<?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-1502133706963263114</id><updated>2011-09-03T18:01:18.859+08:00</updated><category term='my sick entry'/><category term='her clan.'/><category term='rubies.'/><category term='love'/><category term='daily posts'/><category term='under construction.'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Pieces Of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3413315433026215306</id><published>2010-12-07T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:47:38.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/TP2t3yxuqHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xaI5Xe-L9Ks/s1600/Prince%2526Princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/TP2t3yxuqHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xaI5Xe-L9Ks/s320/Prince%2526Princess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547781490025080946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mikey G, please come back home soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you so bad right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3413315433026215306?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3413315433026215306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/12/mikey-g-please-come-back-home-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3413315433026215306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3413315433026215306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/12/mikey-g-please-come-back-home-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/TP2t3yxuqHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xaI5Xe-L9Ks/s72-c/Prince%2526Princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8230623074937604378</id><published>2010-12-07T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:34:18.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best to be Read at Home - Between Michael George and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Hey babe good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw that today's your last day at work. So does that mean you're gonna start school soon too when you get home to States?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to start this, but I need to get over it. So yeah, here it goes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you, I really really do, trust me on that. But I don't want to get into the way of you and Wyatt. When you said that you should've kept me as a friend, it did hurt me. I have been through enough Michael, emotionally. My baby(Pravina) likes you and so does my sister. Before I met you, I can't feel anything - empty. That's how I managed to be with those douchebags before you for that long. Then you came, and I was telling myself to not let anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know very well, it was a little too late. You asked my sister for permission to bring me out that night! On the same night you promised her you take care of me. Again, I thought that was bullshit, honestly. Then I met you, at your place. And I know the inevitable happened. If you're local, you know what I would say to you right now? It'd be "Cheebye ah, aku da suka kan kau!" which if it were to be translated, "Fuck, I've fallen for you." I missed a whole day of murdering sheeps to go out on a date with you! That pretty much sums up everything I was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm trying to say is, the days spent with you was priceless. I was happy, contented. You made me laugh, you tickled me hard, you squeezed me and squash me till I feel as though my back's breaking and you throw me around. You made me feel again, Mikey. And I thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I've felt all the good things, I don't want to feel the bad ones. I don't wanna go through another heartache. I don't know why I'm so heavy, so insecure right now. And the only possible reason is because I don't want to lose you. Now, that sounds pretty weird but that's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be happy. No, that's a lie. I wanna be happy too. I want you to be happy with your Son. I don't know what's happening right now with you and Cassie in regards to Wyatt. But I really don't want to be the reason why you don't get to see your Son anymore. I care for you, Mikey. I care about how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where this is going between us, but please let me know. The ball is in your side of the court right now. I'll be here for you, baby. No matter what. Just don't leave me hanging. I know you like me, you never fail to remind me every single day while you were in Singapore. But when you told me that you've fallen for me, that took this whole thing to a different level. Now I know you're serious, which made me happy. But right now, you need to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be going back to the States on 14th. And I don't know where you'll be after that. But if this were to continue, between me and you, I'll make sure this long distance thing works out until I save enough money to visit you and meet your mom, that is how much I like you (plus the things I remember about you - like you don't ever take medicines when you're sick, and how you don't really like drinking liquor from the bottle, but you can take shots, and how you're a smoker and not a what's-that-thing-that-adam-took again?). But if it doesn't work out, let's end it in a very clean-no-fighting kinda way. But if you want me to wait until you've sort everything out, talk to your mom, do whatever you gotta do, just let me know. And I'll wait, but please not too long. It's hard enough not seeing you, but not hearing from you? . I am very reasonable and my mindset is very much different from most girls (that's why I don't get along well with them), so it's okay if you gotta be brutally honest with me in regards to what your heart really desire. Like how you wanna be with your family but you have unfortunately fallen for me. I believe things will work out they way you want them to, if you make the right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing, don't leave me hanging. Because I really can't tolerate with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and enjoy with your boys and your friends before you fly back to the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugsandkisses&lt;br /&gt;Your Princess ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: At least now you know something about me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8230623074937604378?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8230623074937604378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-to-be-read-at-home-between-michael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8230623074937604378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8230623074937604378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-to-be-read-at-home-between-michael.html' title='Best to be Read at Home - Between Michael George and Me'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8455905713769297613</id><published>2010-08-25T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:36:54.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where's the Man whom I've loved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is Love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so empty now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanna run away from everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But they are not at fault - NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what should I do now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's no way where we could be like before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that there's a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't even know where he is right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow's school and my heart's not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not in my right mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that I've done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that I'm doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All comes down to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But where is he now, I wonder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And why is he doing this to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it ever so hard for him to tell me what's happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But where is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does he know that I miss him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So badly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't wanna cry myself to sleep tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For once in Two weeks, I want to be able to sleep peacefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be able to go to sleep knowing that he's right there, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That he still do Love Me, and Want Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want that secure feeling that he used to give me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling of being Loved and Protected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my Monster back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sobs sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8455905713769297613?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8455905713769297613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/wheres-man-whom-ive-loved-what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8455905713769297613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8455905713769297613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/wheres-man-whom-ive-loved-what-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6328088335657689865</id><published>2010-08-16T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T00:11:38.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time when I'm with him, I realized that every single time when she calls, he wouldn't talk to her nicely. And for this week alone, I met him for 5 days. :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if he is only with her cos he couldn't say those hurtful words?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if he is only with me cos she don't have the time for him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever it is, I want him to be mine, and only mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6328088335657689865?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6328088335657689865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-time-when-im-with-him-i-realized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6328088335657689865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6328088335657689865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-time-when-im-with-him-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1218363316206725254</id><published>2010-08-14T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T16:49:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have finally bought my fishing stuff. it cost me nearly 40 bucks sia. but its okay. i bought something for Monster as well. the thing like macam cool like that, its a soft jig uhh. but damn cool uh, better than the one we bought at Beach Rd.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about Beach Rd, my crave for Tulang Merah wasn't satisfied last night. Grrrr.. Cos i had Wanton Noodle for buka last night. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight Monster coming over to take his fishing stuff that i've bought for him - for next week's fishing trip. :D Maybe he can belanja me makan eh? Hopefully ah. Today, i dunno what to eat for buka. Cos i'm damn broke boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, fishing/prawning/crabbing is still a hobby of mine. Though I just started, but i've already got the hang of it, cos i have been using Monster's rod and he have been teaching me quite a number of useful stuff actually. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him, Monster. I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1218363316206725254?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1218363316206725254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-finally-bought-my-fishing-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1218363316206725254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1218363316206725254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-finally-bought-my-fishing-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7202035387494481174</id><published>2010-08-07T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T16:42:03.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why monster? why? why cant you make up your mind? why do you keep pulling me in when i'm ready to stand on my own two? why do you ALWAYS have to make me fall for you over and over again? oh, why do i love you so much??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7202035387494481174?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8305762435420107555</id><published>2010-07-03T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:07:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;YOUR WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;IS HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;DISAPPOINTMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8305762435420107555?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8305762435420107555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2335684399576870596</id><published>2010-06-29T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:54:03.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DO I HAVE TO REPEAT THIS AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THAT NO MATTER &lt;b&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/b&gt; HAPPENS - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I WILL &lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUHD IQBAL BIN JAFFAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2335684399576870596?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2335684399576870596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-i-have-to-repeat-this-again-that-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2335684399576870596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that just means that i don't love you anymore right? oh well, but on the downside of it, if i don't think too much, then most probably i won't hurt myself that much right? so now what would i need to do?maybe i would just not text you or call you and see whether you would find for me. if you don't, well that's just it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;droopy eyes but i can't get to sleep. asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-469095696050299107?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/469095696050299107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-i-think-i-think-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT ALL I WANT IS YOUR ATTENTION?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;AND THAT I'VE LOVED YOU UNCONDITIONALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7103222967313414521?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3048656758206283857?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3048656758206283857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1093576286439485103</id><published>2010-06-24T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:21:10.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here I am sitting in my living room, thinking what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I do not know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had it for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cos I'm going Kaplan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there's the Weekends&lt;i&gt;(Bored!)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Monday Tanjong Pagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Truthfully I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;can't wait&lt;/span&gt; for school to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And at the same time I'm also &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; if I were to get a job with Avvenues Pte Ltd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;contented&lt;/span&gt; with what I have right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though they might not be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But somehow deep inside I feel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe that's because of Monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He have been pushing me away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yet pulling me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I should just play along with his games?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or whatever you'd want to call this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, unless I know that this is going to work out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I AM NOT GIVING 100% OF MY HEART TO HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I think I might be the lucky few who've seen him cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And have a short insight of who he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slowly I am beginning to know who the real &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Muhd Iqbal Bin Jaffar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;really is beneath the happy-go-lucky exterior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1093576286439485103?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1093576286439485103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-here-i-am-sitting-in-my-living-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1093576286439485103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1093576286439485103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-here-i-am-sitting-in-my-living-room.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4392385591727989819</id><published>2010-06-13T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:42:38.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not pissed at you cos of the way you treat me.&lt;div&gt;You treat me just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take really good care of me, welfare and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today I woke up feeling pissed at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos when we are supposed to spend time together, you decided to go &lt;i&gt;somewhere else&lt;/i&gt; instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be selfish now, but I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;our&lt;/b&gt; time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't you put that in your priority list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you still have the cheek to say that you are going to be back home by midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this is how it would be if ever I were to be your wife, I don't know how long I could take any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you loved me, but I guess you just don't love me enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not asking for cars or diamonds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just asking for you to be mine, just mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is that ever so hard for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And why in the world would you need someone else if you've already got someone that you care for so much that you couldn't even bear to let her go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, wait. I guess that's another one of your mind games so that I would think that way. Another one of your sweet talking shits eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wished to think that you loved me like no other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there wasn't any hopes from you that I could think that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't know what else to do, how to feel anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just go and die Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4392385591727989819?