to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;love-able&lt;/em&gt; guy you used to be, the guy i used to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't &lt;em&gt;exists &lt;/em&gt;anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And yet I'm still taking the trail that leads to no where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a &lt;em&gt;dead end&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;No fairy tale happy &lt;em&gt;ending&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so&lt;em&gt; hope-less&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;stubborn,&lt;/em&gt; sometimes I even feel like I'm going &lt;em&gt;crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry that I'm not your cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm actually wasting my life over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't know that, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like I said, *qoute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desperation is when I want you out of my mind&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-3463061790479029784?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3463061790479029784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=3463061790479029784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My dad's "gang" arranged a trip to Kimanis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In case you don't know where is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's located near Kinarut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And if you don't know where's Kinarut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's located near Papar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AND if you still have no clue where the heck is Papar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I might sugguest that you to just keep reading this post xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My mom told me to skipped school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*how nice ey?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I wanted to go to school :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sadly I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So everyone of us woke up real early ON A SATURDAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just to go get groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Funnyyyyy righttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We left home at 10am i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was okay I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The ride didn't took that much time as I thought it would have ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wasted 1 hour something I think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was quite amazed by the Resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quite classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The room is cute xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we got all the things inside the lil room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The electicity went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And it's like SO DAMN HOT MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went to take a shower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;an extremely COLD ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But still it was still hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Boredom comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THERE'S NO FREAKING RECEPTION OVER THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Only for CERTAIN places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The food there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eatable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just that it's not up to standard enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So today's the check out day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone dicided to go down to the lake to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Weeeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Damn the water is so clear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it's extremely slippery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*I almost fell xD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was fun though ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least I enjoyed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And don't forget my 1st getting drunk ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not very drunkish though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Unlike my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;her face went SUPER RED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fuunyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was quite okay ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-3613288085287381114?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3613288085287381114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=3613288085287381114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3613288085287381114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3613288085287381114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-vaca.html' title='Short Vaca.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-8428796793472400097</id><published>2009-07-19T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:35:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must they live like this? )):</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so sad for those old folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ecspecially those that still has to work for a living at this age   )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Beggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Which are in their 70s or 60s OR 50s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I pity them so so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The unfortunates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish I can do somehting to help them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Those homeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really wish I can help in someway &gt;&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel so damn sad for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to do something to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But, I'm just a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can only do minor things to help )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's so not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everynight I prayed to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For the sick, the poor, and those who are in sorrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hope that God will somehow answer my prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that maybe in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I'm working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I can balance everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I would love to donate ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Won't you help me help them too? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-8428796793472400097?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8428796793472400097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=8428796793472400097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8428796793472400097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8428796793472400097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-must-they-live-like-this.html' title='Why must they live like this? )):'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-6093137827375993365</id><published>2009-07-04T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:27:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming New Moon ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiFlkCmRfNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiFlkCmRfNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-6093137827375993365?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6093137827375993365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=6093137827375993365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/6093137827375993365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/6093137827375993365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/upcoming-new-moon-d.html' title='Upcoming New Moon ;D'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-2204402108279239002</id><published>2009-07-03T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:24:19.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this count as PMS? ;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday 29/6/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The QUIET-ness starts to take its place in my system.