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4392385591727989819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-not-pissed-at-you-cos-of-way-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4392385591727989819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4392385591727989819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-not-pissed-at-you-cos-of-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8183059750981813666</id><published>2010-06-11T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:55:12.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for him to come back home. In the mean time I do not know what to cook. Pity him later he'll be hungry when he gets back home. But then again I seriously do not know what to cook. Hahaha. And I like my new skin. Very the uber cool. So anyway now I'm watching The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron. Come back home faster &lt;i&gt;Babirusa&lt;/i&gt;. I'm very lonely here. And Kiki is still missing. :( So anyhoos I don't have any plans today. I don't know what to do. And I don't know where to go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Faster Come Back Home BabiRusa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8183059750981813666?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8183059750981813666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting-for-him-to-come-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8183059750981813666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8183059750981813666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting-for-him-to-come-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3773730589624612838</id><published>2010-06-09T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:58:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am counting down the hours to 2300hours tomorrow night. (ooh btw I wanna watch Drop Dead Diva on TV first)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monstaaah! I love you la. Hahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoos come tomorrow night, Hallelujah! It's time to PARTAAAY! Yipeedee doo! I am super fucking-ly excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm missing quite a number of people. Well, q huge number of people have gone missing from my Life. But hey, that's okay! They'll come back. And I'll find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to the topic.  Yay. Monster nak go JB on Friday. :/ Ok la. So long he happy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3773730589624612838?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3773730589624612838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-counting-down-hours-to-2300hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3773730589624612838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3773730589624612838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-counting-down-hours-to-2300hours.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6881784102201835414</id><published>2010-06-06T14:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T14:49:10.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffles Cough Cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been sick for the past 3 days. *sniffles* And every single night for the past 2 nights Monstaah have been calling me but I did not pick his calls up cos I was already in a very deep sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sorry baby, cos I wasn't feeling too well for the past few days."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am counting down the days! YAY! I can't wait for the adventures to come. So awesome-ly cool! It's going to be super fun to be able to spend almost a week with Monstaaaah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: HAPPY 20TH PRAVINA BITCH! I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU SOMEDAY NEXT WEEK YAH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/TAtEUeBiboI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FTb0STJ9tFc/s320/IMGP1386.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479548490073927298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love You Bitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6881784102201835414?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6881784102201835414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/sniffles-cough-cough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6881784102201835414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6881784102201835414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/sniffles-cough-cough.html' title='Sniffles Cough Cough'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/TAtEUeBiboI/AAAAAAAAAJs/FTb0STJ9tFc/s72-c/IMGP1386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4309360125662461867</id><published>2010-06-01T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:04:27.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>Work was okay. I came back really happy from work - but of course pretty much tired. Kamal gave me a Pink and White Rose from the event just now. Hah! Totally unexpected. And I'm getting used to taking care of the whole Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's alone from opening till closing. Oh well. But I still prefer the Banquet Team or the Bongo Team. I work with Aunties sia at B&amp;amp;J - I'm not saying that it's a bad thing, just that I've got no idea what to talk to them. LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I thought I was  going to go home peacefully. Well everything was peaceful until I reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodness! Wake up la the two of you. You guys are fucking MATURE enough to settle things on your own. I mean you guys have got your own family and children so please stop making things so fucking obvious! And so what if she doesn't wanna answer your question?! You are the Man, make her answer your questions! And don't just because of one failed try, you're trying to bring me into the problem, asking me to find out what the hell is wrong with the both of you! C'mon la. Fucking grow up la can please! For your and Our own good! It's your problem. And the last person you wanna ask for help is ME! I am barely making it in my own life and you're making it worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna run, far away from them. I don't want them to depend on me just to get THEIR adult problem to get solved. Go fucking talk between the two of you! Go to a fucking marriage counsel or something! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4309360125662461867?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4309360125662461867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4309360125662461867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4309360125662461867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/06/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4934563201053909593</id><published>2010-05-22T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:35:26.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4934563201053909593?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4934563201053909593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-you-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4934563201053909593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4934563201053909593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-you-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-73802939038127241</id><published>2010-05-20T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T20:16:32.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>I was on my way home from work and I was having this particular conversation with a friend. And that conversation makes me miss you more Dear One. And I have to admit that I really do. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-73802939038127241?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/73802939038127241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/73802939038127241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/73802939038127241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3178632492523727619</id><published>2010-05-18T16:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:32:37.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S_JKwsbmvsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TBak1k8c5IA/s1600/Loves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S_JKwsbmvsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TBak1k8c5IA/s320/Loves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472518697629695682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Man I Love. This Man, seriously. The same. But this Man makes me happy in Life. Nonetheless, this Man is the same as the other 3 (or 4?).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, I Love this Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess God made me this obstacle for the 4th time running because He didn't want me to give up? Eh? What say you? Just don't leave me, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3178632492523727619?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3178632492523727619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3178632492523727619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3178632492523727619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-man.html' title='This Man'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S_JKwsbmvsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TBak1k8c5IA/s72-c/Loves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1502418921741568694</id><published>2010-04-21T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:34:53.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like to lie. I can never lie to my Boyf. I suck so much in lying that I need to reveal the truth ASAP. Not really the truth but only part of the truth. There are things that he don't need to know, you see. ;) Well either way, I am still gonna fetch him from his work place tonight at 9pm. KaySiaow. But okay la. Miss him what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1502418921741568694?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1502418921741568694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-like-to-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1502418921741568694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1502418921741568694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-like-to-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8826150974657374916</id><published>2010-04-04T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:49:31.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM AN ALCOHOLIC UNDEFINED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8826150974657374916?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8826150974657374916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-alcoholic-undefined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8826150974657374916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8826150974657374916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-alcoholic-undefined.html' title='I AM AN ALCOHOLIC UNDEFINED.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5999707196352648973</id><published>2010-04-01T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:18:29.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S7Ry0wltUVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IwM7fv28iNg/s1600/23549_415623745434_528365434_5651597_854713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S7Ry0wltUVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IwM7fv28iNg/s320/23549_415623745434_528365434_5651597_854713_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455111299374338386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY! happy happy me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-5999707196352648973?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5999707196352648973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/yay-happy-happy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5999707196352648973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5999707196352648973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/04/yay-happy-happy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S7Ry0wltUVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IwM7fv28iNg/s72-c/23549_415623745434_528365434_5651597_854713_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6147298844819762844</id><published>2010-03-24T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T00:07:27.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anA9Wl-rFKQ/SaajuhaTBrI/AAAAAAAAANE/LxISt-sVZsw/s400/Hug_Road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anA9Wl-rFKQ/SaajuhaTBrI/AAAAAAAAANE/LxISt-sVZsw/s400/Hug_Road.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is for you to &lt;b&gt;Hold Me Tight and Never Let Me Go&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is for you to have the &lt;b&gt;courage&lt;/b&gt; to go through this together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is for you to believe that &lt;b&gt;WE&lt;/b&gt; can, &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is for you to have faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in yourself, not in me, but in &lt;b&gt;US&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of things to say to you, dear boyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things like  I don't really mind your mind-fucking games. Its just that sometimes it turns into &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;heart-fucking games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And that sucked. Big time. I love you Sayang, and I don't want you to change and stop all these funny games that you are playing, giving me clues and sorts. Because we had fun that way, our own unique way. &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; for every 2-3 days you keep on playing with my heart (and feelings), i also cannot &lt;i&gt;tahan&lt;/i&gt;. Please do not tell me that you can?? -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Baskerville, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(55, 44, 36); "&gt;"3. You respect him. You don’t want to change the essence of who he is. There may be stuff that irritates you in everyday life — he insists on wearing his favorite holey T-shirt, he eats sugar cereal for dinner, he still watches Saturday morning cartoons — but you like him, plain and simple."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- from my own tumblr post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats how much I don't want you to change. Get it Bitch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And I miss you, I really do. :( I miss your voice, I miss your texts, I miss your lips. I just miss everything about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simple enough you should just read my tumblr post under the Title :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossingroads.tumblr.com/page/8"&gt;15 Signs that You're Meant To Be Together.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scroll down till you get the Title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do want this to work out, I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6147298844819762844?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6147298844819762844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6147298844819762844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6147298844819762844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-ever.html' title='Don&apos;t Ever.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anA9Wl-rFKQ/SaajuhaTBrI/AAAAAAAAANE/LxISt-sVZsw/s72-c/Hug_Road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3861646221753777696</id><published>2010-03-19T00:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:12:15.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things that I am looking forward to w.i.e:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sentosa with Mr Idiot.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Batam with my Cousins.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ungu at City Plaza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ungu's Mega Concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Movies to watch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;How To Train Your Dragon&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;When in Rome&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shrek Forever After&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex &amp;amp; The City 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eclipse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Step Up 3-D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nanny Mcphee and the Big Bang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resident Evil: Afterlife 3-D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jackass 3-D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw VII&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah omg. that's like a whole list la. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3861646221753777696?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3861646221753777696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-that-i-am-looking-forward-to-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3861646221753777696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3861646221753777696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-that-i-am-looking-forward-to-w.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4824977344826513123</id><published>2010-03-16T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:43:57.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A note to Ii</title><content type='html'>I asked Ii yesterday, "What would you answer if there's anyone were to ask when is our anniversary?" And there was this one looooong awkward moment between me and him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*crick crick crick*&lt;/span&gt; In which he finally answered "7th March." Hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth even I do not know when we officially got together. And that's because that no questions were being asked. Funny huh? Funnier part? Is that I've met him &lt;b&gt;3 years back&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;waaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; before I met Fifi &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Zaidi. Cool eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sometimes reminds me of Abang, cos Abang don't take spicy food as well. Just like my dear boyy. Hehe. :) He is &lt;i&gt;ze&lt;/i&gt; best ever. Though there are many times that he never fail to make me think and make me afraid of the "What &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;IFs&lt;/span&gt;" questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is what I'll say to you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Boyy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I do get scared when you post those questions to me - right in the face. And I know it's because that you are the straight-forward type of person (just like Abang). But sometimes I get so scared that I would start thinking that you do actually mean what you are saying. You said, and you told me not to give in. But I'm so sick and tired of getting hurt and having unneccessary fights that sometimes I would just wanna let go and run away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be only 19, but I am sick and tired of all the fucking around, playing a fool, getting hurt in this never-ending game. I am tired of all that, you know? And its true ahh, I'm like hoping to settle down soon. And the fact that I'm already 19 makes it worse la. Though initially I thought of not getting married, cos I'm really scared of the commitment. But if God willing, and I were to get married, I would most prolly be getting married at the age of 24, or somewhere around there - not too old, not too young, just nice. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am falling head over heels for my current boyy here, right now. And I really love that feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Boyy, I Do Love You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4824977344826513123?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4824977344826513123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/note-to-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4824977344826513123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4824977344826513123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/note-to-ii.html' title='A note to Ii'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-496926165467111947</id><published>2010-03-11T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:42:37.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2009/6/samsung-b7610-louvre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.ubergizmo.com/photos/2009/6/samsung-b7610-louvre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-496926165467111947?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/496926165467111947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/496926165467111947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/496926165467111947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5415982827549047073</id><published>2010-03-03T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:51:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck march.</title><content type='html'>it's half way through the week and it seems that this week is a pretty week for me! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday 27/02/10: met fid with my very the selekeh clothes. haha. we went to VIVO kan? and shopped at Cotton On. bave, i still want that 10 bucks thingy. doc says my blood sugar is low and so she forced me to eat. haha. had mee soto, but tak habis. ISHK! the  after all the shopping (in which we didnt have much to shop for) it was fid's turn to eat. she had fried rice loh. and at the end of the day i had like 2 teh tarik. eh mateen biler nak gi minum teh tarik lagi?? so after that fid drooped at my place. it was like a fucking last minute thing la. hahaha. and (un)fortunately i had her to ask Ii to come down and meet us. FUCK LA. fucking damn funny la. okay, shall keep it to the three of us. then okay la. we all chatted till 0500am. :) miss you bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday 28/02/10: was supposed to go drinking with the rest but (un)fortunately i made plans with Ii. was quite last minute too. had a walk at boat quay and also supper there. had a couple of drinks and also quite a long chit chat la. haha. but that's about it. was awesome though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday 01/03/10: i had work and it was 1300hrs to 2100hrs. i only go out at about 2130hrs la. hahaha. talked to Mateen for a while at checkpoint and when i was about to go home somebody asked "you never wait for me ah? why go back home so early?" goodness, how i wished i could wiat for you la. but i'm like working morning the next day la deyy. so anyhoos, my presentation was A-okay. ;) yay to me. reach work and was talking to Abang Zul about school and stuff. haha. :) happy happy me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday 02/03/10: Morning shift shit la. then followed my guys to make their security pass. and then met up with Fid and we went shopping again. to bugis street. and i bought paris hilton siren. hahaha. best! and then we met up with Ii and we had dinner at arab st. fucking hungry la sia. then we split up and the rest is history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-5415982827549047073?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5415982827549047073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuck-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i need to find comfort in somebody, as soon as possible, but i don't know who. i don't know whether to trust them, or are they playing the same game. i don't really know what is going on but i just realised that the person that you might trust the most, though for however long you know the person, he/she might just stabbed you in the back. and this is just because he/she thought somebody else was talking about them. and i don't know whether what they said is true that they're just out there to get me. and some might even hate me, but seriously i do not know what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really do get me thinking. and this really scare me alot. like i do not know wat am i going to do for my next move and what is the right step and so forth. it's killing me slowly and i hate it. please help me god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to talk to about this but i do not know whoto trust now. i need my girls now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-tight-slap-on-my-face-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4810656752900621207</id><published>2010-02-08T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:15:11.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.cutebreak.com/kittenkiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://media.cutebreak.com/kittenkiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wondercomments.com/i_love_you/i_love_you_comment_35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.wondercomments.com/i_love_you/i_love_you_comment_35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1502133706963263114-4810656752900621207?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4810656752900621207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4810656752900621207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4810656752900621207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1790499969987686218</id><published>2010-02-08T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:28:11.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogigo.de/Tonight/entry/2/Kiss..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 497px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.blogigo.de/Tonight/entry/2/Kiss..jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kiss me like how you used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3544/3533355659_2174549837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 403px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3544/3533355659_2174549837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do love you, mister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1790499969987686218?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1790499969987686218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-kiss-me-like-how-you-used-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1790499969987686218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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can be so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;did you know?&lt;br /&gt;that boyA read my tumblr posts and thought that it was for him.&lt;br /&gt;when it was all along for boyB.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stupid or what?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, &lt;em&gt;BODOH NAK MAMPOS&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2563063798181616879?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2563063798181616879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehe-i-seriously-dont-think-guys-can-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2563063798181616879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2563063798181616879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehe-i-seriously-dont-think-guys-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3360732434253228459</id><published>2010-01-14T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:37:06.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shakpwner.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/man-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 530px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://shakpwner.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/man-crying.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S08rEHnleCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3TmB5SE2l38/s1600-h/CryingChildEye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426603425769289762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S08rEHnleCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3TmB5SE2l38/s400/CryingChildEye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sad, now all i can do is to hope that our path will cross tomorrow. or he will be waiting for me at the ch*******t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear abang, i miss you so much. please cure my heart from this disastrous feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/S08rEHnleCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3TmB5SE2l38/s72-c/CryingChildEye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2764952678463095187</id><published>2009-12-25T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:25:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semakin RENDAH!</title><content type='html'>i was down at the lobby,&lt;br /&gt;when a colleague came up to me and started talking.&lt;br /&gt;we came to a point where the malay language is being discussed and used;&lt;br /&gt;and the elder colleague said something like this,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;padi semakin tunduk, semakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...?"&lt;br /&gt;and i answered "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;rendah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONFIDENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i got it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;hahs, paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;and then started the conversation of languages.&lt;br /&gt;malu sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when that particular colleague of mine started talking,&lt;br /&gt;i felt so ashamed that i'm a malay, but i can't even speak proper malay!&lt;br /&gt;damn shit! that really caught me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; faced, mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais, seriously la. not good. not good.&lt;br /&gt;but to me malay language is hard lor!&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EXCUSES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAHLYNN ADER ADER AJER TAU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can i cry and maki out loud now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2764952678463095187?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2764952678463095187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/semakin-rendah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2764952678463095187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT ABANG, AND NOT YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8802550329822264508?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8802550329822264508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-abang-and-not-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8802550329822264508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;period.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7436212118494254247?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7436212118494254247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-such-time-to-update-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7436212118494254247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7436212118494254247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-have-such-time-to-update-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1462317256415500732</id><published>2009-12-22T02:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:53:22.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Books/Pix/pictures/2007/02/14/APAnilDayal_heart460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Books/Pix/pictures/2007/02/14/APAnilDayal_heart460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you, i love you, i want you and i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will continue on till it is supposed to end.&lt;br /&gt;i want you with me, i want you to be by my side when i need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to hear your heart &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pumping&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and i want to hear your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;breath of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel your chest going in and out, breathing ever so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;i want to lie beside you and talk about anything from my education to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its those little things that made me want to spend more time with you.&lt;br /&gt;with each little passing moments that we have shared together,&lt;br /&gt;its not those big outings that we had that made me crave for your more.&lt;br /&gt;its those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;little moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that we share together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those moments that other people never appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know when they are, cos i dont get to spend my whole life with you.&lt;br /&gt;and so its those little conversations that we have with each other despite where we are,&lt;br /&gt;those shy smiles that we gave to each other, in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;discreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its those small tokens that we passed to each other,&lt;br /&gt;while others may think its just normal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but with each small &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tokens i passed to you,&lt;br /&gt;i think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do care. please let me. even if it will hurt me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1462317256415500732?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1462317256415500732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1462317256415500732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1462317256415500732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7261924290398666877</id><published>2009-05-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:22:23.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye.</title><content type='html'>no shit. lappie crashed! haha. seriously. don't ever wanna go back home again. serious. period. nobody is ever gonna stop me. no fuck. not feeling it right now. anyone who read this blog of  mine, anything just gimme a text at my cell. cos the next time i'm gonna be online to post anymore shits that have been happening in my life will be... GOD KNOWS WHEN. okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you vey much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7261924290398666877?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7261924290398666877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7261924290398666877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7261924290398666877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/bye.html' title='bye.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2228940875692984864</id><published>2009-05-12T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:34:40.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay, is it me. or is it me? am i getting sick byday or is it just imagining? my head's in a spin and everything's gone blur. my tummy is in constant brawl to the toilet. and my shoulder is not helping at all. my leg is swollen now like one huge ostrich egg. i can't even breathe properly. seriosly, am i going to die soon or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my constant heavy breathing is not helping at all. seriously. its driving me nuts. this thing have been going on and off ever since last year. and it sucks really big time. i really hate to be sick. maybe i really need to go to the doc soon. seriously la... this thing is making my head spin like crazy. and makes my vision blur everytime i stand up. or maybe its low blood pressure?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nie... da mcm org tua. nkalah org tua yang healthy. hehe. da la da la. nak gi rest nie. kalau tak, mampos jugak aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2228940875692984864?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2228940875692984864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-is-it-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2228940875692984864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2228940875692984864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-is-it-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3573691153104022538</id><published>2009-05-11T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:53:31.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just want this to end,&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants to go out with me and set me straight? looking forward to thursday. i don't know what to do, seriously. i envy those who are happy. can anyone make me happy like i was before? can i drink and forget everything that has ever happen to me in the past few months? can i just crawl into a dark hole and never come out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i die, who will cry for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want someone who can love me with all his heart and make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3573691153104022538?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3573691153104022538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-want-this-to-end-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3573691153104022538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3573691153104022538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-just-want-this-to-end-please.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5232711170424205372</id><published>2009-05-10T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:34:59.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mummy made us this honeyed cornflakes which we all like.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: the bruise aint getting any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7626576389203638530</id><published>2009-05-10T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:13:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEDIH LA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3yVZVZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6vMiculMtTs/s1600-h/Freak%40003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3yVZVZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6vMiculMtTs/s400/Freak%40003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333903388559627666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3zWtFyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PEQZmCWTMoU/s1600-h/Freak%40002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3zWtFyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PEQZmCWTMoU/s400/Freak%40002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333903388833552162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3mOcWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/od7o7CykgZk/s1600-h/Freak%40001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3mOcWEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/od7o7CykgZk/s400/Freak%40001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333903385309239362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXSt0_bRGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kwp4QP5RCaA/s1600-h/Freak%40000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXSt0_bRGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kwp4QP5RCaA/s400/Freak%40000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333901018450838626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that is all i could say for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7626576389203638530?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7626576389203638530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/pedih-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7626576389203638530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7626576389203638530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/pedih-la.html' title='PEDIH LA!'