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday 30/6/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLETELY silent during school, and so the emo-ing starts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday 1/7/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cried at night for no reasons, feeling extremely frustrated for no reasons, feeling depress FOR NO REASONS! )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday 2/7/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend's birthday ; Almost cried in school . Cried in the evenings due to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Frustration from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's all HER FAULT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I regreted to wan  to even KNOW HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If it wasnt for her I wouldn't be so embarassed everytime I sees his friends or HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday 3/7/09 *TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling very very emo-ish in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling betta after recess"FOOD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess I was hungry xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The End?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-2204402108279239002?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2204402108279239002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=2204402108279239002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/2204402108279239002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/2204402108279239002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-this-count-as-pms-p.html' title='Does this count as PMS? ;P'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-7864749679160990253</id><published>2009-06-14T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:22:32.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are they blind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty much dissapointed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Garry and Eshley wanted to CRY when they saw us up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Full with perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess the judges ain't loving our performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Myb it's the clothes we were wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Bao go zhong" comparing to the other schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eah ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I so can't believe that THEY got a prize and we didn't even get ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So so so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-7864749679160990253?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7864749679160990253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=7864749679160990253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/7864749679160990253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/7864749679160990253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-they-blind.html' title='Are they blind?'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-8513606155737565122</id><published>2009-06-11T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:44:23.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoho xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is FINALLY done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Still on the road to perfection though ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I stopped asking myself "Why" *previous post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I gave up ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeepiee for me babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's so freaking suckish that we have to go back to school during the holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm so FREAKING EXCITED about this sunday 14th June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's THE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't even eat nor can I sleep in the night )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, hope that we can get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-8513606155737565122?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8513606155737565122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=8513606155737565122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8513606155737565122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8513606155737565122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='FINALLY.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-1901346118777752659</id><published>2009-05-23T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T04:19:41.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wonders in my mind and haunts me in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Are the one that I misses and longs for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Are the one that I know I can never get back with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Didn't even tried to save our relationship when YOU had the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made my worries grew whenever your out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Makes my heart beats faster when I see you or even having the thought of YOU in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made me ask myself the question Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-1901346118777752659?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1901346118777752659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=1901346118777752659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/1901346118777752659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/1901346118777752659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-5140425675835655885</id><published>2009-03-12T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:12:51.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recentlyss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo bloggie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've made this deal with a friend of mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9months without involving in any relationships.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning to say,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not allowed to date untill 2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday in class,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we played truth or dare. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, Vivian dared Jun2 to do the "S"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce demo it though XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Jun chicken out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was so funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We dared Nathalie to give "Amanda" a hug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And "Amanda" was like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wth?!?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lmaoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like, what the hell is going on?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeahh babeh~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom finally let me get contecs (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hurrayy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I have to used my own cash to get it though :-S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darkish blue (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was my EVER first time of, escaping from the classroom XD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I asked Ophelia if she wanted to go down to check out the pass year's form5'mers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So she said sure, then!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce wanted to tag along.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So then Joyce ran up and she was like shouting to ask for permission to go to the toilet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And our teacher was like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY ARE U SHOUTING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joycee said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I dont want to let Ophelia go first!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, a few of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sneak out from class by the back door x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was like so scarryy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always wondering if our teacher would know where we've gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was fun though (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And We've got to see some of them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, I passed my Sc, Eng &amp;amp; Maths. But failed sivik =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For now. hahahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-5140425675835655885?