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SgXU3yVZVZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6vMiculMtTs/s72-c/Freak%40003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1181570716835577326</id><published>2009-05-08T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:12:34.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know whasts up ehh. maybe its just that people don't like to see me happy. and seriously, i'm having a fucking huge problem here. i don't like to share my things with people - and that includes my own siblings. but what the hell. this must be one of my bad mood. *moodswings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. and so asma found me at last! we should hang out together babe - i mean since now i don't mind going to east side. like serious, west da takder pape seyys. lucky her she've found the right guy. but for me... hehe. once you get close to me, you'll find out girl. ;) da dgr cite, kepala boleh pecah, SERIOUS. i tak bedek seyys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer tomorrow. damn excited. plus, lala's birthday. wee. but still, *sighs*. i feel like a loner now. i just want to go school everyday so that i'll be around people who i can talk to freely. do school projects like nobody's business and stop thinking of other things. i need to get a job, PRONTO! but but stupid double bay bar didn't even call me up. i put my hipes up high for them. waste my bloody time. schould work somewhere in the west or maybe town area. just to keep my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think guy? any suggestions on where should i work? no SB or CBTL okies. been there, done that. i wanna work night. or maybe something that can slot into my wacky time-table now. like serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am so enjoying school right now that i don't ever want school to end. i mean, yes, we're doing nothing. but seriously. it helps me keep my mind off things. like huge time. and so i better go now. in search of my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any candidates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i smell of him-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1181570716835577326?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1181570716835577326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-whasts-up-ehh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1181570716835577326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1181570716835577326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-whasts-up-ehh.html' title=''/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-446190970762499927</id><published>2009-05-06T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:21:39.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sadistic Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seriously, at this point of time i'm wishing that i have lots more to do in terms of project work. cos it really takes my mind off things that shouldn't be in my head in the first place. seriously. but hey, at least i'm not stressed because of school. that's good, right? only god knows what i''m feeling actually. lose hope on everything. just feel like giving up. there isn't any much faith in me to keep me living. i hate the world. i hate everyone. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-446190970762499927?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/446190970762499927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/sadistic-post.html#comment-form' title='0 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girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/Sf7-EfAHd2I/AAAAAAAAAII/sZhvGXbGMhk/s1600-h/IMGP1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 531px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/Sf7-EfAHd2I/AAAAAAAAAII/sZhvGXbGMhk/s400/IMGP1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331978361848166242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These girls i miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3079060303119763822?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3079060303119763822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/Sf7-EfAHd2I/AAAAAAAAAII/sZhvGXbGMhk/s72-c/IMGP1471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2839033512993137019</id><published>2009-05-02T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:53:14.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>it couldn't get any better than this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ohkays, it's been two days now that i have been smilimg and blushing at the name of two guys. hees. life have been perfectly awesome. i'm back to my old self. getting my face all red everytime when we start talking about Pasha from Ungu band. no, like serious. according to Ninie, who slept over at my place yesterday, my face turned all red everytime we were talking about him. haha. and i start to smile widely like he's just right there infront of me. ouh, how awesome would that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so motivated to go to Indonesia now, just to find him or some equally hot Indonesian teenage/adult guy. i mean they are so frigging good looking. god knows what i'll do with them. hehe. and and besides, Ariel is hot too. plus also that singer form the band Titans. ouh why must they be all so handsome and good looking? *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. and as for the other guy.. hehe. makes me motivated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; to just go to school. i am happy this way. thank god for him. but he'll only be with us for only a few weeks.. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* but till then imma attend school like it'll be the last thing for me to do in my life. especially on SW days. and when we get to play soccer even though it'll only be after class have been dismissed. but still.. its better than nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i hafta get back to viewing Pasha's candid photos. Laterz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2839033512993137019?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2839033512993137019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-couldnt-get-any-better-than-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2839033512993137019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2839033512993137019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-couldnt-get-any-better-than-this.html' title='it couldn&apos;t get any better than this.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5469328784324292618</id><published>2009-04-26T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:46:47.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grocery shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mann, i followed my mom for grocery shooping like two nights ago. stocked up on my redbull (which is like 9 cans!) and not forgetting my OREOS! bought this wheat and honey nestum which i miss eating and Meiji milk. and and also my tofu-wrapped crispy chicken and kinder bueno. hehe. it was pretty awesome actually. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday went to Pravina's workplace and slacked there before meeting the rest at Bugis. no really, am not into shisha babe. just sit there for like half an hour before returning back to Prav's workplace to pick her up. and she was sick, like damn fucking sick la. so we talked and chill at the bridge while she was eating her ice cream bread from the uncle next to us. hehe. and then Rafidah called us saying that if we want she could accompany us. haha. i could go home OR stay and not go home and meet Fid up. but hell, i stink mann that night. with all my sweats. i could literally smell myself in the bus. haha. i do hope there's time for the three of us next week. but fuck la. i'm going to be fucking busy sia. nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. and i will be working with jegan starting from next week. hahs. miss him loads. oh and btw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I CUT BANGS&lt;/span&gt;!!! awesome awesome. i love my new look. pretty much japanese cina. =) am happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta go and shower now i guess. loads of projects to finish up and hell no, babe. i do love you. hearts and kisses to those who deserve it. hehes.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM SUPER EXCITED AND MOTIVATED TO GO TO SCHOOL COS OF OUR CUTE SW TEACHER AND THIS CUTE JUNIOR OF OURS WHO WE CAN SEE EVERY SINGLE DAY! YAY TO CUTE GUYS BEING THE MOTIVATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-5469328784324292618?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5469328784324292618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/grocery-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5469328784324292618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5469328784324292618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/grocery-shopping.html' title='grocery shopping.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4369446359223622397</id><published>2009-04-14T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:06:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ditched it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some asses. just don't get it. anyhoos, holidays was AWESOME! haas. with lots of drinking, drama(s) and basically bitching. hehe. i miss my GFs. god damn you guys. haha. we're so tight that no one can ever bring us apart. made a new friend that now i'm currently close to. and besides now i'm effing single AND available. but hey, i don't want a date right now. cos for all i know i just want to enjoy life right now. haha. its my time of the year babes. and i don't wanna listen to any guys saying NO to me clubbing, drinking or smoking. cos fuck guys. they're just a pain in the ass ALL THE FUCKING TIME. i know. damn shit ehh. haha. guys guys. what right do they have over me right now. huh? SATURDAY BABY. i'll be at DXO. hehe. and hey, i'm so wishing for some other cool clubs to enter when the right time comes. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, sorry. i was looking at The Arena's Absolut Beauty. hehe. :) seriously, i can't wait. haha. YAY! at damn fucking last luh. i get to club. yipee! awesome , awesome. haha. anyway, i better get going to sleep now. leg's a fucking pain in the ass. no shit about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4369446359223622397?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4369446359223622397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ditched-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4369446359223622397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4369446359223622397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ditched-it.html' title='ditched it.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-269721776791373070</id><published>2009-03-23T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:34:46.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>coming to the end of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;WEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday to my friends, shikin(17), khaleed&amp;amp;dahnial(16).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and March, by far the worst month of this new year. but i'm hopeful for the better. hees. i'm pretty much sure come April things will at least be a wee bit different. hopefully. missing my baby and hunny right now. can't wait to meet them soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing much to blog about right now except for Desaru Getaway was a pretty much needed escape route for me and last Saturday was sucha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turn-off&lt;/span&gt;! can't wait to get down and dirtayy at the beach soon, since the weather is looking pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i think i had enough of rebelling for now. and its time for me to tone down abit until my big day comes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! but i'm not really looking forward to it as i've got no concrete plan on what to do and who to spend it with except for my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my LJ is taking prettayy long to upload a picture! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt;* need to get more food in my body. need to be happy for me. i'm now living off my needs, wants and demands. ohkayy, i better go shower and get my long awaited rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-269721776791373070?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/269721776791373070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-to-end-of-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/269721776791373070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/269721776791373070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/coming-to-end-of-march.html' title='coming to the end of March'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7921646203042014553</id><published>2009-03-20T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:42:28.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>my [advanced] 18th wishlist! - updated!</title><content type='html'>okay. and so my birthday is coming up REALLY soon. EGG-CITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really want baileys and coke!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want my loved ones with me for my birthday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want an external hard drive baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DRESSES!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HEELS!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M.A.C make up kit honeys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want wonderful pictures to be taken (its a must!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;the top is my then birthday wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;but things happen and i don't really ask for much on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;i just want those who i love with me, to celebrate my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;certain people like fid and prav. and HYM. yeah, you.&lt;br /&gt;but no worries.&lt;br /&gt;i think for this birthday, my biggest and most meaningful, most loved present will be priceless.&lt;br /&gt;and its not bought.&lt;br /&gt;i already know what is it because i've been told.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll cherish every second i have with my present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i'm getting emotional here.&lt;br /&gt;but thats because i miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7921646203042014553?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7921646203042014553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-advanced-18th-wishlist-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7921646203042014553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7921646203042014553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-advanced-18th-wishlist-updated.html' title='my [advanced] 18th wishlist! - updated!'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4343544890667550484</id><published>2009-03-19T06:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:58:24.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alasanmu</title><content type='html'>Ikhlasnya hati sering kali disalah erti&lt;br /&gt;Tulusnya budi tidak pernah engkau hargai&lt;br /&gt;Berlalu pergi dengan kelukaan ini&lt;br /&gt;Ku mengalah,ku bersabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertentang mata seolah olah tiada apa&lt;br /&gt;Berpaling muka ada saja yang tidak kena&lt;br /&gt;Mencari sebab serta alasan yang kukuh&lt;br /&gt;Supaya tercapai hajatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manis di bibir memutar kata&lt;br /&gt;Malah kau tuduh akulah segala penyebabnya&lt;br /&gt;Siapa terlena pastinya terpukau&lt;br /&gt;Pujukmu,rayumu,suaramu yang menagih simpati dan harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau pastinya tersenyum dengan pengunduran diriku&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi bagiku pula suatu ketenangan&lt;br /&gt;Andainya kita terus bersama belum tentu kita bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Selagi tidak kau ubah cara hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada rahmatnya bila tidak lagi bersama&lt;br /&gt;Terasa jauh diriku ini dengan dosa&lt;br /&gt;Ku tinggalmu walau tanpa kerelaan yang nyata&lt;br /&gt;Kau tidak berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertentang mata seolah olah tiada apa&lt;br /&gt;Berpaling muka ada saja yang tidak kena&lt;br /&gt;Mencari sebab serta alasan yang kukuh&lt;br /&gt;Supaya tercapai hajatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manis di bibir memutar kata&lt;br /&gt;Malah kau tuduh akulah segala penyebabnya&lt;br /&gt;Siapa terlena pastinya terpukau&lt;br /&gt;Pujukmu,rayumu,suaramu yang menagih simpati dan harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engkau pastinya tersenyum dengan pengunduran diriku&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi bagiku pula suatu ketenangan&lt;br /&gt;Andainya kita terus bersama belum tentu kita bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Selagi tidak kau ubah cara hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katalah apa yang kau ingin&lt;br /&gt;Selagi kau dapat berkata&lt;br /&gt;Memang begitu sikapmu semenjak dahulu&lt;br /&gt;Andainya kita terus bersama belum tentu kita bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Selagi tidak kau ubah cara hidupmu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4343544890667550484?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4343544890667550484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/alasanmu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4343544890667550484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4343544890667550484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/alasanmu.html' title='alasanmu'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4988795095349388947</id><published>2009-03-19T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:58:34.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>numb.</title><content type='html'>i'm just so numb i don't know what to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy when i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time when i'm all alone, nothing ever feels right.&lt;br /&gt;not now, not ever.&lt;br /&gt;not until i get things straight and get all the answers that i want.&lt;br /&gt;not until i know what is actually going on in your head, and in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;not until this heart of mine is free of the pain that it aches so much i feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;not until i get you back in my life, loving you like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because baby, i still love you and i don't want to let you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4988795095349388947?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4988795095349388947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/numb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4988795095349388947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4988795095349388947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/03/numb.html' title='numb.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8279295047856748678</id><published>2009-02-26T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:38:49.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>welcome back, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's Nothing Between Me&amp;amp;Zaidi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. there you go.&lt;br /&gt;fucking free from all the fucking fights that we have been having every single fucking nights!&lt;br /&gt;heart pain, yes. sad, NO!&lt;br /&gt;damn shits all the stupid things that have been happening to me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't give a fucking shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i need to regain back my self independance.&lt;br /&gt;nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have truly lost myself somewhere along that 1 year line.&lt;br /&gt;and its time for me to get back on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;straightened my backbone.&lt;br /&gt;and walk with my head up high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye, dependant Fahlynni.&lt;br /&gt;welcome back, independant Fahlynni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8279295047856748678?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8279295047856748678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-back-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8279295047856748678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8279295047856748678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-back-love.html' title='welcome back, love.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8959102566726861822</id><published>2009-02-24T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:20:42.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>worse than the messiest thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i dunno and i give up. i don't know what is the truth and what is not. life is in such a mess right now. i'm sorry baby for this. i''ll make it up to you. and so nabeh cibai. i think i can just concentrate on my exams right now. lets hold this off till i finish my exams.  i dunno whether to believe or not. my head, my life, my thinking - its all in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell. for you. months ago. i should've listen to them. but you know what? your mouth gets the better of me. nabeh cibai. let me think. you're not fighting with your parents, somehow you are just avoiding me. why? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want to commit suicide i cried for you. because i really thought it was real. and also because i loved and care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i do not know what else to do okay? because im in such a mess right now. nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be good if human beings don't need to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8959102566726861822?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8959102566726861822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/worse-than-messiest-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8959102566726861822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8959102566726861822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/worse-than-messiest-thing.html' title='worse than the messiest thing.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3040404480182988897</id><published>2009-02-24T04:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:44:28.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>study session went wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay, after school was STUDY, STUDY, STUDY (right)! i did some revisions. but it was only a page or two. what do you expect? it was straight after school. and i was smiling my biggest smile all the way! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only HB knows why. i'm proud of you!&lt;/span&gt;* and so anyway, i just realised that if ever i wanna study outside, NO CAMERAS ARE ALLOWED. dammit. cos this was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMJJWpl9yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3ckgNNuNwJA/s1600-h/IMGP1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMJJWpl9yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3ckgNNuNwJA/s320/IMGP1139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306094842276083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my hair's such a distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMJr84HUJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/w2wNqVtdFkY/s1600-h/IMGP1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMJr84HUJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/w2wNqVtdFkY/s320/IMGP1151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306095436653088914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;though not alot of snaps, but seriously. i will not bring my camera when i know i'm going out to STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-akusetanorang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3040404480182988897?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3040404480182988897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/study-session-went-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3040404480182988897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3040404480182988897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/study-session-went-wrong.html' title='study session went wrong.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMJJWpl9yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3ckgNNuNwJA/s72-c/IMGP1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6299105700972659937</id><published>2009-02-24T04:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:30:32.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>HB as how we all are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMB4xe706I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2ChmttsFbZc/s1600-h/IMGP1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMB4xe706I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2ChmttsFbZc/s320/IMGP1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306086860839965602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school nowadays is such a chore. but thanks to the guys in class, they make going to school at least at tad better. and so the above picture is my part-time boyfriend, firdaus. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syg, esk gi school okay?&lt;/span&gt;" hehehe. school yesterday was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-kay&lt;/span&gt;. we didnt do anything much. except for housekeeping theory for the first period and sales&amp;amp;marketing. other then that, we're not having anything. so between 9am-4pm, we only had like 3 hours of studying. lol. for the rest of the hours, we camwhored. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as per normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMDW5Lo8OI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/P42PBENzw7k/s1600-h/IMGP1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMDW5Lo8OI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/P42PBENzw7k/s320/IMGP1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306088477814223074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me&amp;amp;eswary damn fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMDw6gY16I/AAAAAAAAAGY/anbtWf-37dA/s1600-h/IMGP1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMDw6gY16I/AAAAAAAAAGY/anbtWf-37dA/s320/IMGP1101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306088924846282658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after the 'coke' session. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMEJUSVQEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/YkuNDWBUbkc/s1600-h/IMGP1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMEJUSVQEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/YkuNDWBUbkc/s320/IMGP1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306089344083509314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maddy&amp;amp;ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMF5n1a_aI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4JA3KQX0nO0/s1600-h/IMGP1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMF5n1a_aI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4JA3KQX0nO0/s320/IMGP1125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306091273476308386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eidel has a fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; crush on this dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and so that was just part of it, anything you could just view my multiply. and if i haven't upload it by the time you're viewing my multiply site, apologies apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay for the next post will be during my study session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1502133706963263114-6299105700972659937?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6299105700972659937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/hb-as-how-we-all-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6299105700972659937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6299105700972659937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/hb-as-how-we-all-are.html' title='HB as how we all are.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaMB4xe706I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2ChmttsFbZc/s72-c/IMGP1112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-225709658012124019</id><published>2009-02-22T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:50:41.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>housekeeping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaEs_0jBnTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gDxIMsI_hPA/s1600-h/Da+boring+blaja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaEs_0jBnTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gDxIMsI_hPA/s320/Da+boring+blaja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305571310968085810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what happens when i study when the sun is up. this is what happens when i study alone at home. boring or what. i wanna go out, dammit. anyway, i've yet to published my really advanced birthday gift from nyai. yipeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-225709658012124019?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/225709658012124019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/housekeeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/225709658012124019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/225709658012124019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/housekeeping.html' title='housekeeping.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaEs_0jBnTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gDxIMsI_hPA/s72-c/Da+boring+blaja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1290224713544873051</id><published>2009-02-22T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:03:43.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under construction.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>"vampiry"</title><content type='html'>dammint.&lt;br /&gt;this few days i'm feeling very "vampiry".&lt;br /&gt;- i f that's even a word uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i'm chatting with aidil now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;OLD BOY, AIDIL. *you know i know ah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so anyway, nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at 5 plus sia.&lt;br /&gt;then go out of my gran's house at 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i salute you who made me do that ah ehh.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky you know.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're some random shit ass,&lt;br /&gt;i'll most probably sleep my way through your problem sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm forced to start studying today.&lt;br /&gt;nabeh la sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day i still have to study for my upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got projects some more.&lt;br /&gt;bloody shit sia like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEADACHE LA SIAL LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more ytd i didn't turn up for kak esha's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ehh kak.&lt;br /&gt;kanina la cibai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress sia school.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it la. one more year to go.&lt;br /&gt;next semester no fucking around already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN TALK ME INTO STUDYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED YOU AT THIS CRUCIAL POINT OF MY SEMESTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK ME IF I NEVER STUDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST FUCK ME TILL I CRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i need someone to start knocking on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and this blog is under construction because i want a full moon and vampire skin.&lt;br /&gt;only those who are close to me know why i like it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1290224713544873051?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1290224713544873051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/vampiry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1290224713544873051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1290224713544873051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/vampiry.html' title='&quot;vampiry&quot;'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4658287339456624884</id><published>2009-02-18T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:29:14.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>no negatives.</title><content type='html'>when i don't talk to you, it doesn't mean that i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;when i don't say a word it doesn't mean that i don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't blame every matter on the financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;money don't mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am already mature enough to think.&lt;br /&gt;i am already mature enough to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may look peaceful, but deep inside i'm disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;my head is spinning , thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have my own problem to solve.&lt;br /&gt;i also have my own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think that if i don't return i don't like it here.&lt;br /&gt;i am just merely getting away from the problems here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to spend my time with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to talk things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not answer all your questions.&lt;br /&gt;but it does not mean that i don't want to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;for living with a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have talked to you about him.&lt;br /&gt;so i hope npw you can take the hints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i shall get my rest.&lt;br /&gt;and not look like a panda bear tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall lie my head.&lt;br /&gt;and wait for his call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and dream a thousand smiles of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4658287339456624884?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4658287339456624884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-dont-talk-to-you-it-doesnt-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4658287339456624884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4658287339456624884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-dont-talk-to-you-it-doesnt-mean.html' title='no negatives.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1555391785424286644</id><published>2009-02-16T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:20:32.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>a break.</title><content type='html'>dammit.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats up with me, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;one moment i was happy, the next i am moody.&lt;br /&gt;can somebody please tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sorry for him.&lt;br /&gt;cos i have been avoiding him all this while.&lt;br /&gt;and i know you did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but its not me to ignore your texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definately not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so right now i am blogging feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;of the love we used to share,&lt;br /&gt;that is now non-existance&lt;br /&gt;in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i fall out of love with you?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is simple:&lt;br /&gt;i feel obliged,&lt;br /&gt;to be in a relationship with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think its because of a third party,&lt;br /&gt;but think again, my dear one.&lt;br /&gt;i have been becoming more distance even before this week&lt;br /&gt;i have not been meeting you often even before this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all that smiles and hug&lt;br /&gt;were all pretence of the confusion beneath it.&lt;br /&gt;we may not be fated, or we may be fated.&lt;br /&gt;but thats entirely up to the One above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just here to play my part.&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing this because of the reason underneath it.&lt;br /&gt;a reason that none of us will know.&lt;br /&gt;a reason none of us shall find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love do come in different forms.&lt;br /&gt;but the one im looking for is just not you.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it is you.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, lets take a step back and ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is this natural and real or obliged and pretence?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1555391785424286644?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1555391785424286644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/dammit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1555391785424286644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1555391785424286644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/dammit.html' title='a break.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3595382132686996562</id><published>2009-02-08T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:23:58.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>its something that sets us apart from who we are.&lt;br /&gt;it lets us feel those that cant be touched and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;love is a complicated mixes of emotions and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you care, you love.&lt;br /&gt;but does that mean you will love till death do you part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you love till death do you part,&lt;br /&gt;you care for the other half as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may think they know the answer..&lt;br /&gt;and some may not know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what is love to you,&lt;br /&gt;totally depends on ur perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some loves are right, while others are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, its you who decides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3595382132686996562?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3595382132686996562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3595382132686996562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3595382132686996562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4005045731906604252</id><published>2009-02-06T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:30:08.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her clan.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>like a family of vampires.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it really came to me. why am i fighting with them? why? hell, i dun even know what i'm fighting about! *laughs* world, oh world. i guess my stand and purpose was not clear. and i got caught in this tangle of ropes. my bad, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, let me settle my part of the feud(whateveritisabout).