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5140425675835655885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=5140425675835655885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5140425675835655885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5140425675835655885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/recentlyss.html' title='Recentlyss.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-8611960306575814336</id><published>2009-02-18T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:16:53.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update xD</title><content type='html'>Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;Let mee seee.&lt;br /&gt;What happen these past few weeks since my last update..&lt;br /&gt;Oh kay.&lt;br /&gt;I went through a really suckish valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on it.&lt;br /&gt;It was like.&lt;br /&gt;Omg mann..&lt;br /&gt;I felt so useless for not asking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayss.&lt;br /&gt;I think he doesn't cares about it though.&lt;br /&gt;So, continuee (:&lt;br /&gt;I am really starting to fall back in class.&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I suckkk!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need TUITION.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to loveee my classmates =PP&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what had happen in class today.&lt;br /&gt;I bet Nathalie"my classmate"&lt;br /&gt;will blog it out (:&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so in love with the character Edward Cullen, from Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;And im really looking forward to their next movie!&lt;br /&gt;New moon.&lt;br /&gt;I read the book though.&lt;br /&gt;It's so tempting to know about what will the next book will say!&lt;br /&gt;Can't waitt to get my hands on them!&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;I dislikes my bm, maths, account teacher =.=&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what they teaches.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I said I SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Just have to endure form4.&lt;br /&gt;Twilight twilight twilight.&lt;br /&gt;It's my new obsession ^o^&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I have alot to write.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like I don't XD&lt;br /&gt;Okay then.&lt;br /&gt;Update next time (:&lt;br /&gt;Tata ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-8611960306575814336?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8611960306575814336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=8611960306575814336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8611960306575814336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8611960306575814336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-update-xd.html' title='Another Update xD'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-5207086249781910722</id><published>2009-01-11T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:47:22.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE? (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yo! world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been sooooo long since I've updated my bloggie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So now I'm updating it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess wad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still SINGLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yayyys for meee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Crushes comes and go for me x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still ain't dating yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Um.. okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today.. It's the 1st time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I poked Daryl! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[Daryl is this mr.perfect xD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still working on my bravery to talk to him ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmms. I've finally got my braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;My friend Natalia said I looked mature in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;My friend Aaron said it looks cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;My other friends said I looked UGLY in it @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Continue-ing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I gotten 2A's, 1B, 4C'ssss in my PMR result (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm in the same class as Aaron and Garry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;4 years straight, weeeeeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;And! This year I'm turning 16 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Meaning, SWEET SIXTEEN babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm starting to like my class? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mannn..! Form1s are getting smaller sizes each year @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe in the next generation BABIES sizes form1s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Check that out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have to thank my bestfriend Natalia for giving the yellow nail polish for my last year's bday pressie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I totally need that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So yeah, CNY is coming SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;And I'm going to Taiwan (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;What's new in my life again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me seeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Emmmss. Emptyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I mean seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought I was gonna write alot of crappp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But gues i ran out of things to write (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tata for now XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-5207086249781910722?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5207086249781910722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=5207086249781910722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5207086249781910722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/5207086249781910722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='UPDATE? (:'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-7960974307569453034</id><published>2008-12-03T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:22:15.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The now me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that i've changed..&lt;br /&gt;I do stuff diffrently now..&lt;br /&gt;Even my parents noticed my random changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I glances back at the past.&lt;br /&gt;But, i just take a deep breathe and erase it from my mind =/&lt;br /&gt;My holiday kinda sucks, i got nothing to look forward to*except kl trip*&lt;br /&gt;Even the lil things excites me!&lt;br /&gt;Example"GOING TO THE SUPERMARKET"&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sounds lame.&lt;br /&gt;But what to do?&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to do during my holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I got a up coming dance performance on New Year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;But im still waiting to start practicing.&lt;br /&gt;Damn..&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends!&lt;br /&gt;And this change for me is good ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-7960974307569453034?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7960974307569453034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=7960974307569453034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/7960974307569453034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/7960974307569453034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-me.html' title='The now me..'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-1946425763590632497</id><published>2008-11-19T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:21:36.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random blogg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Um, okay..&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually write out how ii really feel about this topic. *cause it makes me cry*&lt;br /&gt;It's about my past "Relationships".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to start this actually ;P&lt;br /&gt;Um..&lt;br /&gt;I jst feel that ii've grown up since when ii had jst started dating, which was during ii was turning 13 ;D&lt;br /&gt;I was jst this "flower-hearted girl".