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a woman who protect my friends. i am a lady who does not believe in violence. (lady?! heeee!) i am a female who understands whats not and whats right. and thus i only do this for you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do understand now why i am in this mess. its not because of taking sides. its because they THOUGHT i know the story. and for all that matters, i do not know what is happening. neither do i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just angry cause of what baby was being called, period. not because of the insights. i am sad cause of what baby is going through. i am disappointed cause of what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats just my part and nothing more. i do not know why i am fighting. i do not know what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just fighting for words that are not meant to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a girl, and i know what such words can cause a girl to do. and i don't want my baby to be like that. though i know she is falling slowly into that pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as a friend, this is my cue to pull her back. cause no friends want their friends to fall deep into the dark pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just protecting a friend's well-being and confidence, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not taking sides, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am only like a family of vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4005045731906604252?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4005045731906604252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-family-of-vampires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4005045731906604252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4005045731906604252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-family-of-vampires.html' title='like a family of vampires.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3165306071952578224</id><published>2009-02-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:24:29.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubies.'/><title type='text'>dun be sucha kid, old woman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3165306071952578224?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3165306071952578224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/dun-be-sucha-kid-old-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3165306071952578224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/3165306071952578224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/dun-be-sucha-kid-old-woman.html' title='dun be sucha kid, old woman!'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2543882136815977959</id><published>2009-02-04T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:22:23.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>alienated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am crushed right now.&lt;br /&gt;right smack in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;of the decision on whether should i go to school or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me wish that i will.&lt;br /&gt;the other part of me just wanna sleep the night away.&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired from all the work we did just now.&lt;br /&gt;tired of waking up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;tired of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;tired of going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just tired!!&lt;br /&gt;tired of every single thing in my life!&lt;br /&gt;i've got eye bags and dark circles and dark rings&lt;br /&gt;WORSE than a panda's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids can't open&lt;br /&gt;and walking now just seeped the energy away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so tiring and devastating and mostly, its just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being me is equivalent to having a panda's head on you.&lt;br /&gt;so heavy, and slumber.&lt;br /&gt;no life and pale.&lt;br /&gt;ugly and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not human right now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"not human"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lifeless&lt;br /&gt;and listless.&lt;br /&gt;like an alien that is lost.&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kambing&lt;/span&gt; away from his herds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM JUST SOOO TIRED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2543882136815977959?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2543882136815977959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/alienated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2543882136815977959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2543882136815977959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/alienated.html' title='alienated.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4150909065094720738</id><published>2009-02-02T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:24:04.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her clan.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>banji, this is for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BANJI :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TAKE NOTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a nuisance in their life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if you're not even my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you're definately putting my friend(s) in despair.&lt;br /&gt;and i will not accept that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not worth their friendship and love.&lt;br /&gt;so please have the balls to answer what is being thrown at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be such a dickhead and create unnecessary pollution.&lt;br /&gt;the earth is already polluted enough without your help, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think if being big is a nuisance to you.&lt;br /&gt;please be mature enough to think that you will not survive this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry to tell you that your brain is pea-sized.&lt;br /&gt;and you don't have balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not afraid of you.&lt;br /&gt;so that is why i am posting this for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because unlike you, i love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;despite their sizes and backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;unlike you, i am mature enough to think how to react.&lt;br /&gt;and unlike you, i protect my friends and stand beside them like a family of vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you banji, do not know what is the meaning of love and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;and you definately can't see when someone is telling the truth and be sincere about it.&lt;br /&gt;because you banji, are creating so much trouble this past sessions&lt;br /&gt;that they can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because you banji, are in a world of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is why i came to know of all this.&lt;br /&gt;its because i'm being a friend for them.&lt;br /&gt;not for gains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i simply can't let anyone call my friend(s) '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xtra large&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;or anything else for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please banji, even if you don't want them as your friends,&lt;br /&gt;settle this feud.&lt;br /&gt;so you and them will carry on guilt-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4150909065094720738?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4150909065094720738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/banji-this-is-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4150909065094720738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4150909065094720738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/banji-this-is-for-you.html' title='banji, this is for you.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6826420900843550206</id><published>2009-02-02T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:58:48.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>my love(s)</title><content type='html'>i might not be there for you, physically.&lt;br /&gt;i might not know what you are going through.&lt;br /&gt;but for sure, i will always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;deep inside your heart, there is me.&lt;br /&gt;me who will hear your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;me who will share your sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;me who will give out a hug whenever you need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might not see me there, but i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear rafidah and pravina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am sorry that you had to go through this hardships all alone. but fret not, i am always here for you. i might not always be able to mee you guys up for a session, but i'm always free to answer your calls. you know you guys can call me for anything important or not. i shall always prepare a listening ear for you guys throughout the whole day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may our friendship be blessed with all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; stuff and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAWT&lt;/span&gt; guys(!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, be strong. i know you can go through this turmoil and come out of it stronger than you already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear rafidah and pravina, i love you always.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dear beloved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ever so sorry i didn't have the time to spent with you. i've missed you more than ever right now. i am hoping to meet you soon. i can't wait to have fun with you and laugh at the silliest joke that you can ever come up with. i wish to spend endless time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've missed you so much that i will fly over just to see you. it doesn't matter what people think of us. i am trying to be the best that i can be just for you. i will work hard for you, my darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you and will always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6826420900843550206?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6826420900843550206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-might-not-be-there-for-you-physically.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6826420900843550206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6826420900843550206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-might-not-be-there-for-you-physically.html' title='my love(s)'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3705705085720837676</id><published>2009-02-01T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:52:03.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>it was not only a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is now that i woke up. feeling fresh and rejuvenated. i woke up after a dream, a wonderful dream i had of you. though it's just a movie playing in my unconscious state of mind, it is a movie that i will never forget. a movie in which i will hold on to it tightly and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fantasy, a fantasy i secretly wished for. and it came true, but only in a dream. though of course i can never explained it in words here, for its explicit content. but i'm glad that it was played and potrayed in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with clear HD view, together with casts and scripts. it looks as though it was really a movie. with my room as a set. emotions and pleasures explodes in the air, like red and gold fireworks that are being displayed during the annual National Day Parade. full of awe and surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, that was the bestest dream i have ever had. and i wish that it would come true one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really doesn't matter that we live far apart, my sweets. i can still meet you everyday through this network that has brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dream'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1234822387856414074</id><published>2009-01-27T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:34:52.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>new found friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SX8aKVIUofI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X066jHVkmFc/s1600-h/mikey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SX8aKVIUofI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X066jHVkmFc/s320/mikey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295980451584057842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today, i made a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;a friend from the other side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;he's from the UK. and his name is mikey, i think (!).&lt;br /&gt;and so, we're still chatting. god knows what we're chatting about.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;no subject at all.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much random.&lt;br /&gt;and he called me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i've gotta get back to him now.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna keep him waiting now, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1234822387856414074?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1234822387856414074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-found-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1234822387856414074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1234822387856414074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-found-friend.html' title='new found friend.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SX8aKVIUofI/AAAAAAAAAD8/X066jHVkmFc/s72-c/mikey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7337234681703574614</id><published>2009-01-26T02:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:37:31.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>for now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before i met you i was positively sure that i would wanna go home. and then came this figure who at first i thought were somebody else's father. a few steps away, me and you. just a few steps away before i actually realised that you're somebody else's son. then i noticed your lean muscles and then your face... i just couldn't stop looking at you, for every damn second. you were a social butterfly among my uncles. and yet i'm there looking at you, at your grace on how you were able to talk to everyone. i was waiting, waiting for you to talk to me. waiting for you to be more than a social butterfly. i hid inside my tent only to get a glimpse at you with your sweats and wet hair. oh! with every chance i had i would grab it and steal a peek at you. for one reason i wouldn't want to go is you. despite the dreaming now i am home. only to wonder about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who are you that took my breath away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for all the hours we were merely feets away from each other, never did we exchanged a single word. on the contrary i knew you were looking at me. we smiled not directly, but to each other. and now i wished that i am there. though feets away from you in muted likeness of each other, at least i'm there to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but reality kicks in now. and i'm at home on my comfy own bed, wishing that i would not have gone home. and now my only hope is the power of the worldwide net, that would maybe bring us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as for now i shall only admire you from far, though i am not convinced that i would see you again. i shall only hope, and wish. for little things to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as for now i have a boyfriend whom i dearly love. and so you would only be my eye-candy who would play with my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7337234681703574614?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7337234681703574614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7337234681703574614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7337234681703574614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-now.html' title='for now.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-968126705369540286</id><published>2009-01-25T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:46:10.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>mr england,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyfedkmCRI/AAAAAAAAADc/qLGqYilwfIA/s1600-h/IMGP0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyfedkmCRI/AAAAAAAAADc/qLGqYilwfIA/s320/IMGP0999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295282607563868434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyhJs48UHI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3e5a1S3530/s1600-h/IMGP1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyhJs48UHI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3e5a1S3530/s320/IMGP1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295284449921749106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyd_p-4cJI/AAAAAAAAADU/iLTTfEatBfs/s1600-h/IMGP0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyd_p-4cJI/AAAAAAAAADU/iLTTfEatBfs/s320/IMGP0991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295280978807779474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXycTfj_k4I/AAAAAAAAADM/CwGTzDG5ZuE/s1600-h/IMGP0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXycTfj_k4I/AAAAAAAAADM/CwGTzDG5ZuE/s320/IMGP0957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295279120584774530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spending time with my gurls were a hell load of fun!&lt;br /&gt;it beats going out with your guys,&lt;br /&gt;and it definately beats sitting at home all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on 24th January 2009, my gurls and i went for a beach getaway at Sentosa Island.&lt;br /&gt;and it was AWESOME! superb-ly AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt ask for a better group of girls, cos mine is WICKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa Island is a long story.&lt;br /&gt;so i definately would not bore you with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but gurls, you and i know of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;so lets keep it to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mysterious that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyjIibl3KI/AAAAAAAAADs/CU5i-Q0_aoc/s1600-h/IMGP0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyjIibl3KI/AAAAAAAAADs/CU5i-Q0_aoc/s320/IMGP0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295286628957674658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXykleKS89I/AAAAAAAAAD0/2UW2OfB8JjY/s1600-h/IMGP0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXykleKS89I/AAAAAAAAAD0/2UW2OfB8JjY/s320/IMGP0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295288225539224530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-968126705369540286?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/968126705369540286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-england.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/968126705369540286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/968126705369540286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-england.html' title='mr england,'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXyfedkmCRI/AAAAAAAAADc/qLGqYilwfIA/s72-c/IMGP0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-3533748146742973291</id><published>2009-01-24T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:01:54.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>my [advanced] 18th wishlist!</title><content type='html'>here goes my birthday wishlist (may change in the coming months/days) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really want baileys and coke!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want my loved ones with me for my birthday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want an external hard drive baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DRESSES!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HEELS!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M.A.C make up kit honeys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want wonderful pictures to be taken (its a must!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhk. so this is it for now. anything additional will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember kay you all. 7th april!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-3533748146742973291?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/3533748146742973291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-advanced-18th-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='1 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>big cat.</title><content type='html'>you laughed when i cried.&lt;br /&gt;you beat me out of having fun.&lt;br /&gt;you cook while i study.&lt;br /&gt;and you go to work while i'm sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the traits of my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bullies me till i cry.&lt;br /&gt;he calls me words which others might find it disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;he makes me worried almost everytime he's on off.&lt;br /&gt;he chats with other girls infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might think i am crazy to be with this guy. but let me tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was there when nobody would care, and he always will.&lt;br /&gt;he's the only one who is successful enough to bully me till i cry.&lt;br /&gt;he helps me out in which ever way he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most important of all is that he love me with all his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that i shall love him for as long as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i know that whatever he is doing to me right now, he is just a big cat playing with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-4175218557851924284?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4175218557851924284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4175218557851924284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/4175218557851924284'/><link 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laptop,&lt;br /&gt;with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; Nokia MusicExpress phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;i'd take the laptop, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this beloved lappie of mine&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; bought by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a present from your mother to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;there - i'm laughing at'cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8713218206026338570?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2089336063141966182</id><published>2009-01-21T00:41:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:18:52.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>[sidetrack] alot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYClN8i10I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy4wI9hfpyg/s1600-h/pasha.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYClN8i10I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy4wI9hfpyg/s320/pasha.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293421250442614594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYChKa3CwI/AAAAAAAAACc/abjM7Gk6Mag/s1600-h/edward.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYChKa3CwI/AAAAAAAAACc/abjM7Gk6Mag/s320/edward.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293421180776549122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/fahlynni/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYDf1mUJDI/AAAAAAAAACs/h4dnUonkdrA/s1600-h/oncy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYDf1mUJDI/AAAAAAAAACs/h4dnUonkdrA/s320/oncy.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422257519207474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYD79AM8yI/AAAAAAAAAC0/A_e2XcpA6Z4/s1600-h/rizki.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYD79AM8yI/AAAAAAAAAC0/A_e2XcpA6Z4/s320/rizki.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293422740543173410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sidetrack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i should be studying for my housekeeping test. but i'm too full of information right now (which i most probably will forget about tomorrow). but anyway, as i was studying, i got a bit sidetracked from my original purpose. oh. btw, the inaugration is on right now and i'm listening to it. crap me. haha. so so anyway, meet my newest 'boyfriends'. i know. i'm super dreaming right now. haha. a single and married man here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;from left to right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pasha (ungu band), edward cullen (twilight), oncy (ungu band), rizki (the titans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay. so, i cant say that they are my boyfriend(s). but what the hell. to me they are good looking, handsome and hot. haha. i'm so dreaming right now. but hey, i will only love one person and one person only. and that is, norzaidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYG3oEMY9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kIr92TNZrzU/s1600-h/Te+quiero%21+%28edited%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYG3oEMY9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kIr92TNZrzU/s400/Te+quiero%21+%28edited%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293425964738175954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2089336063141966182?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2089336063141966182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/sidetrack-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2089336063141966182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2089336063141966182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/sidetrack-alot.html' title='[sidetrack] alot!'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXYClN8i10I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy4wI9hfpyg/s72-c/pasha.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1599962160135581181</id><published>2009-01-20T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:07:16.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>advanced.</title><content type='html'>as an advance post to my photoshoot in school just now, this entry is to tell you people out there that i'm fuckingly in love - with myself. and my new curls. not permanent though. but still. gawd. i can go on about myself forever - i know. i'm just so full of myself right now. hahs. don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXSvk0LPAMI/AAAAAAAAABk/9dxIOVJYvpA/s1600-h/IMGP0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXSvk0LPAMI/AAAAAAAAABk/9dxIOVJYvpA/s320/IMGP0943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293048509083091138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there i was - constantly falling in love with myself by the second. haha. oh. and to add to my happiness, gawd. my photoshoot was like a model! with my curls and smile. hehe. i was totally loving myself today! &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*smiling REALLY widely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on top of that, i met dear beloved today. who apparently bought me a 2-in-1 hair curler/straightener for our 11th month! seriously. i'm supper dupper happy today. like smiling widely i-don't-care-about-the-world happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1599962160135581181?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1599962160135581181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/advanced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1599962160135581181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1599962160135581181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/advanced.html' title='advanced.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SXSvk0LPAMI/AAAAAAAAABk/9dxIOVJYvpA/s72-c/IMGP0943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7697838731894613350</id><published>2009-01-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:50:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy bumb.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want a fat orange cat.&lt;br /&gt;who will wake me up every morning at 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;only because he needs feeding, not because i need to get my job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so will you get one for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7697838731894613350?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7697838731894613350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7033394188356681207</id><published>2009-01-18T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:28:04.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>today is SUNDAY.</title><content type='html'>today.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;is such a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow school and i'm fucking broke!&lt;br /&gt;like serious shit mans.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where my other thirds are right now.&lt;br /&gt;missed them so much!&lt;br /&gt;and so today was pretty much a normal sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i karaoked at home.&lt;br /&gt;all alone.&lt;br /&gt;daddy's sleeping and mummy's reading the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored. bored. bored. as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7033394188356681207?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7033394188356681207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7033394188356681207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7033394188356681207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-sunday.html' title='today is SUNDAY.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5726151132373022709</id><published>2009-01-17T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:57:18.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>it doesn't help - at all!</title><content type='html'>it doesn't help at all.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help at all that everytime i call you today you didnt answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help at all&lt;br /&gt;that everytime i call you its malaysia's ringing tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help at all&lt;br /&gt;that once i called you its out of coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help at all&lt;br /&gt;that the following times i called you the operator would answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't help at all, norzaidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to think negative - but you made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-5726151132373022709?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5726151132373022709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-doesnt-help-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5726151132373022709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5726151132373022709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-doesnt-help-at-all.html' title='it doesn&apos;t help - at all!'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2011443943100685467</id><published>2009-01-17T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:50:10.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>i am not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only when i know where you are and what you're doing,&lt;br /&gt;or who you're with and are you safe.&lt;br /&gt;will i be feeling alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now i am feeling rather uptight.&lt;br /&gt;cos i don't know where you are.&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno if you're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you didnt answer my calls&lt;br /&gt;or reply my texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but till then i'm not feeling happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2011443943100685467?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2011443943100685467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2011443943100685467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/2011443943100685467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-not.html' title='i am not.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1688636465042704248</id><published>2009-01-17T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:59:05.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>nabeh.</title><content type='html'>ku dgr ader family problem sampai ke jb per.&lt;br /&gt;da gitu tak tau nak bilang.&lt;br /&gt;cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku, tau kau marah.&lt;br /&gt;mana ada fair siol mcm gini.&lt;br /&gt;kalau aku tak tanyer mana kau ada pikir nak bilang aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initiative la buts.&lt;br /&gt;seeyal.&lt;br /&gt;sakit hati kau buat aku mcm gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da net skrg buat problem.&lt;br /&gt;sial ah.&lt;br /&gt;today is seriously not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fyi, ini la satu2 nyer post aku yg dalam bahasa MELAYU!&lt;br /&gt;oleh kerana aku tgh marah skrg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1688636465042704248?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1688636465042704248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/nabeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1688636465042704248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1688636465042704248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/nabeh.html' title='nabeh.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7732959490901612924</id><published>2009-01-17T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:43:45.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sick entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>my love.</title><content type='html'>you took my hand and held it tight,&lt;br /&gt;you scold me once but only because you cared;&lt;br /&gt;you pushed me away and then you pull me in,&lt;br /&gt;you lookid me in the eyes and smiled a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as your face comes closer my eyes starts to close,&lt;br /&gt;slowly by the second your llips met mine;&lt;br /&gt;senses explodes like fireworks,&lt;br /&gt;full of colour, taste and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality was way back in my head,&lt;br /&gt;and we're in a world of our own;&lt;br /&gt;tongues twisted and body entertwined,&lt;br /&gt;for now i know how much you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you took away the pain of life,&lt;br /&gt;and replaced it with love and care;&lt;br /&gt;you made me forget about pain and hardships,&lt;br /&gt;and instil love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my angel, you are my saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          YOU ARE MY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;p.s: i am coughing non stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7732959490901612924?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7732959490901612924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7732959490901612924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7732959490901612924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-love.html' title='my love.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6456275954037833583</id><published>2009-01-16T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:24:20.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>confused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hate difficulties tryna sign in to my blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out : &lt;a href="http://xterminated.blogspot.com"&gt;http://xterminated.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. caught in surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell was that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shits. projects to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6456275954037833583?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6456275954037833583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6456275954037833583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6456275954037833583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused.html' title='confused.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8236745887137115053</id><published>2009-01-15T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:43:40.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>oh, maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after the harsh words you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i would give it a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8236745887137115053?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8236745887137115053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8236745887137115053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8236745887137115053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-maybe.html' title='oh, maybe?'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1622016086669906583</id><published>2009-01-13T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:07:49.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>school dropout.</title><content type='html'>is it that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to do what i like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not suffer for the next one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1622016086669906583?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/1622016086669906583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-dropout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1622016086669906583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/1622016086669906583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-dropout.html' title='school dropout.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8150833495193064721</id><published>2009-01-12T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:53:52.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i only have one thing in mind.&lt;br /&gt;and facing it everyday isn't helping.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me cry and it makes my head go round in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if yes, i could work hard.&lt;br /&gt;i could save up all the money and use it for that sole purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if no, then i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i would suffer doing what i don't enjoy doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;a grave mistake clearly made by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have.&lt;br /&gt;should have accepted my mom's invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;if you're clever enough, you should know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-8150833495193064721?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8150833495193064721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-only-have-one-thing-in-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8150833495193064721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8150833495193064721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-only-have-one-thing-in-mind.html' title='Now What?'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-1784297667679345312</id><published>2009-01-11T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:05:08.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Would You Marry Me, Please?</title><content type='html'>i have one question fro your, dear beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would You Marry Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and be with me for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, dear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to express it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-1784297667679345312?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-867764445350328638</id><published>2009-01-11T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:44:28.