&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, im saying that ii was flower-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;I remember in 2006, ii had 1,2,3.... wait, wait.&lt;br /&gt;Let me list out the names of my previous boyfriends*iif i still remember some?*&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeheeeeeeeeee ;D&lt;br /&gt;1st.ii called him Tung Tung&lt;br /&gt;2nd.Aaron Yk*i guess?*&amp;amp; Ah Xiong ; So yeah, u can sayy that ii one leg step on 2 boats x)&lt;br /&gt;3rd.here comes the commiting boyfriend name Qian Tyng. "lasted for 7months&amp;amp;24days"&lt;br /&gt;4th.Alex Teo"he didn't find me for like A WHOLE MONTH! due to credit probs"&lt;br /&gt;5th.then it was Lee Yung Chong the notty notty boy"only lasted for 3days" XD!&lt;br /&gt;6th.Thomas liew"lasted for 5months something"&lt;br /&gt;7th.Alex Teo*AGAIN* "this time is due to school diciplin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8th.Clement lee, long story.&lt;br /&gt;While still together with Clement there was"stanley chin, Andrew Teo &amp;amp; RAYMOND VOO &amp;amp; Alex Teo*AGAIN; don't worry it's the end between us* &amp;amp; the most memorable bside clement is Scott Lu Xiao Yang"&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's Clement till the end.&lt;br /&gt;So until now,&lt;br /&gt;im still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, [All of this is true about my last relationship]&lt;br /&gt;I do feel disapointed that me and Clement didn't really lasted long*although we broke our record &amp;amp; we lasted for 1YEAR&amp;amp;3months&amp;amp;3days*He's just this sweet sweet, funny, do crazy stuff to make me laugh kind of guyy, he'll make this puffy face when his angry*it's really cute*and ii love playing with his hair*cause it's so soft*ii love love! to pinch his tummy and his face cause it's chubby and kyyute!&amp;amp; he ust cares alot. ii love that. He just always always makes me laugh. Not ONE phone conversation he did not hear me laughing like crazy! I remember he love the cheesecakes that ii always makes for him, and he told me he loved the taste of my spagetti sauce that me and my mom made for last christmast. I made a cheesecake for him for christmast last year. When on new year day, we went out the whole night and it was also our 8th anniversary so, it was really special cause it was my 1st time watching fireworks with my lover. During CNY, he came to my house and all of my aunts and friends told my mom that me and clement looked alike alot. "funny" and on valentine day, he bought me this cute pink nike bottle, he helped me reload my phone &amp;amp; he bought chlothes for my maple character! ii gave him a really b-lated valentine day present. it was chocolate rice balls, i made it myself cause ii know he loves chocolates. ii gave it to him in a love shape container. On our 1year anniversary, he came to muh house and we ust hang out and i thought him how to make his favourite cheesecake and ii even let him bring it home. his birthday, ii bought a shirt for him. but i guess it was kinda not his type ;X after that. He went to my ballet concert! ii was really happy about that! ;D. So, i remembered the last time we went out before we broke up it was to my ballet performance at 1borneo. He brought me to starbucks to tie my hair and he bought himself a milk shake. ii guess he drank too much and got a tummy-ache. so he went home early.&lt;br /&gt;Um.. after that, it was all tears for me. it was over.*tears dripping down on my cheek, wipe it*&lt;br /&gt;ii confess, the shirt he gave me..his shirt, i still hug it to sleep everynight. without him, my life really just seem so empty even though ii have my friends. it has been 3months and several days since it ended, and ii still miss him ; ii miss his hugs, his smile, his laughter, his cute cute voice, his crazy acts when he tried to disturb me, ii miss the way how he always cared about me. But now I decided not to find him. It's because it really hurts for me to do so. ii guess, memories of him is a need to remembered cause he made me really so so so*unlimited so* happy. ii don't mind if he reads this, its okay =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay..&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop now cause ii don't want my sisters to see my face all wet with tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-1946425763590632497?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1946425763590632497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=1946425763590632497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/1946425763590632497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/1946425763590632497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-blogg.html' title='Random blogg.'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-8114500935176971990</id><published>2008-10-25T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:20:39.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet an AWFUL day =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day didn't really start it out the way I think it would.&lt;br /&gt;Heres what happen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;before I was awake i heard my mom and my sis talking and laughing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOUDLY&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;right outside my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, when i woke up. I was kinda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNOYED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the saturday market over at the Kolombong Giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;During the ride, my grandma annoyed me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVEN MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What a way to start my day ey?&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;my mom brought me and my sisters to go watch High School Musical3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;It was quiet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At least better than High School Musical2.&lt;br /&gt;When I was watching the movie,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt so down for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then I got home and I sat infornt of the laptop and I felt like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I then told my friend about it, so he cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So after that I kinda felt not so moody anymore but still, my tummy and my head still hurts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At night, my bestfriend gave me this youtube link.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to watch it and I did.&lt;br /&gt;It was so freaking funny yet at the same time very "fei" x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhaaa. I don't know what to write already now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-8114500935176971990?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8114500935176971990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=8114500935176971990' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8114500935176971990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/8114500935176971990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiet-awful-day.html' title='Quiet an AWFUL day =('/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3194940188105958800.post-3968944574417564066</id><published>2008-10-20T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:18:58.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realize that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; is not always fun when someone's hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is not to play with.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Break ups&lt;/span&gt;, might wound our heart but it'l just makes us much more stronger than before.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that,&lt;br /&gt;after my break up, I got myself a new &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;I realize that,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;god&lt;/span&gt; do answer my prayers ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3194940188105958800-3968944574417564066?l=lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3968944574417564066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3194940188105958800&amp;postID=3968944574417564066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3968944574417564066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3194940188105958800/posts/default/3968944574417564066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifelessvvaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-d.html' title='My first ;D'/><author><name>Vanessa , chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16337541395329923804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nev6DHmvYow/Tbvd97zc6sI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_pelMo24FNQ/s220/IMG_5174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