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sick entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily posts'/><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>today my day is fucking boring.&lt;br /&gt;i am right now fucking bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;are singing and behaving like monkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i managed - don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backache took some pills and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss dear beloved so very much.&lt;br /&gt;even though i just met him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;sneezed like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;tons of used tissues beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhkk. that was just a figure of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive - bersama bintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;are listening and screaming to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain in the ass, them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating bunch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; are MY younger siblings who always gets on to my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhkk. i must stink now.&lt;br /&gt;haven't taken my evening shower.&lt;br /&gt;soooo lazzayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like quitting school right now.&lt;br /&gt;they are really wasting my time, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think i am not going to make it for my housekeeping practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEDS ARE FUCKING HEAVY!&lt;br /&gt;ITS FULL OF DUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super allergic to dust.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sneeze like the world is mine.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna give up.&lt;br /&gt;my back is gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the doctor and its still not doing me any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no excuse just some pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doctors only wants money.&lt;br /&gt;shit ass them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-867764445350328638?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/867764445350328638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Menjalani Kisah Cinta Ini&lt;br /&gt;Naluri Berkata Engkaulah Milikku&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia Selalu Dimiliki&lt;br /&gt;Bertahun Menjalani Bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Kunyatakan bahwa Engkaulah jiwaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Penjagamu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pelindungmu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pendampingmu&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah-langkahmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernahku Menyakiti Hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Pernah kau melupakan janji ini&lt;br /&gt;Semua Karena kita ini manusia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Penjagamu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pelindungmu&lt;br /&gt;Akulah Pendampingmu&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah-langkahmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Kau bawa diriku&lt;br /&gt;Kedalam hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau basuh diriku&lt;br /&gt;Dengan rasa sayang&lt;br /&gt;Senyummu juga sedihmu adalah Hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kau sentuh cintaku dengan lembut&lt;br /&gt;Dengan sejuta warna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-4466309286163097455</id><published>2009-01-11T00:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:48:51.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever?</title><content type='html'>have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;been approached and told that you're pretty/handsome?&lt;br /&gt;been loved unconditionally despite all?&lt;br /&gt;been sick to the point you just felt like dying?&lt;br /&gt;been held so tight, you just didn't wanna let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;have you ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;told someone that you love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;have the feeling that you can't express your love?&lt;br /&gt;hug a person for so long that it seems forever?&lt;br /&gt;felt that you've known someone from your previous life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you may seem to be the hardest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;for the fact that you are not what i've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you are handsome.&lt;br /&gt;yes, you're tall.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you are dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, you are not my dream guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what made me get hooked to you?&lt;br /&gt;despite all your past and your present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its because i've truly learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that love doesn't count on being tall.&lt;br /&gt;love doesn't count on being dark.&lt;br /&gt;and love doesn't count on being handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love, is to be able to share the joy with you.&lt;br /&gt;to be able to cry with you.&lt;br /&gt;and to be able to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, to me, is seeing past through your features.&lt;br /&gt;love is a feeling that can't be described.&lt;br /&gt;love is a moment where happiness and sadness can happen at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love you is a mixed feeling of accomplishment and astonishment.&lt;br /&gt;loving you is the most wonderful thing that has happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;loving you make me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;to be loved by you make me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you, i say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i love you"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3 words that i don't have the gut to say out loud.&lt;br /&gt;3 words that make me so unsure of a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to you, i am comfident.&lt;br /&gt;i am sure.&lt;br /&gt;i am brave to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i love you, norzaidi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may our love last forever and blessed with the good things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come 25th February 2009 0000hrs,&lt;br /&gt;we will be a year older than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear beloved, i love you to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1502133706963263114-4466309286163097455?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/4466309286163097455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-5603877921816526192</id><published>2009-01-10T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:39:03.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life - as it is.</title><content type='html'>the unfairness of the world creeps up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life, is never fair", or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;so why, may i ask.&lt;br /&gt;why is life never fair?&lt;br /&gt;unfair to childrens, teenagers, adults and elderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-watching halim serving the customer makes me laugh-&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, back to my whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE, is never fair.&lt;br /&gt;so lets play dirty and roll in the dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know why, but it keeps on bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we are supposed to slack, they are the ones slacking.&lt;br /&gt;while they are supposed to be stress, we are the one stressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, please.&lt;br /&gt;the world is going upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not worth living if you have no motivation.&lt;br /&gt;life is not worth living if you're constantly brought down.&lt;br /&gt;life is not worth living if you're not happy.&lt;br /&gt;and life is not worth living if you don't have anyone to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;all this while, we've been living off LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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;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/1502133706963263114-5603877921816526192?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5603877921816526192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-2624082225517435905</id><published>2009-01-08T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:33:22.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lynnbell-oh.livejournal.com/12960.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;(thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the link for my dear beloved HB to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day that my X-Ray test is gonna come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary sehh.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potter's movie gonna come out soon!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to aidil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"please call Zaidi. cos he have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;a plan only you and him would be able to carry out.&lt;br /&gt;a plan that allow us to spend precious time together.&lt;br /&gt;a plan to go out without spending too much.&lt;br /&gt;oh, aidil friend, please give Zaidi a call."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2624082225517435905?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2624082225517435905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-all.html#comment-form' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sick entry'/><title type='text'>Poly-Ohh!</title><content type='html'>damn crap mann.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be at Jurong Polyclinic now.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;my mom said to go just for the after lunch registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sick this past months.&lt;br /&gt;but hell,&lt;br /&gt;not sickly sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sick enough to get outta of school and land myself in a gigantous amount of appointments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty much sure ya'll gonna like that.&lt;br /&gt;skip school, or work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but trust me, hunny bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a waste of time and money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got like this medicine to take from yesterday's check-up.&lt;br /&gt;"Doxycycline"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorta a kind of antibiotics that the doctors gave me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to eat that twice per day for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i had that yesteryear, baybay.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with all due respect to my phobia of eating pills,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna be fine this time round, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat has a way to open and close itself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird, but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for time to come, to proceed to the polyclinic,&lt;br /&gt;this is what i allow myself to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i hafta take my Doxycycline now.&lt;br /&gt;if not, dear beloved would kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-2103959019839568487?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/2103959019839568487/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6917686198109982333</id><published>2009-01-06T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:42:07.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Oh Why...</title><content type='html'>why, why must there be wars?&lt;br /&gt;why is the Israel attacking Palestins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must all these happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i selected to be the class rep,&lt;br /&gt;especially when i know i'm going to be packed with appoinments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i don't think i'm going to do well for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool shit ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently watching CSI.&lt;br /&gt;and the way they collect fingerprints on the mass.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool lurhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i need all the luck for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 might be a hard year for me,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm pretty sure 2009 wil be harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;please be the one to push me, baby. i'm depending on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6917686198109982333?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6917686198109982333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6917686198109982333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/6917686198109982333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-why.html' title='Oh Why...'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-8760787473899506874</id><published>2009-01-05T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:13:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very First Day.</title><content type='html'>i love you,&lt;br /&gt;i've always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give me hope&lt;br /&gt;and you've given me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;norzaidi, i love you no matter what, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's school already.&lt;br /&gt;its helluva day!&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing but talking and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raining and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*brrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;but was used to it darlinkks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no worries. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so anyway, lots of things happened between the days i was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhh..&lt;br /&gt;and i am thinking of quitting ITE.&lt;br /&gt;and joining MDIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i ain't sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hmmmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, it's a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;but hell, i'm only with a HNITEC cert when i'm 19!&lt;br /&gt;that means, if god willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diploma at 21/22. old sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s: if you wanna know more about me, please do visit me LJ and comment. :)&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/1502133706963263114-8760787473899506874?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/8760787473899506874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-you-ive-always-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8760787473899506874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/8760787473899506874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-you-ive-always-do.html' title='The Very First Day.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-6504540669733072771</id><published>2009-01-03T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:57:56.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubies.'/><title type='text'>Do I Deserve This - At All?</title><content type='html'>well, to answer that quetion above: NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't think i deserve this at all.&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't care if she have known him for more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cares for you, yes.&lt;br /&gt;he loves you, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only to a certain point where he regards you as his aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am whining again, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is what i'm subjected to do.&lt;br /&gt;i can't do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me.&lt;br /&gt;i know you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let me ask you this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are you willing to let her go?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end on a last note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby, please stop being a bitch. i hate you. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-6504540669733072771?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/6504540669733072771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-i-deserve-this-at-all.html#comment-form' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her clan.'/><title type='text'>ouhhkk.</title><content type='html'>fine, i'm an outsider.&lt;br /&gt;who gives a fuck right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just plain speechless now.&lt;br /&gt;not that i've never met you guys or anything.&lt;br /&gt;but i did, didn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we did went out, didn't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i'm still the outsider.&lt;br /&gt;oh, joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you, whatever your name is.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;ouhk. hell to knowing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's make it simpler.&lt;br /&gt;you haven't meet me.&lt;br /&gt;so, just shut your trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fuck, i came to your performance when i was free. i came to your sessions when i was free. i made friends with everyone. and i even tegur them on the street. celebrated halloween with you guys. AND I'M AN OUTSIDER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was what i told dear beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;disappointed too, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like everyone says, these small things are not remembered by, let's say... people who call others 'losers'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-5772167756425306882?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/5772167756425306882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouhhkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5772167756425306882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/5772167756425306882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouhhkk.html' title='ouhhkk.'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1502133706963263114.post-7132733720181400876</id><published>2009-01-02T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:29:28.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under construction.'/><title type='text'>finally?</title><content type='html'>hahas. i'm finally here aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;not much though, but still.&lt;br /&gt;its something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, fyi.&lt;br /&gt;its still under construction now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1502133706963263114-7132733720181400876?l=lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/feeds/7132733720181400876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7132733720181400876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1502133706963263114/posts/default/7132733720181400876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnbell-oh.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title='finally?'/><author><name>lynnbell-oh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964768599809306907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rm-zmA3SDZc/SaA8qQtsxgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kcHzgbtYa-Q/S220/DSC00130.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
